After the grounding ‘earth’ story of my last blog my
attention was drawn to some lines of a Spanish poem; in my translation it says:
“Roots and wings. That the wings may take root and the roots may fly.”*
The first music I danced to, on my visit to
an Experience Week at Findhorn more than 20 years ago, was the song ‘I
believe in angels’ and from that moment on, I actually did. Or rather I started
to believe, but it was about believing in a different kind of angel to the
Roman Catholic guardian angels I had grown up with; now I opened up to the idea
of intelligent beings existing in nature - the kind that Dorothy MacLean* calls
‘Devas’. They over-light the flora, the fauna, landscapes, cities and
even to us, people. They are not like faeries or other existing ‘little people’
in the natural realm.
This was all new to me then, but it made so much sense! I
can now see angels as part of the metaphysical realm, being present in the air
and of vital, integral importance to all life. It helps me to know that
there are higher beings or universal forces out there, beings that see me, love
me, know me and give support, inspiration and encouragement. We are not alone!
I repeat this every morning and thank them. It makes a difference and I can
recommend it to you.
Dorothy says that every place has its own ‘Landscape Angel’. So I imagine Findhorn
beach has one too. And on a beautiful day during a walk along the beach
of sand and pebbles at Moray Firth, I suddenly looked up into the bright
blue sky. There I saw this shape or figure appear, in between the clouds; like
a heart, like an angel…. Do you see it in the photo?
Here at Findhorn we knew Frances Ripley as a
remarkable woman and community member. She made many subtle drawings of the
Nature Spirits. In her book ‘Visions Unseen’* she writes how
“they have the capacity to show themselves in a variety of forms, or else as
formless swirls of colour and light”. Wow. Well, yes… that’s what I
saw…..! So I sat a bit more on that beach enjoying ‘my’ angel. Until the
wind took her away….
It is all in the air, all around us, to give us life — with
every breath. The Breath of Life.
Text and photo: © Adriana Bijman, February 2015. Blog
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* "Raices y
alas.Pero que las alas arraiguen y las raíces vuelen.” by Spanish poet Juan
Ramón Jiménez, ‘Diario de un poeta recién casado’, Madrid 1916
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