I remember taking walks with my parents as a small child and feeling Love and Joy when the sun’s rays radiated through the clouds as beautifully as they do in this photo my friend, Kim, captured this morning. I can imagine my father told me they were Angels and, I can just as easily imagine four year old me explained the Angels being present to my father. Maybe we don’t have to be told certain things? We just know? Some things are like that, aren’t they? Those Angels still make my heart stir and my arms open to receive their light and energy. Maybe one of them is even my father now?
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