Hello, When I was 22, I went through a particularly bad bout of Depression and was feeling like all hope was lost. I am a very spiritual person (but not religious) and I was trying to find a way to cope with all of my horrible feelings of dread and sorrow. My Grandmother is a Native medicine woman and I had learned the ways of communicating with the Creator and the Grandmothers and the Grandfathers through ceremony from her when I was a child. On this day I took my 4 year old son with me to a woodland area near my home and I burned some sweetgrass and prayed and sang to my elders while teaching my son about what I was doing. I cried so hard and prayed so hard that I must have been heard. We left shortly after I had finished crying and walked home in the rain. As we were walking, a car came up from behind and slowed down as it passed. I thought to myself that this person must be lost, (people often do get lost in this area) and probably needed to get directions. Shortly thereafter, the car came back toward us from the opposite direction and slowed once again. The window came down and this woman with red hair in a red Oldsmobile said as she rolled by," Be happy, everything will be good soon." Just like that the window rolled up and she sped off. I walked another few steps and stopped, wondering what just happened and as I realized there was no way of knowing what sort of emotional state I was in, I burst into tears. At that very moment the clouds parted just enough for the warm Autumn sun to shine down on my son and I just about fell to my knees. I know it sounds sort of cliche but that is my angel story. Every time I am faced with tough situations or difficult happenings in my life I am reminded of my messenger and the fact that The Creator wants me to be happy. Never doubt the power of prayer... Danette |
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