Sometimes I wonder if I am mad to believe in angels, healing, intuition and all that jazz. Crazy to believe it and to act on it. To quit my job, thinking I could become a writer and an energy healer. But anything is possible when it is meant to be and when we work for it.
The past week I've been having doubts. Sometimes it's like a bucket of cold water falling on me. I keep calling on Archangel Jophiel to lift my spirits and keep me forward-facing. Fear is an illusion we can do without.
I am doing my best to stay grounded, move forward and have faith. And wouldn't it be nice if magic were real? Not in the Disney sort of way, but in a co-creator with the Universe way. Maybe its about seeing our fears for what they are - an illusion - and seeing life for what it can be.
