This afternoon while visiting a facility and my favorite elderly man, an angel showed up.
I was walking to the nurse’s station when an elderly woman in a wheelchair said “hello.” I touched her hand and asked, “How are you, darling?” I had never seen her before.
She answered giggling, “Not bad for an old lady!”
Squeezing her soft hand I commented, “Not bad for being alive.”
She let go and I continued my rounds. As I was heading out the long hall to the entrance, she was waiting for me. She had wheeled herself around the facility following me.
“Hey, what’s your name, beautiful?” She asked.
I knelt to eye level. “I’m Millie.” She couldn’t get it after five tries.
“Do you have another name?” She asked.
“Yes, cause your eyes sparkle. My name is Vera.”
I kissed her cheeks. Then something unexpected happened as I stared into Vera’s eyes: Clarity… surrounded through the presence of Divine guidance.
“Do you have regrets, Sparkles?”
“I don’t believe in them. I don’t!” I
shared this with a giant smile. I said it with pride.
Immediately she continued, “Now, Sparkles, just because you don’t believe in them doesn’t mean they don’t exist. Life has a way of catching up with regrets in here. My husband placed me in this new home….” She shared a lot of intimate details. I listened for a bit. Her saga was important to hear. Her legacy needed acknowledgement. My heart needed these lessons. And just like that she stopped and stared into my eyes. She shared what happens to regrets when they fester throughout a lifetime. They catch up even if you don’t believe in them. At the end of your life there is plenty to tally. Regrets for love or lack of love; not clearing out discords; not traveling or doing things you love. She had a list.
“Are you married, young one?”
“Is he a good man? A loving man? Do you go to bed appreciating the simple things?” She asked other deep rooted questions that required some processing.
I answered with yeses and loving thoughts. I answered in all honesty and to the best of my ability. She was glad to hear that I was loved and appreciated.
This last week I encountered deep-seated emotions based on love and acceptance of the past. Every single question she asked was like a therapist investigating the core beliefs and old programming. Vera was an instant source of confirmation, consciously providing an inkling of guidance. It was perfect timing in the most unexpected of ways.
“Vera, thank you. Thank you for your presence in my life today!” I kissed and hugged her tightly.
“I’m watching you, dear child. I’m keeping a close eye on you….”
I walked to my car holding it professional together but once in my little Kia Soul I lost my emotions.
In ten minutes, or so, the angel dug deep with many questions. Questions I ponder about life and love. As if she truly had been watching me forever, she answered with simple Divine guidance.
I don’t know if Vera actually resides there. It will be interesting to visit with her again. If she is indeed a patient or an angel in disguise.
Be open and willing to entertain the messengers. They come in all shapes, colors, sizes and ages. And when they show up be willing to open your heart completely and allow for the healing to take place.