Posted on April 22, 2016
Feathers – Gifts from Angels?
Each time I visit my father he has a small pile of newspaper clippings for me to look at. He usually saves anything to do with writing or any medical articles he thinks may be of interest. On a recent visit he presented me with an article about angels.
‘I thought it was your kind of thing,’ he said. (I do drag him around those ‘funny’ bookshops in Glastonbury every time we go there for a wander, which probably gave him a clue).
The article was about a man who noticed small, white feathers in unexpected places after his wife died and, discovering others had undergone similar experiences, believed they were feathers from angels. Gloria Hunniford has spoken in the past about the same thing. Since her daughter, Caron Keating, died she has found hundreds of tiny, white, fluffy feathers and believes they are sent from her daughter, watching over her as a guardian angel.
Are these experiences likely to convince the sceptics? Not one bit!
But if you give it some thought it does make you wonder.
How often have you found a tiny white feather in your handbag or pocket, your wardrobe, bathroom or on your pillow? Not often, I bet. Okay, I’ll go with the pillow for now – if it’s a feather one – although thinking about it I’ve only ever felt the hard, quill part sticking through the cover into my cheek and the feather only appears when I pull it through. I’ve never found one just lying there and those I yank out are usually of a brown colour – never pure white and fluffy.
Many deride these experiences and put the finding of feathers, and the belief they come from angels, down to the grief of losing someone they love and their wish to believe their loved ones are in heaven and cared for by loving angels but I’m not sure their experiences should be lightly dismissed.
I believe in angels (as the song goes) but I have never seen random tiny, white, fluffy feathers in unexpected places – and I keep a lookout for the signs as I would love my guardian angel to communicate with me.
I got very excited recently when I saw a white feather on the kitchen floor near the door. I then spotted one on the lawn quite close to the door. Then another in the flower border. I followed the trail…I’m sure you know where this is going! It led to a rather large pile of feathers behind the garden shed. There was no evidence of a body – no doubt safely inside the stomach of a fox or cat – and even I could not convince myself a choir of angels had decided to moult behind the shed.
Small white feathers in the garden, or inside the house near a window or door, can easily be explained and are clearly not evidence of angels. Even one in your handbag or a coat pocket could have slipped in while out walking somewhere like a park. Discovering one in a wardrobe or bathroom once every ten years may be unusual but could be accounted for (unless of course it happens once every ten years on the same day each year…).
Assuming someone is not playing a cruel trick, to see feathers regularly where they would not usually be present must be given some credibility. People that have these experiences are generally normal, healthy and well balanced. Even allowing for the fact they are grieving, which could disturb their usual rational equilibrium, does not logically explain how these feathers appear where they do.
For me the thought that angels exist is wonderful. To know they are looking out for us during the difficult times is comforting and if I found tiny, pure white feathers in unexpected places I would be overjoyed. How else are the angels supposed to make contact? Let’s face it, even if you saw one appear in your lounge (which some people do) nobody would believe you. To receive any evidence of the existence of angels is such a personal thing and is a gift. It is unkind to mock or disbelieve those that have these experiences even if you are not a believer. Hopefully the angels will make themselves known to all of us in the future.