A hunch is angel talk and probably should not be ignored. The Holy Spirit that swirls. Provided to guide you morally to the end of your days and night. To help humankind and your self.
Listen to your hunches, pay attention to your intuition, do not dismiss your random thoughts. Heaven talks in snippets, not in speeches. Angels whisper fast. They have to when they’re flying around, attempting to keep up with humankind. Especially roustabouts like me.
Honor your Hints from Heaven. They could be giving you the best advice you ever had. The advice you keep on needing, all of the days of your life.
A succession of auspicious dates calls this message forth: April Fool’s Day/Easter – your choice among this overlaid holiday – and April 2, the day of my mother’s birth. I fervently believe she’s an angel, watching over me busily from heaven, never resting while in eternal rest.
Lately she’s attempting to help me correct my posture, my tendency to hunch (!), her admonition that began in my teens. Yoga teachers have called it ‘responsible posture’, the forward shoulder sag. Others call it a slouch. ‘Tis related to computer keyboard hover, and I’ve been doing much of that. I attempt to correct it thousands of times a day, but inner thoughts, the ideas that compel writing, overtake my attempts to be kind to my back.
I need help, your hints – share yours, Constant Reader, please and thanks.
P.S. Another angel just tapped me, metaphorically, on the shoulder, instantly inciting a posture correction: I believe that my grandmother, for who I am named, was my first visible angel. And, she persists.
Must be our angels in communication — I was just working on my posture and thinking about it when I saw your blog. I’ll send you my angel/ángel
I need all the angels I can get, Peggy. Thanks!
haha. This reminds me Our water aerobics instructor always stressed posture. She used to say put your shoulders in your back pocket, which meant to pull those shoulders back and don’t shrug. She’d keep reminding us so that we got in the habit of reminding ourselves and would suddenly draw those shoulders back. So one of my friends said she was sitting in church when she remembered. She said she sat up straight, pulled those shoulders back, thrust out her chest, and realized the pastor was looking at her aghast at the display.
haha…one wonders what line of the sermon he thought she was responding to…
and suddenly I hear the refrain “Onward Christian soldiers…”