I’m off to meet new angels today.  New family, new friends, new teachers dark and light.  After a year (ok, 11 months)a new job.  Like a midwife, I’m asked to come in and coach a group along a path.  There will be new people coaching me as I walk in the middle of a caravan already moving along the highway.

Sweet souls to watch, to wonder and to love, I claim the Angel of All blesses us this morning in the dark winter with the glimmer of green within us.  I cling to the Tree of my heart, rooted deep in my feet that caress the earth and the branches that reach to grace with fragrant breath.

All the angels in my past, who have mulched and fertilized me, cheer me on.  I lean into You today, who are steadfast at my back, leaning into my shoulder, whispering sweet everythings into my ear.  You who go before me to spread petals of violets and lilac, who sing siren songs behind me and who gazes into my eyes with bottomless Love.