How do you speak with your Angels? The best place to start is where you are; think of all the creative ways a divine being would communicate with you, without drawing too much attention.
The more you look for those lucky coincidences, unexpected joys, and the more you look into yourself, the easier it will be to see how Angels influence your life.
I think one of the greatest ways to communicate with Angels is through writing and poetry. Poetry, like prayers, can help shed light on ourselves and teaches us to grow as people.
My Angel, Adalia
Does my Angel have a name,
and does it ripple or ring?
When does she appear?
What message does
my Angel bring?
I want to see--
the Angel who watches,
Your Angel speaks
with laughter and joy,
when she appears,
she is like the clear blue sky,
Her name is Adalia,
and she is always near.
You only have to believe in yourself,
Adalia will be there.
When I asked to see, the angel said to look within. That only through kindness could the Angel be heard, felt, or seen; because the Angel was not “out there,” but hidden in my heart. Then the world was not as threatening, when I realized that I too could be like my Angel.
Look to your world, for I am the face of God’s creation. My visions speak to me, and I speak through them to you. I am the breaking dawn; I am rolling with hills of green. I am raining in showers of might. I am the diamond dew upon flowers, shimmering with light. I am still an echo of each heavenly flame. All is now good and true.
I smile with the plants that bloom underneath, when wilderness calls me into divine name. I wander through a vast realm of earthly color and starry mystery. I feel the world hum in the breath of the sky. If I were winged, I’d fly into the clouds. Oh, but a mere mortal, I must be. For I have fallen below the realm of the sky. Now I walk with you, gentle child, take my hand and learn to see.
“Who are you?”
I am the voice inside the wind,
The soles beneath your feet,
I call to you like the birds.
I sing to you as you sleep,
I am a billowing wave, and
a shower of light, I am a messenger.
I’ll show you the way,
through the darkest night,
to the clearest day.
We are all God’s Angels.
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Yes endeed because I don't know where I would be today if it had not been for my writing,because I beleive the more I try to help others the more he trys to help me,many,many blessins to you for you are blessed''