Angels exist

Angels are among us. It’s true. I’ve met them. Heck, I’ve seen them. There’s the people who hand a bag of groceries outside their car window to someone on the side of road with a sign: “Need Food.” And the person who gives $10 to someone in front of them at grocery to finish paying their bill. Maybe, it’s as simple as smile to a complete stranger that lights their day. Yes, those people are angels, people who make a positive difference in someone’s life.
Then there are those who are true angels, those who come down from the ethereal and become human for a moment in time.  
Early on my spiritual journey, I worked as a freelance writer for the Lake Edition of the Orlando Sentinel. I wrote mostly feature articles on people, school happenings and other community events. One of my regular weekly columns was a spotlight, which included walking up to strangers, asking questions and taking their photograph. I was at one of my regular haunts, the Lady Lake Library when I saw this elderly man reading the newspaper. I asked if he would participate in the spotlight and he said no. I thought it was odd because I had this gift of just knowing who would do it and ultimately make a great feature. Imagine that. LOL. Moments later like 10 feet in front of him this woman came up to me, put her arm around me and said she thought that man would make a great spotlight. I agreed. I felt like she knew him. She encouraged me to go back, so I did. He said he couldn’t hear what I said the first time. I turned my back for a split second and she was gone. I raced up and down the aisles to find her and near the entrance of the library I asked the person behind the desk if they had seen a woman with long golden blonde hair with a beautiful tan. She had not noticed her and no else had either. I made my way back to the elderly man and asked if he had seen the woman I was talking with just a few feet in front of him, and he said he hadn’t and that he would surely remember someone that pretty, if he had. During the interview, I learned that his wife and life partner since high school had recently died. He shared stories about her that made my heart smile. When I left him, he seemed much lighter. I wondered if that woman could’ve been an angel. Later that night I went to my mediumship class and shared the experience with everyone. We decided she was indeed an angel. A few days later in mediation she appeared on my clairvoyant screen, miniature sized. When our eyes met, she disappeared just like that day. Poof! She was gone from sight. It was a confirmation.
Rise above the chaos. Do your best not to live there. Rise above it. Your act of kindness will make a difference no matter how large or small.
Acts of kindness are angelic – not so much the acts, but the results. Please Do! Blessings!