Virginia

Do you believe in angels?

Well, I do.  

I am lucky enough to feel a visit from one of the angels a couple of times a year. The experience is always extremely moving, deeply powerful, and unexpected. All I know is that my soul first acknowledges the visit. I feel it first, and then my mind catches up to understand the message and the grace pouring through me.

When I hear the name Virginia, I think of my grandmother. My grandma was an abused woman; she had a hard life. When I was a little girl, I remember thinking my grandma didn't like me or even love me.  

Now that I'm older, I know that she had too much pain to love me. 

Last Saturday morning, when I was searching for music for my yoga class, I came across a song with these lyrics.

"Virginia don't sound like she used to.

Virginia don't feel like she used to.

But I can feel her heart beating for me, baby.

I know her heart's beating for me, yeah."

 And that's when I felt her grace. I burst into tears, knowing it was my grandma, Virginia. I could feel her love wrap around me like a warm blanket. I cried on and off for the next five hours, feeling her close inside my heart. It was as if she wrapped her angel wings around me and let me know she loved me and that she was here. I knew it was true.

I hope this story reminds you of your angels, and may your heart be open to their grace.

xo,

Diana

PS. I included the link to the song.

https://open.spotify.com/track/3IaiE79NEdlJvM7iIyv7R5?si=87e9bb9e89474076