To me, the beauty of the angels is the sheer mystery with which they build the bridge between our dimension and theirs. I take pleasure from that which is hidden. I have never found myself, even as an engineer, searching for answers to the questions others throw into our existence.
Confronted by the sand's warm embrace, I stand secure against the wind's attempts to uproot me. A naughty breeze tugs at my hair and steals a scream of pain, leaving my mouth open to taste salty air. i dissolve into the wind's playfulness.
The tiger's eyes are burning suns contained only by the intense emotion on his face. The dazzle of his stripes blurs the bars of the fence and hypnotises me as he paces up and down. The ripple of his muscles as he turns back and forth, almost too fast, belies a calm interior.
I visited the Tygervalley Zoo near Cape Town a couple of weeks ago, so I have included messages from the big cats that honour that zoo with their presence. I need to remind you that i connect to their souls and often receive information on that level.
"Every soul is like a pizza-base. The difference is only in the top-ping. Choose carefully how you spice your topping. Either it will appeal to others or it won't" Some of the wisdom that i receive in the moment before wakefulness can be very odd.
As i walk past the calf I let my thoughts brush against her mind. Warm fuzzy thoughts of hot mother's milk flowing down my throat. It brings back the memory of the fresh, warm jersey milk my dad use to bring to the house every morning
"The soul in me bows to the soul in you". This is a wonderful saying. Since the angels started talking to me I was shown how this applies on so many levels. We are honoured for living this earthly life by many a soul on the other side.