I got my wings today.
No bell chimed. No angelic harmony resounded. They were just handed to me.
An official metal pin from a national airline declared me “flight crew.” I flashed back to childhood when flying on TWA.
I recalled the thrill as my brother and I met the pilot in the cockpit and received our wings to wear during the flight.
This plastic trinket added a level of delight as we flew the friendly skies toward our next adventure. You can tell that story happened a long, long time ago as no one is getting in the cockpit these days.
As she handed me my wings, she said “You changed my life.”
Another story was pulled from the past as this lovely woman recounted an Angelic Healing Journey she had with me many years before. At that time, she was in a pickle. A serious one. The empowering words and images offered during that Angelic conversation revealed a fence on which she was sitting, and her power to move in one direction (up) or another (down). It offered her hope and a choice.
Apparently, as she reminded me, the Angels suggested the friendly skies were a part of that deal – strange as that was at the time.
It’s not my story to tell here.
I will mention that it involved tremendous courage, hardship, and adventure (not all of it soaring nor fun).
It isn’t every day that you learn the impact of something you offered to someone 10 years prior.
To be clear, I mean offered as the transmitter of the Angels’ messages embedded with their tremendous wisdom, love, compassion, and wit. Holding that pin, we spoke of her decision to follow the invitation to fly through her challenges to discover what was on the other side.
Years of hard work led to doors opening and life changing in ways that continue to amaze her.
Life showed her that there was more in store for her when she dared to get off that damn fence. How making one choice and taking small actions led to the next choice, the next actions, and the next open door.
We spoke about personal responsibility and the commitment to dare to live a life she dreamed about.
We kept the conversation going.
Exploring how to keep expanding and prepare for the inevitable tough times life was sure to deliver. The adventure of living offers ongoing opportunities for transformation.
As any traveller knows, excitement and trepidation may accompany you on the journey.
Facing the next challenge, you have the option to back away, sit on the fence, or step on the path. All approaches are understandable, yet one choice ultimately allows you to fly more freely toward your destiny.
Did I mention that she became a flight attendant much to her surprise?
Those Angels, they know stuff.
Wings in hand, now part of the “flight crew,” I was reminded to seek the open skies in my life. To have the courage to look deeply within when challenged so I might understand the gift life is presenting. Then make that choice, take that action, and walk through that opening door.
I hope you know that new horizons exist beyond your current vision.
And that you have plenty of Angelic helpers to guide your steps along the unique path you are walking. Trusting that each step awakens greater courage and offers the excitement of the next new discovery awaiting you.
Claim your wings. You don’t need the pin to soar higher. After all, the sky’s the limit.
Peace be with you and with all. No exceptions.
Learn the one essential skill that allows you to face any challenge with confidence, sturdiness, and inner calm.
More than a technique. It’s a game changer.
As I climbed the hills in the Sacred Valley, every step was a prayer of gratitude. Pausing often to catch my breath in the high altitude, I drank in the beauty of the mountains, valleys, small towns, and roaming llamas.
It was a beautiful May day at Bryn Mawr College. I was looking forward to partaking in the annual May Day celebration at this college so infused with Welsh traditions.
The Thanksgiving Holiday is bringing families and friends together to share a meal with gratitude for the abundance of love, food, and pleasure.
Decision time. Do I take my dog out front in my pjs and pink fuzzy slippers to bless “his” fire hydrant or let him roam free in the backyard?
It was a gorgeous morning as I sat in the peaceful stillness of my kitchen. I settled in to watch the well orchestrated routine of the birds flying into the tree.
I was leaving Panera, hotfooting it back to work, when I witnessed the sweetest thing. An ancient couple holding hands and meandering slowly.
