Come in all shapes and sizes.  Wild, yellow, haloed, Tinkerbell tiny, Glenda the Good Witch gowns…

Songs have been written, guardians have been created and no consensus can be found as to their nature or form.  One thing is for sure, those who have experienced their “angel(s)” see them as real and unique.  I myself have a parking angel who provides rock star parking when she’s in the mood.  Her mood of course depends upon my own.  I don’t communicate well with her when I’m being a sour puss.

Somewhere over the rainbow her sister showed up in the Aloha state to share with me a drawing by Angels of Mary.  I hope I captured the painting with my simple camera which has made such a difference in my life since that time.

She whispered “Most people don’t know there are angels whose only job is to make sure you don’t get too comfortable and fall asleep and miss your life.”

All too often we look to angels to rescue, save or make things better for us.  The truth is Dorothy would never have found herself without the trip on the Yellow Brick Road.  Her angels came in the form of dark clouds, a tornado, munchkins, Elphaba, Glenda and three really cool strange characters.

How did your angels show up today?   Mine showed up as exhaustion, frustration and mediocrity.  Each of these emotions reminded me that my life ebbs and flows and is not always a roller coaster high.

Over this rainbow a simple blue bird whispered “don’t be too comfortable and miss your life”.   I wasn’t comfortable today and it was only a reminder.   Thank you to my angels.