There is no human "proof" that angels exist. They are in fact considered controversial at best and fantasy at worst by many people. I would posit that angels, whatever they actually are or how they actually look--wings or no wings--must exist. Why would I say this? Because there have been many experiences that have occurred to me or loved ones that fall into the category of celestial beings helping out. But why should we believe that in an expanding universe that there would not be many beings that are interacting with us in ways we don't understand? I believe that the Universe (and all the beings of light within it) are conspiring on my behalf to bring me the life and situations I have requested. If you believe that thoughts are things and that belief is the fuel behind the cause, then you know that this, for me, is true.
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I have had a number of angel interactions. Take for example the blizzardy winter day where I just "had" to get to the store to buy something because it was the only day I was going to have to do it. Despite my human angel friend Joan advising me against it, I set out on my way thinking that my 4 wheel drive truck would get me where I wanted to be and back home again without any problem. Ah, such is the arrogance of youth and inexperience.
As I drove the less than 5 miles to the store, tension quickly mounted as the roads I traveled were not only hilly but covered in ice. Treacherous some would say. As I turned up the road to get to the store, my vehicle lost traction--as did more than 20 other cars on the same road as evidenced by their topsy-turvy, skewed parking littering both sides of the road.
I turned to go into the parking lot, I slid--and as I slid, I saw the car headed toward me ALSO sliding. I closed my eyes and prayed for an angel to help me. I needed a miracle. The next thing I knew I was stopped with my tires against the curb. I saw more cars careening down the hill toward me and I knew right then that if I did not get my car off the road, it was going to be smashed to smithereens. I tried to maneuver my car to the side street, only to begin sliding again...then I closed my eyes again and crying fervently said, "Please God, send me an angel."
The words were barely out of my mouth when there was a knock on my window. The blond haired man standing there was wearing, I kid you not, a white sweater and white pants. I opened the window and he said, "I'm going to push you to the side-street. You just stay where you are and steer." Okay. And so we did and within moments my car was safely off the main road in an area where it would not be in danger of oncoming traffic. And in just the amount of time it took for me to take off my seat belt, turn off the car, open the door and jump down, the man was gone. I looked everywhere and he was no where to be seen. Not up the street, not down, not in another car (there were, by that time, very few with anyone in them and no new ones moving.) What could I surmise but that my prayer had been answered with a physical manifestation of an angel at the exact moment that I needed one.
And there have been other experiences I've had and heard from friends about. There are times when I "smell" an angel (no they don't smell like cookies to me like in the movie Michael, but more like a whiff of unfamiliar perfume)--sometimes I smell it in my car when I've been talking to my angels in a general way or if I ask for something specifically. Other times, I'll have a thought or say something out loud and immediately smell the perfume. It is almost familiar--I almost can place it, but then I realize I don't know what the smell is. Sometimes it is a sort of rose fragrance mixed with something else. Other times it sort of has hints of patchouli-esque fragrance...sometimes I can't place it at all. No matter. Just smelling these unfamiliar aromas reminds me that I am not alone, that I do in fact have guidance and support and that they are always with me (being, as I have come to believe, beings that can be in more than one place at a time).
I have taken to talking to my angels regularly, asking for advice and guidance and praying for their assistance with specific situations and events. I don't get an answer in a voice form and sometimes I have no acknowledgement whatsoever. Still, I just know that my angels are always looking out for me. And I believe everyone has these beings also, whether or not you acknowledge or believe in them.
(C) 2020; SZing, Spiritual Creator. All rights reserved. Photos courtesy of Pixabay.
