When people think of angels, they think flowing robes and halos. But in the Bible, they also look like ordinary people. Why not today?
JOAN WESTER ANDERSON, In the Arms of Angels
about a year or so ago, about the time I completed my first reiki level, I started to draw.... I would be sitting meditating or pondering and I would 'feel' beings around me....and I knew I had to draw them. Then it stopped... the urgent need to get these beings down... then after Daisy died, I felt an angel, I could see it in my minds eye... and I started to draw, oil pastels and chalks flying madly across the page... closed the book and promptly forgot about it. ... until last Monday... when I was doing the usual Monday madness of cleaning my bathrooms, stripping the sheets and vacuuming... and I suddenly remembered the angel drawing I had done.... I turned the vacuum off and raced to find that drawing ..... and there she was.... my Angel of the Ritual.... the one who had stopped to speak to me when I was in the 'cave' - the one who told me that we all search.... the one with the azure blue eyes ringed with gold..
it is not an exact likeness....she wasn't dressed in red, nor was her heart visible... the green 'wings' could be the Eucalypt trees behind her.... but the eyes and hair are the same...some things you just can't explain... . I am actually going to finish it now, making it into a collage of sorts.. and hang it in my sacred space.
I ... believe that angels, or something like them, sometimes live among us, hidden within our fellow human beings.
JOHN PERRY BARLOW, The Death of Cynthia Horner