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Do I believe in Angels - Part OnePosted on 12:00am Thursday 6th Nov 2008 We opened our 'Angels Whispers' blog to you and we received this story from one of Cards, Candles & Karma's regular customers and friend of the angels. We hope you enjoy and we look foward to receiving more in the future.
Do I believe in Angels - Part One
By Lorna of Weston, Bath
Many years ago I probably would not have been so quick to say yes.
With the life experiences I have had I have no doubt that we are all being guarded and guided by angels, some people might called it intuition or coincidence…For some people it might just be following your gut instinct or that feeling you get when you just know you are right.
When my life my mother lost her fight against cancer 17 years ago and passed away. I already had 3 beautiful girls. When she died I was 6 months pregnant with my son.
A few things happened of which at the time seemed Lucky…..No1 was that unbeknown to me I had lost my purse and it did have a large sum of cash in it. The person who found it took it into the local post office. The postmistress identified it as mine and returned it to me immediately.
My mum had died in the September so it was to be the first Christmas without her and my baby was due in the February. I carried on with the usual routine with the girls at playgroup and toddler group.
On one particular day the playgroups and the toddler groups Christmas parties were on the same day. So I spent some time at the playgroup and then went onto the toddler group.
To my surprise at the toddler group I was picked as the first winner in the raffle so I had to pick my prize. I then won the second draw. To my embarrassment I then won third. SO I insisted they pick again. Later that day the playgroup leader knocked on my door with a large soft yellow satin stuffed cat. To my amazement I had won it at their raffle. Once I had closed the door I burst into tears. I just knew it was a present for my new baby from my mum.
Yellow was my mum’s favorite colour!
After I had my son I was very low from having a fourth c section, followed by infection. My marriage was put under enormous strain, both emotionally and financially so we broke up; it wasn’t long before my husband was living with another woman and It was pretty obvious it had been going on for some time.
So there I was with four children under the age of six,a home that was under threat as my husband hadn’t paid the mortgage for six months, so I was feeling pretty sorry for myself.
One night I woke up in the early hours feeling totally loved hopeful and uplifted. I had dreamt that my mother had picked me up, gripped me tightly and we flew high up in the sky, we swooped and flew around Peter Pan style. It felt exhilarating, she then softly landed me on the ground cupped my face in her hands and said quietly that’s how it feels to fly.
The feeling and the dream stayed with me for days, it gave me hope and the will to carry on.
Even writing about it now many years later, I can still feel the feeling it gave me. I feel honoured to have had that experience as it had felt so real and it was truly beautiful.
Within that time span of my life one other extraordinary thing did happen, as a teenager I was always ribbed for never being able to wake up to alarm clocks or being called, the only thing that did wake me was the telephone.
One evening I had put all the children to bed. I then did the fatal thing of lying on the sofa and fell asleep. I have no idea how long I slept but woke up to the phone ringing,it made a continuious shrill sound. I went to the hall to answer, but there was no one there, I then noticed smoke billowing from the kitchen, I ran in to find that I had left eggs boiling for packed lunches, the pan had boiled dry and had caught fire. I safely managed to deal with it, and no harm done. Thank God. In those days we didn’t have 1471 to find out who had been ringing me. At the time I asked everyone I knew if they had rang me, they all said no.
My mum would have been well aware that the only thing to wake me would be the phone, so I believe it was angelic intervention again, who know what would have happened if the phone hadn’t rang.
I do have more stories to tell, these are the beginnings of my experiences.
I hope they might give people hope and inspiration.
Kind angelic wishes.
Lorna.
Paul Posted on 12:54pm Friday 7th Nov 2008 What a lovely story Lorna, thank you for sharing it, look forward to more. |
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