Do you ever talk with angels?
Wait, hold up – if you aren’t sure how you want to answer that just yet, let me roll this out another way:
I have the weirdest thing for wires right now. As in: power lines. (Barbed wire, too, but that’s probably another conversation.)
I keep snapping pictures of them. I know it’s springtime and the thing to do would be to photograph flowers but for me, for some reason, it’s wires. They fascinate me.
Likely boring as sin to the average person, these images I’m collecting – and trust, there are a heaping lot of them – are alive to me. They speak. They buzz.
I love the way the monstrous cables stretch and sag and loop and drape and glide and crisscross each other, endlessly it seems.
The wild, groping live wires slung up sky-high across the miles have me strangely locked in on them. There is a pull, a curious draw of some sort.
And so it is that I have come to believe in communicating with angels. Not just believing in angels as some lofty thing to throw around, but learning that they are real fields of brilliant energy and they are up for real, true, actual back-and-forth conversations.
I believe angels speak to us through signs and symbols in the real world that we can understand. They may not make their messages strikingly obvious (sometimes they do) but they make them interesting, mysterious and intriguing enough that we learn to listen closely; to pay attention to ourselves, to our world . . . and to them.
Over the past few weeks I’ve been practicing fine-tuning my call/response relationship with universal Energy, specifically with angels*.
One of the coolest things I am experiencing is that we are not left alone to drift aimlessly through our lives. Not even a little bit. Instead, we are constantly supported and sought out by a Love so eager for union that it never ceases to reach for us.
We exist in an interactive universe where peaceful, loving energy is constantly being transmuted, extended and exchanged. Human and divine are learning each other.
And when we make a spiritual request, answers head our way immediately and without fail. Our job is to tune in to the current, to plug in to the divine conversation, so that we can learn to receive the guidance we seek.
— Allison Marie (@GloryBegin) April 29, 2015
Weeks ago I asked the angels to show up for me in real ways. I wanted something I could vibe with, sink my claws into; something I could hold, some kind of viable indication that living in this world doesn’t cut us off from our spirit but instead channels us closer to it.
I rock the meditation scene. I adore working with inner light and learning to navigate the sacred space within. I am more than comfortable with invisible – but I still want REAL.
I want to feel something. I want something I can feed on, cling to, thrive off of. Something that makes me feel alive. I want something delicious – a connection that’s got moxie, verve, spice.
I want a conversation that’s powerful. Electric.
The wires, yeah?
The wires, it just could be, are a clue, a visible sign of an invisible truth: The electricity itself may be unseen but the power is real.
No matter what the circumstance, we are equipped with a direct connection to the Source through the power of our intuition, our spiritual life line. All we need to do is plug in. By tuning in to the high vibes of the universe, we become like the wires, the ones that stretch across the miles to reach each other and offer each other a current, a pulse, a connection.
I get that. I can see that. I can feed on that.
The angels communicate with us in ways we will understand. What takes some getting used to is realizing that we have to feel our way through the entire relationship we develop with these beautiful, clever Guides.
Our eyes will rarely – if ever – see them.
Our ears will rarely – if ever – hear them.
But our intuition (our homing device, our wire tap into Love) senses their presence all the time. And one by one, we are waking up to their call for connection.
I’ll be straight with you guys – I can’t tell you I know exactly what the message is in this lovely, tangled mess of photos of power lines.
I only know for weeks now I’ve been actively engaged in a whole new level of interaction with the angels, my guides, my messengers. And throughout these weeks I have been (borderline obsessively) photographing power lines.
I believe there are messages coming at us constantly and I believe this is one for me.
Maybe we are hesitant to trust. Maybe we need to slow it down and give our divine relationships time. I don’t know the full breadth and depth of what we can discover about talking with angels.
But I can promise you this:
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*If you want to learn more about what I’ve been up to in this area, get in touch with me on Facebook here. In the meanwhile, let me point you in the direction of the stellar and amazing Amy Oscar and her divine angel work; she is legit.