TO BELIEVE OR NOT TO BELIEVE IN ANGELS

 

I will start with the words of my rational mind, which struggled to get me through the university and now is screaming:

“OMG, SERIOUSLY?! Do you believe in invisible friends?! What is wrong with you?! Time to visit a psychologist… 😳 😊

But this is just one part of my brain, others point in a different direction. And as one of my pupils once said: If you don’t see or don’t want to see a rabbit in a plantation of tall clover, it doesn’t mean it’s not there. 

 I grew up in a Catholic family, and every night before bed, in addition to the obligatory fairy tale I listened, I always said also a simple prayer to the guardian angel: 

Angel sent by God to guide me,
be my light and walk beside me;
be my guardian and protect me;
on the paths of life direct me.
Amen.

Although I completely renounced my faith during my studies, there were still a few incidents when I thanked for the invisible help. In one of them, I narrowly avoided a serious car accident - as if someone grabbed the steering wheel and turned it in the right moment... 

After university (not believing in anything turned out to be a very empty experience), I replaced the religiosity of the Catholic church and academic atheism (accompanied by Karl Marx's celebrated dictum, "religion is the opium of the people" ) with spirituality.

Masses were replaced by meditations, activations … with angels and other invisible forces. However… Have you seen what happened to Doreen Virtue - one of the greatest names in this field? I certainly don't want to quote the Bible all the time and constantly beg for mercy… surrender my power to ‘higher forces’ ...

However, I can’t deny … in moments of loneliness I often feel something … During one such evening, I sought harmony in music, and I started thinking about angels: If they exist, why do I feel all alone? Why don't they stand by my side? Why can't I see them? Why don't they show up, just like any honest creature would?

Of course, I wasn't aware of the fact that in such a case I would run through the door like a crazy screaming maniac ... 😱 😀 Despite my interest about the invisible/unknown I'm scared about it – and drinking the whole bottle of aspen (Bach's drops) didn’t help.

The very moment I thought Why I don't see my guardian angel / guide, if he/she/it was supposed to be by my side, trance song started playing on the radio, which had a verbal input. I got goosebumps all over my body, shed some big tears, and my mood immediately improved. This was the text: 

Can't you see me?
I'm here for you, 
sitting in the dark, 
seeing your lonely heart.
You have the key,
believe in us.

‘Coincidence’ also stood by me when I woke up one morning with an important decision (life:death important). On the way to work, I crossed the road and three cars stopped allowing me to cross. The first had registration number 444, the second 777, the third 555. A few moments later I heard Annie Lennox singing from the bar which I passed: ''It's an orchestra of angels and they're playing with my heart ...'' The course of Slovenian I teached at that time started a few minutes later with a gift from my student named Fatmire (the name reminded me of faith, but it has a slightly different meaning in Albanian: fat - happiness, mir - good). She offered me chocolate hearts and told me she was celebrating her 44th birthday.

You probably already know about the meanings of angel numbers? There are so many explanations on the internet that you can pick what you need. I am more interested in the probability of such a 'coincidences'.

With all these synchronicity I am increasingly inclined to believe that angels (or something else on that level) really do exist. But I'm not entirely sure what and how... 

Has anyone watched the movie Interstellar? Or have you read The Guardian Angel’s Journal (Carolyn Jess-Cooke) in which the heroine returns to her earth life as her own guardian angel?

Maybe the comforting energy, I sometimes feel around me, is me - from the future? I know that in my visualizations I often travel back to the past, where I hug and comfort my younger, frightened self ... 

But a Venetian friend who was supposed to see invisible energies also saw a bright image in my aura, surprisingly similar to my late Ukrainian grandmother. Who/what did he see? Guardian Angel or maybe some other guide?

Angels also represent an important part in my book Train to Heaven on Earth. In this novel, I have mixed a lot of stories from my life with my imagination (which I believe is a conversation with your soul), so I can’t label it as an autobiography. But this part of the quest for purpose, happiness and love is real. So if you need a little soul food, you can find a more detailed description and reading possibilities on amazon.

What about you? What do you think? Feel? Know? What are your experiences with angels? 

All pictures of angels are from pixabay.