Of Angels and Peace
“We are each of us angels with only one wing, and we can fly only by embracing one another.” – author unknown.
As a Catholic child I was raised in the Church when Masses were still in Latin, and reverence was a mighty force. We were taught by the nuns that each of us has a guardian angel sent by God to watch over us and to keep us safe. We were to envision our angel sitting upon our shoulder, especially when we were afraid.
This certainly helped when I was convinced at the age of six that there were alligators under my bed! Inevitably I would call to my father, who then turned all the lights on in my room and held me by the hand as we looked under my bed together. No, there were no alligators. Back to bed I went, still unconvinced once the lights were out, but talking to my guardian angel until my eyes closed without fear, or perhaps by the enticement of exhaustion. When I became an adult and a fairly lapsed Catholic, there may have been an alligator in my bed, but that’s a story for another time.
These days, very much a grown-up and one who is at times bedeviled by changes all around, I find that I envision angels, guardian angels. They may not be upon my shoulder, but their essence, the spirit of them, is felt through words, deeds, and sometimes the quiet grace of their tolerance for me as I work through situations. We share bonds of friendship, some newly formed, and at least one that goes back years, now and was built on the phrase, “Pay it forward.” My love for these friends is abiding. Each one has a unique quality that sparkles in my mind. They are writers; they are poets, and one is an artist with a fancy flair for cupcakes! They give me a sense of peace, these angels do, and my heart is better for knowing they are in this world.
We were meant to be interdependent on this earth in sisterhood and brotherhood. “We are each of us angels with only one wing.” So if we are to survive, these guardian angels that were sent to us for strength are the very reason we can put our wings together and fly. We embrace one another and once again we fly, even if we do not know Latin.
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