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Courage to Face the World Angel

Courage to Face the World Angel sharpie drawing by me

Another angel for someone I know who really doesn't think she can face the world right now, or truly ever again. I give this angel as a reminder to her of the beauty and vibrancy of life, and the loving arms and hearts, that when she is ready to feel them and let them in, are waiting to wrap themselves around her wounded spirit, and that she doesn't have to be perfect, or do anything all alone, especially getting up from a painful tumble. 

I give this angel as a reminder that she has the strength and courage inside her to move forward and let go of any thoughts that are scaring her and telling her that there is no way to move forward. My wish for her is that she gets distracted by beautiful colors, patterns, unexpected laughter, interesting tidbits of our world, or stories of wonder and redemption. Let this angel give her courage to embrace her sensitive nature, and remind her that it is often she who gives others wings as she welcomes them with open arms and a gentle heart, but let her be kind to herself when her sensitivity makes her hurting feel bone-deep. 

I send her this angel, keeper of the sunrise, to revive her aching golden heart.


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  1. Your friend is lucky! Funny I first read as the angel's name being World Angel and the courage required being facing the angle. Then I read it as the Angel being our ally in finding courage to face the world. There is something to my first (mis)understanding. It takes courage to face an angel, the mirror of our own radiance. Beautiful, beautiful angel. Fear not!

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    1. So funny! I just laughed spitting coffee out all over when I read this. Yes, the title doesn't let you do italics. I guess I could have put in quotes for clarity, but glad I didn't!! Thanks for sharing your perception, because that was actually really powerful! So hard to face our own radiance! I think this might be even more apt to the situation for my little friend! Thank you for bringing this to light. Funny though that I had to read your comment a couple times before I got it too, because you had angle written in there for angel, which took me down even one more road of thought, looking at things from different angles! This was so fun with you!! Thanks!

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