My Guardian Angels

There was once a time that I didn't believe in angels at all. As anyone who has read my profile or other spirituality hubs that I have written knows, I was a pagan for quite a long time. I believed in everything it seemed: Everything except good and evil, that is. Angels weren't part of my world for a long time. I didn't see how they could exist an dI couldn't rationalize them at all. I believed in ghosts, of that much I was sure. I had seen and heard so many strange things that I had no room to not believe in ghosts during that period of my life.

It never occurred to me that something I could see but others couldn't either didn't exist or was something different entirely. I didn't think much about halicinations, as I have been "diagnosed" as "sane" by many psychiatrists and for some reason, "ghosts" seemed like the most reasonable explanation to me.

The strangest case, however, was an occasion when I didn't realize, until recently, that I was the only person who saw two individuals who might have literally saved my life.

My Sister's Bicycle

When I was seven years old, I finally learned how to ride a two-wheel bike without training wheels. My sister had been adopted the previous year and she was already getting close to riding at the age of five. I was embarrassed and wasn't going to be shown up by my younger sister, but my father was struggling to teach me how to ride. I kept falling, and falling made me nervous. I stopped trying after a time.

Luckily for me and my ego, a friend managed to teach me how to ride properly. She lived on a long cul-du-sac and I therefore had an area where I could ride in relative safety. If it had not been for her and her road, I probably would have given up on learning to ride!

But knowing how to ride, and even for a while being quite proficient at it, didn't make me an intelligent rider. This was in the days before helmet laws and because my family also lived on a cul-du-sac, my parents didn't think there was any risk of allowing me to ride up and down our own street. They were wrong.

Three years later, when I was ten years old, I took my sister's bike. For whatever reason I liked it better than my own. Perhaps this was because it was pink and purple (and looked just like a friend's bike!) or it might have just been because it was hers (sibling rivalry and all that).

I rode that bike up and down our street for quite some time. It was summer, and it was growing dark, but still I rode!

The Accident

The bike wasn't big enough for me. I was a tall child and riding my sister's juvenile bike wasn't a wise idea at all. My leg caught on the handlebars and I went down. I went down hard. I realize, looking back now, that this is part of the reason that bicycle helmets are recommended and even required for children in some areas.

When I fell, I became dazed. I ripped a huge wound into my chin where I fell and for a long time it felt as though the bone had broken. I still experience occasional pain in this area, some twenty years later!

I was alone immediately after my accident, and I was frightened. It was twilight, but I knew that my parents wouldn't be coming looking for me. In fact, they were more apt to expect me to come home without them having to call for me. After all, I was a responsible child! Instead of going home, however, I was laying in the middle of the road, frightened and too dazed to stand up on my own. I had fallen right at the end of the cul-du-sac, where it intersected with the busier road. This put me at risk of being struck by a car.


My Angels

Then, clearly out of absolutely nowhere, two older girls arrived on the scene. They appeared to be fourteen or fifteen years old and I didn't reocognize them in a neighborhood where everyone knew everyone else. They didn't belong there, and where I grew up, that was unusual, in particular after dark.

One of those young ladies picked me up off the ground and the other grabbed my sister's bike. Together they led me home and knocked on the door. At the time it didn't occur to me that it might be strange that they knew where I lived and knew my name, as I didn't know them. Nothing particularly seemed out of the ordinary at the time.

Many years later, however, I brought the subject up with my mother about the two girls who had walked me home after the accident. She informed me that there had been no such two girls.

Angels Among Us?

Was I hallucinating? I know that it was possible. But I choose to believe that there are angels among us, watching over us and guiding us when we get ourselves into trouble. I believe that there are angels who protect us from the various trials that we face every day.

Yes, for me, I believe in angels!

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mamacoots 7 years ago from Louisiana

Thanks for sharing your story! I think there are miracles happening all around us, but most are too busy to notice them.


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Everyday Miracles 7 years ago from Indiana, USA Author

That's really kind of what my name means, mamacoots :)


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RGraf 7 years ago from Wisconsin

You never know when they will appear but they are always a welcome sight.


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GeneriqueMedia 7 years ago from Earth

Great, cute, touching article.

But consider this.....many cultures and religions the world over, from angels to demons to djinn, leperchans and fairies....believe that incorporeal beings sometimes have the power and will to intervene in our lives.

So, in my view, while we can consider these two girls angelic...it doesn't make me recant my belief that the afterlife is a lot like this world, full of politics and power shifts.

Sincerely,

G|M


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Everyday Miracles 7 years ago from Indiana, USA Author

G|M, I'm not sure that it *isn't* without politics, to be honest. I'm (obviously) a Christian and hold Christian beliefs, but regardless, one thing that always seems to be "up for debate" even in Christian circles is what the afterlife is really all about!


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GeneriqueMedia 7 years ago from Earth

So true, so true. =)

I'm spiritual, but don't hold faith in one ideaology over another. I do, however, acknowledge many important people, Jesus being one of them.

I've had too many encounters with the strange and weird for me to hold myself to a conviction that this is our only life.

G|M


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Everyday Miracles 7 years ago from Indiana, USA Author

I used to feel that everybody was right. That there were no right or wrong answers. I don't know if you have seen the hubs where I've said that I don't know what made that change, but it's true. Now I'm a completely different person -- and amazingly, ridiculously happy. Less than two years ago I experienced joy for the first time in my life and it was an amazing experience!

The same thing that chains some people freed me.


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GeneriqueMedia 7 years ago from Earth

Exactly...I can understand that attitude in total. =)

I had a life of depression and was once driven to create my writing (especially many of the lyrics and early musical ventures..) due to darkness and pain. I should have died due to something stupid I decided to do, because I had become filled with such emptiness..

..but I didn't, and I looked back and my childhood, and sought my innocence and love that I had throughout that age. And now, I've come back to it..wielding it bravely as an adult. =)

Love,

G|M


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frogdropping 7 years ago

I met an angel, once, quite by accident and for sure, when I least expected it. Or rather, I didn't meet one, I just appeared at the right or wrong time, depending on whether you're supposed to see them or not. Strange, but true.


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Everyday Miracles 7 years ago from Indiana, USA Author

G|M, more than I wish anything for anyone I may encounter, it is for them to truly experience lasting contentment. It sounds like you are at least on your way!


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GeneriqueMedia 7 years ago from Earth

Thanks. =) And yes, I have arrived. I now gain the most pleasure by making others content..or teaching them to examine their surroundings and habbits.

The student has become the teacher, who is humble enough to know they will never be a master. ;)

Love,

G|M


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Everyday Miracles 7 years ago from Indiana, USA Author

Good for you!


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Feline Prophet 7 years ago from India

Never say never, right? Life offers us so many surprises everyday. :)


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marcofratelli 7 years ago from Australia

Wow! & thanks for answering the request. I've also still got a scar on my knee from riding my sister's bike without any hands. For some reason, I braked but wasn't quick enough to put my hands back on the handlebars to steady myself!

As for guardian angels, I remember one time when I was young I was jumping off the top of a sofa onto the ground. I did it a couple of times. One time I jumped, I had a floating sensation in the last few cm before "touching" the ground, landing horizontally with my cheek softly against the cold tiles (odd enough as that was). It was as if someone caught me and placed me safely on the ground - I remember feeling I could have injured myself seriously (we had relocated to a foreign country at the time) and immediately got up and stopped my sisters from jumping after me.


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AEvans 7 years ago from SomeWhere Out There

You never know when you are in the company of angels and I believe in them too!!! I have seen them and I believe and it wasn't any hallucination. Great read , directly from the heart. :)


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Everyday Miracles 7 years ago from Indiana, USA Author

Thanks! My mother hates to hear this story because she thinks I was crazy! LOL


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AEvans 7 years ago from SomeWhere Out There

You are definitely not crazy and I can certainly picture those girls coming to you. You seen them because God wanted you to see them.:)


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Make Money 7 years ago from Ontario

Cool Hub Everyday Miracles.  I was fearless when I was a kid because I was brought up with the belief that we all have our own guardian angel.  It's a comforting thought.

Mike


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kookie_lover 7 years ago from arizona

this is cool...


AuthorLMS 6 years ago

great hub, I love my guardian angels as well and they have saved my life on numerous occasions. It seems at times my life is a little clumsy :-)


sandieganliz 6 years ago

nice hub :)


Joe 6 years ago

Hmmm I believe in angels but angels can't be a female nor a baby, it has to be a man, I'm not sexist but it's just a fact that angels are spirit and they come down to earth in a male form.

So... those 2 girls might have been a ghost or just 2 normal girls.


onin 6 years ago

i dunno if i have to believe them, but i do, when i pray for guidance i pray and ask from angels to pray me too, ask sign to what should be my decision, its amazing sign come along and made my decisions, that i can even foretell what holds the future for my self, its strange but its happening. i do this way...

i made a two cut out of a small paper and write a YES and NO each, fold it and place in a small container, then i pray and asking for the the guidance for my guardian angel, i ask a question that is answerable by a YES and a NO...i ask and i pick the paper in the container...to see the answer if its a yes or no...for sometimes the answer i pick that is against what i expect to....bu i have to believe on it....and the answer that i pick is really was right after my asking does happen....

i dunno sometimes i call it coincidence...but no for real they exist and i must believe.

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