Sad Faces in all kinds of Places

Up early this morning, rushed about to get the usual drab housework out of the way.  Today I'm heading into town, got a special purchase to find; a pressie for my Sister's birthday.  Not exactly 21 but near enough. Oh she'll cringe when she reads this.

The weather is dreary and cold, rain pouring down in bucketfuls but it doesn't dampen my spirit and I know I'm just going to get the right present.  My daughter and I head off in the car, I'm wearing a big smile on my face, looking forward to my day out - Freedom at last!

Town is pretty quiet for a Wednesday morning, thank God, can't abide throngs and crowds.  Too much energy and negativity to deal with.  But this morning is bliss as I enjoy myself, strolling around with only the odd individual passing by completely engrossed in their own thoughts or nattering away on their phones.

After musing about in a few shops, we return to the Shopping Centre and the crowds have built up a little.  As I walk through the on coming sea of faces, I can't help but notice how many people look sad, blank, or downright angry. Why I ask my angels are they so upset?  The only response I get is 'Life'.  Engrossed in their busy lives they've been rushing about getting this and that done, minds somewhere else and totally ignoring all that is around them.  I wonder if they're thankful for being here today?  How many miracles have they experienced today?  Do they know they all have an Angel walking behind them?

However, I can't seem to stop smiling and every now and then I catch someone looking at me.  They have a questioning look.  I imagine I can hear them sayin, "What's she smiling at?"  It doesn't stop me smiling and sadly I only receive 2 smiles back.

I figured out why I was smiling, I was meant to brighten up their day.
So Smile when you can it can help someone you don't even know in so many ways.

The Art of Day-Dreaming

As a young child I had a fondness for wandering off by myself.

Living in the countryside in rural Ireland back in the early 70's meant that life was more relaxed and safe.  So my parents never worried when I disappeared for a while.  The angels would take me through tall meadows, along the old tinkling stream or to sit on a large stone in the river and watch the fish swim about beneath the water.

I never felt in danger and the angels always told me where to put my foot and what to hold on too.  When I began school to my horror I couldn't just roam off and investigate the sounds in the grass or wait for the 12 o'clock train to whoosh past, no I was firmly stuck and hated every minute of it.  

After a week or so of this 'prison state' the angels explained daydreaming to me; a wonderful idea, - my body in one place and my mind somewhere else enjoying myself and having fun.  Better still I could play with the rabbits and birds instead of just watching them from a distance.  The idea of daydreaming was a hit.  

So I guess i've been a daydreamer all my life - always somewhere else.  However as my parents liked to call it 'off with the fairies' or 'not paying attention,' etc. 

Daydreaming was the angels way of introducing me to meditation and from that early age of 4, I started doing this regularly.  When I was experiencing difficult times or even in boredom, i'd take myself off and experience lots of wonderful exciting places and experiences.  Not being a great socialiser at school it also meant that I had somewhere to spend break-times; up in a big red balloon soaring across the sky like a bird or sitting on a cloud, even battling crocodiles in a wild dangerous river, much better than kicking an old ball around a school yard. Teachers would tell my parents I had a great imagination, but how could i explain it?  It was easier to go along with it.  

As the years rolled on, I found I could move my mind instantly to a place of my choosing and even with my eyes open (this was handy so as not to be caught daydreaming in class).  At some point the angels disappeared from my vision but they were always there when I daydreamed or at night in my dreams.  I felt their guidance and help every day of my life, although I cannot physically see them, I know they're there.  I feel their presence in a gentle touch, a slight breeze on my cheek, someone playing with my hair. They've even been known to give me the odd 'shove' every now and then.  

I'm very thankful for all my angels have given me, shown me and allowed me to experience.  As a child I new I wasn't mad or strange, although different, I wasn't better than others but I knew I saw and experienced things they never would.  And as a child that made me sad; today my understanding is better and I know this is my path in life.  Tune into your angels they have so much to share with you.  

As a starting point try daydreaming.  

Good luck, Cora xx