I have told this story to many people now, and everyone I have shared it with tells me they have to agree that some things in life just can not be explained away as “coincidence.”
As you, my reader, knows, I believe in a higher source. I also believe in Archangels, and in particular, Michael. I have felt the presence of the Archangel Michael around me many times. I have had many signs from him, and I often feel him watching over me.
I wanted a painting of the Archangel Michael to put up above my desk, and I found the perfect one – it portrayed him as very handsome, with lovely green wings. The painting is so beautiful that I look at it many times during the day. Green happens to be a colour that I favour, and in the picture, Michael is holding a sword, with a brilliant blue aura surrounding it. The Archangel is strong, with features so perfect that nothing could be more beautiful. He is bare from the chest up and has a strong, masculine body. His hair is long and he hovers over the mountains below, ever-protective.
I stumbled across yet another journal that I felt would be perfect to use for my affirmations and visions. I purchased it impulsively because it was the same shade of green that the artist used to paint the wings of Archangel Michael. It was not until I arrived home that I realized that the pages were filled with beautiful affirmations. I felt very blessed and “in tune” with myself and the world around me.
Back when I had decided I was serious about becoming a professional speaker, I flew to Brisbane with Ron for his two-day intensive presentation course. On the second day of the course, I was stressing and worrying about my business, and my parents had rung me that particular morning with a problem they were dealing with. I felt overwhelmed and told Ron I needed to meditate and write in my journal before class.
I dutifully read my affirmations and wrote in my journal. I prayed to the Archangel Michael on the walk back to please give strength and let me know that I was heading in the right direction in my life. I had not even finished my prayer when I happened to look down. Right before me on the ground was the most exquisite green and yellow feather I had ever seen, just as if he had been dropped from the Archangel Michael’s wings himself. Tears of joy ran down my face, and I excitedly ran back to tell Ron. As usual, he shook his head at me and said again, “How much more proof do they have to give you?” Ron knew that I had been receiving many signs and that I was definitely heading in the right direction; it was I who had the doubts.
The next morning, after we had journeyed back from Brisbane, I discovered that I had somehow lost my precious feather and journal. I thought I must have left it on the plane. I was terribly disappointed and became deeply upset. I rang Qantas airlines and the bus company that transported me from the terminal to my car. They did not have my journal.
I hung up and walked Grace to school with a heavy heart. We walked up our usual path, by the Manly dam and through my favourite nature spot. Grace tried to comfort me. On the way up the path, I prayed to Archangel Michael again and asked that he somehow return it to me; that the journal had many of my deepest thoughts in it, and I didn’t want anyone reading it. Apart from that, my business was still floundering at the time, and my parents were in more distress than I had realized over their own problems.
I kissed Grace good-bye and followed my tracks back home, exactly where Grace and I had walked. Again, I prayed to Archangel Michael. As I continued walking back home, to my utter disbelief, I found another exact feather! One thousand kilometers away from the first one I had found! Now, there is nothing unusual in finding feathers; but there is, however, something very unusual in finding a green and yellow feather. A few days later, I found a smaller version of the same feather, without the yellow. I needed no further “signs” that the Archangel Michael had heard and answered my prayers, and this brought me great relief and happiness.
I was to find out the next day that Ron had packed my diary and my original feather and safely brought it back for me. I placed all my feathers together in the front of my office, directly opposite my picture of the Archangel Michael.
A few weeks later, I was still practicing my daily meditations and trying to stay focused on the business succeeding -- and not my debt! On this particular morning I had gone for my run and returned home to make my cappuccino and toast, as it was my habit to take it outside on the veranda to enjoy whilst I wrote in my journal. As I sat down, I said aloud to the Archangel, “Are you sure I am on the right track?” and in that very instant I glanced down and in the corner of my eye, stuck right in the edge of the sliding door lip, was a small baby feather with a green tip!
As of this writing, I have collected so many identical feathers I cannot count how many, all which I attribute to the answered prayers and watchful care of my Archangel Michael. They appear to me always when I need an answer to something, and some times, for no reason, I will change the direction I am walking to find a feather on my new path.
These green and yellow feathers always show up when I need strength. In November 2007 I had a clairvoyant reading my Michael of Psychic Oranges, he has read for me for nearly 5 years now and every time 97% of what he says comes true. The following stories however were something that left me without a doubt that my brother Gary, lives on in another energy form somewhere.
In this reading Michael told me my brother Gary was around. He said that Gary was holding up the letter B and he was with the dog that just passed. My mother had just recently put her loved dog to rest and his name was Bully. He then said, he is with all the dogs with B, true mum had two other similar dogs, Blocker and Butch. He then told me he is also with the bird. My bird, Coyote had recently died. This was all fine and he said many other things that were no doubt coming from my brother but the thing he said next made me cry. Michael told me that Gary loves the tattoo, he loves the tattoo of the feather! Just three weeks before this reading I had a tattoo of a feather put on my lower back in memory of Gary.
Michael then told me that Gary said that if my computer goes on and off I would know it was him, and that I should expect a parcel in the post soon, and I would open it and immediately think of Gary and that he was somehow involved. I dismissed that comment as I could not imagine how that could possibly happen. Gary said I would also know when angels were around me.
A couple of weeks after this reading, I was stressed about my love life and feeling very down. I was on my computer and it flicked on and off, and I thought – hmmm I wonder. The next day, I went to the post office in the morning and collected a parcel. I opened the parcel and I received a beautiful note from a lovely lady Lisa, Lisa owns an online gift website called Beautiful Baskets, and we had met each other online after she contacted me after reading my story about Gary. I was shocked to learn not long after our friendship began that Lisa had also suffered an enormous loss, her beautiful little girl had had a terrible accident and was taken to heaven.
Her story is very inspiring and Lisa is a woman of great courage and strength. Lisa’s note said “Deb, I saw this and immediately thought of you”.
I wondered what on earth was in the parcel and as I opened it up there was an exquisite white feather, with a gold bow on it. It’s stunning and with it was this beautiful poem.
An Angel’s Touch…..Friend
The other day I looked above
and saw an Angel near
I asked a favour for someone I love
and hoped
my message clear.
Please Angel,
let my Friend see
She’s loved so very much
and Angel
will you promise me
to let her feel your touch.
The Angel Spoke
and moved my way
that’s when the feather fell…
“This gift is yours to
give her this day,
it proves my promise well”.
I had another visit by Gary on the 10th anniversary of his death. I was walking along the lagoon listening to a modern version of Bolero on my ipod, when I felt Gary hold my hand. He walked along with me and I felt an overwhelming sense of peace. Gary told me that the last 10 years of my life had been tough but the next were going to be amazing. I will never forget how I felt, so elated with my life, and now being back with my brother. It was such an exquisite moment.
I asked him to send me a feather as proof that this was not all in my imagination. I walked along Manly Beach and sat on the wall feeling very happy and contented. Then I looked down and saw the biggest green feather I have found to date. It was just in front of me and a metre further up was one more. I knew it was a message from Gaz and proof I really had been with him. I was elated.
At time of finishing this manuscript I can say, I am a truly blessed woman, living the life I love and knowing that I deserve it, it is my birthright to live like this. I am in constant Gratitude to The Source of all Creation to have given me the strength to learn and tap into what everyone should have - attracting the life you want. What I can do, you can do too.
Coincidence, you may say? You’ll never convince me of that! As I finish this story of my life experiences to date, peacefully looking at my feathers and knowing that in this life, there are forces so powerful, so magnificent, so wonderful, and are ours to tap into -– if only we open ourselves to the process.
