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THOUGHT FOR FEBRUARY
“. . from this dark cold hotel room and the endlessness that you fear. You were pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie. You’re in the arms of the angel, may you find some comfort here. . . “
Sarah McLachlan – CD:Surfacing Track: Angel
There was a time when angels played no conscious part of my day to day life, and my professional work took me away from home and around the world on a regular basis. Much of my time was spent alone, in faceless rooms and with empty evenings that stretched into hollow nights. There was a price to pay for the superficial glamour of it all and that was a loneliness of the soul.
The scrap of paper is still tucked into my wallet just in case I ever need reminding. I trust that in sharing.
Somehow, one day, a small piece of paper, no more than a torn scrap, came into my possession. It made its way into my wallet; surfacing from time to time, and the words typed upon it were those quoted above. I kept that piece of paper although I had no idea where it came from, or who had given it to me, or indeed what the words were, it had touched me.
It was some years later, when my life had changed beyond recognition(and angels were as normal to me as a cup of tea and a piece of toast,) I was somewhere or other driving along with the radio playing in the background. Although I was not particularly listening, I suddenly heard with crystal clarity, within the lyrics of a song, words I recognised.
I paid attention, and made a mental note of the artist. It was Sara McLachlan. The words I had recognised were those written upon that scrap of paper all that time ago.
I was able to track down the CD and listen to her words within the whole piece.
When I look back on that cold empty time of my life, I can still touch on the feeling of loneliness that was a big part of my life. Often it did indeed feel like “wreckage” and I had no way of seeing the end to it, it was all I knew. That little scrap of paper was a way of letting me know I was not alone and that the “arms of the angel” were there for me all along.
The angels have many ways of getting through to us, some are quite subtle, tender even, and others rather more dramatic and awesome. They rely on us to pay attention and to act, to make the changes and choices that are for our highest good and greater purpose. They can only show us; the rest is up to us. These days, I am absolutely comfortable with silence and stillness. I know I can use those times to serve my soul well, there is no longer fear to be faced.
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