Yesterday morning while sitting in the tub I was meditating about a certain issue. When I opened my eyes, I noticed this little angel on the soap dish. Her pose reflected my quandary, she seemed to be pondering a question, too. Or tuning into mine. I had to laugh because like most things I often look but do not see. I never really paid any attention to her before.
She was a reminder that so often purification is necessary before we can experience a new shift in perception. These days are filled with opportunities to cleanse our thoughts and see more clearly, to wash our cares away.
When I got out of the tub, I saw a small clipping from a magazine Elliot had cut out. "You Can Talk to Your Angels. Angels Are Near " He'd propped it up against a beautiful pink conch seashell on the bathroom shelf. Angels are around us always, but are we paying attention? I need to stay more vigilant that's for sure.