I arrived home this afternoon and I found a feather in my lounge room. Inside. In a corner of my lounge room that’s furthest from either door. The screen doors are closed. And it’s not just any feather, it’s this one:
This is perplexing and I can accept no explanation other than it is a sign of some sort of spiritual presence.
I believe whole heartedly in Angels, my belief in them is unwavering. I also believe that they try to communicate with us. Too many things happen to be considered a coincidence. Earlier this year I walked out to my car and directly on the path to my car was a single, perfect, red tulip. It made my heart skip a beat, to see it there.
I see number sequences ALL. THE. TIME. I see them so often it drives me crazy. For the last few weeks I have been seeing combinations of 4’s and 1’s which (apparently) means I should tell my angels what I want because it is a good time to manifest my thoughts. I think it might be something to do with the fact that my gorgeous Mieke’s birthday was 4.1.41 but hey, maybe it’s a combo of both.
If you see repeating numbers, you can check out the meaning here:
http://sacredscribesangelnumbers.blogspot.com.au/p/index-numbers.html?m=1
Anyway, back to today’s feather: I might be completely mad (Lewis Carroll will tell us that all the best people are) but I’m taking it as a sign. Sometimes I think we just need reminding that Angels are all around.

