ANGELS

My world is turned upside down when a loved one departs. I get so used to that presence being woven into my existence that it is painfully hard to adjust to it's physical disappearance. My heart literally breaks. Palpitations, shortness of breath, chest pain. I guess the human experience attaches itself strongly to physical presence. We seem to have lost touch with our intuitive sense of the energy fields that permeate and animate our physical form. The soul that is me definitely recognises the soul that is others and that we are all connected through the same massive energy field. So why is it so difficult for us let go and disentangle and allow others to move on? I think that it is harder on those left behind to muddle their way through life until it is their time to go.

This rollercoaster of life and death would be much easier to tolerate if there was less of a mysterious veil between worlds, whatever one belives those worlds to be. Wouldn't it be wonderful to connect with those that have passed over on a regular basis. A coffee date with angels. Maybe they do visit with us but we are too busy with life to notice. They certainly leave behind a strong energetic imprint when they leave, one that is so strongly felt that it is hard for our minds to believe that they are gone. It feels as if they will appear any moment. And then that energetic fingerprint fades but every now and then a memory pops into your mind and you feel them strongly, a light feathery stroke across your heart.

I must have an army of angels watching over me. Saying goodbye nevers gets easier though, even for those of us that are lucky to get that chance. Not sure which is easier: knowing that death is coming or not knowing?

I guess the key lies in holding sacred the memory of how our loved ones chose to witness our journey on this chaotic planet. And feeling fortunate to have had that connection especially with animals that do not communicate the way we wish they would.

SPREAD YOUR WINGS AND FLY HIGH NO MATTER WHERE YOU ARE