Wings of an Angel Blog…
Trauma Released
As I gingerly opened the box, the fragrance tickled my olfactory system. I peeled back layers of wet cardboard, paper, tissue paper and bubble wrap. Inside were two bottles…
Atmospheric Rivers
Record breaking heavy downpours known as "atmospheric rivers" created mudslides (not the tasty beverage), landslides and sinkholes in roads. Towns were evacuated, people were stranded on highways for 12+ hours, thousands of farm animals have drown due to the flooding throughout the province and many more remain trapped by the flooding waters.
Synaesthesia
Colours, shapes and words speak to me differently than most people. I feel words and taste colours. Words convert themselves to shapes, like squares and circles. Sentences speak to me as if they have their own identities like little human beings.
Death at My Door
Henry’s death brought me into alignment of who I wanted to be and to do work that I found meaningful and natural, the work I do today.
When people die, some come back for a brief moment to let their loved ones know that they are alive and well, on the other side. I’m sure you can imagine all the activity I’ve dealt with throughout the years...all of which I enjoy.
Drawing the Invisible Line
My friend and I took our socks and shoes off to allow our feet to enjoy the fresh mountain air. High above the world. we nestled into our own little pocket close to the mountains edge. The rock hugged our backs, the sparse grass softened our chosen place of rest. As we pulled our lunches out to enjoy this piece of heaven, the sun broke through the clouds and shone upon our faces.