Angel Flight

                I had been noticing certain synchronicities with our angels for some time but I had been too busy to write them down.   I thought I better go ahead and share this latest one in my blog.   The other day I was deciding what picture to paint for a large space on a wall I have that happens to be in-between a large oil canvas of Padre Island that my mother did and an acrylic of butterflies that I had bought to go over the communications portal which St. Germain helped me create in the southeast corner of my apartment.   Said portal, by the way is not at all completed.   In all honesty I don't anticipate it to be finalized for another year or two.   But since I look at the wall daily I still wanted to fill the space to satisfy my aesthetics as a designer.

                So, I took up my brushes and began a small watercolor sketch to get the idea of what I wanted before I committed myself to a large oil canvas.   The way it works for me is that I just allow what comes to me to go on the paper.   Paper is cheap.   So I can play that way.   The brush made two big wings.   Then the details of the wings like the angels might have.   Then a head that an angel might have, and etc.   Soon, I had an angel, but in landing mode.   I thought it was unusual but I didn't think anything else about it.   I just went with it and I loved it.  I played with the colors and visualized how it could look 10 x bigger and up on the wall.   I might even keep it in watercolor as that medium is to me a bit more ethereal than oil when it comes to angelic themes.

                   Anyhow, not long after I sketched the angel, I'd just finished enjoying hearing the soundtrack of a recent movie I had seen, but when it ended the sound suddenly went to a weather station documentary on some long missing pilots, like Fossett, who was later found dead.  100s of planes are found crashed in the Sierra Nevadas due to Lee waves.   Possibly even more so than in the Bermuda Triangle.   These are due to atmospheric stationary waves that are detrimental to small aircraft that take more time to climb the height that those waves are constantly undulating than the little planes are capable of making before the next wave.    This Fosset pilot had not registered his log book prior to his flight.   He knew to also.   He was experienced.   It was years later that a hiker came upon his identification, and then the subsequent teams located the scraps of his scattered charred plane which no Google Earth could possibly have seen.   Nothing from the sky could have detected any of that in that wilderness among those pines and that jagged terrain.   So at long last we finally knew.

                   I gleaned that this message from the "landing angel" picture that my sweet angelic guides gave me was of a presentiment importance to pass along.   It was so cute too that they even had me put hands behind the angel, and I don't like doing hands--so I figured out later that must have been his rudders or flaps or whatever.  (They keep me in stitches.)

                    Even if you do not fly a plane but just drive, and even if you do not know anybody before you leave your house, write down on a slip of paper where you are headed that day.   It could help those who (God forbid of course) may find you and need to know the details of when, where, and what happened, or it could help those who are looking.    But, never ever forget to ask Archangel Michael to shield and protect you before you leave!  He will keep you safe.

                  I get such fun from their messages such as these.   I will look back at the end of a busy day and see various things that suddenly make sense and I'll get such a big grin.   It's like a happy inside joke they share with me.    I'm always grateful for their guidance, and so I suppose that is why they continue to bring it.   

Thank You Dear Angels !!   💟