This summer I had the great fortune to travel to Croatia for 16 days. I spent seven days on a beautiful yacht with 30 amazing Goddesses and the remainder I spent exploring Croatia and the surrounding countries by myself. I was slightly apprehensive traveling alone since it was really the first time I had done so. I found that I had nothing to worry about as my angels were with me 24-7 and they constantly let me know through synchronicities and signs.
One such synchronicities happened in the city of Dubrovnik. This incredible city joined the UNESCO list of World Heritage sites in 1979. The thick stone walls surrounding the city for centuries have protected it from intruders, but it was not until the “Homeland War” in 1991 with the break-up of Yugoslavia that the walls and the city were torn apart by the war. Since that time Dubrovnik has rebuilt and re-emerged as one of the top tourist destinations in the Mediterranean.
Staying in the heart of the walled city proved to be extremely convenient. I could explore the maze of ancient streets rich in history before any of the cruise ship crowds descended like a swarm of bees buzzing with anticipation. Much of my exploration consisted of searching out any and all sacred and religious sites. Dubrovnik is a treasure trove of churches and historic buildings, a walking museum. I discovered the oldest pharmacy in Europe (built by local monks) that opened in 1317 and is still operating today.
One day I came upon a Serbian Orthodox Church called the Holy Annunciation. Entering the church was like stepping into a time capsule. A gilded wall of gold with a stunning mural of the last supper painted above it was the main attraction. Byzantine angels and paintings of Christ lined the walls. I closed my eyes and tuned into the vibration of the room saying a silent prayer to God. I thanked the angels for their guidance and protection and on my trip and expressed my eternal love and gratitude. I asked if they would let me know they were near. When I left the church I noticed a small building adjacent to it with a sign, Book Store on the door. I entered the small room and found myself in a Mecca of angels. Paintings, statues, and jewelry of Archangel Michael, Gabriel, Rafael, Uriel and more, occupied the walls and shelves. I was like a kid in a candy store with too many choices. After considering all of my options I decided on a print of Archangel Michael and Archangel Gabriel standing side by side.
Sitting at a small table was a not so small, jolly woman waiting to take my kunas (Croatian money). She smiled at my choices and we started a conversation about angels. “Have you seen the White Angels” she asked me? Gob-smacked, I stood there wondering if she in some way was referring to my book. But how could this total stranger, that barely spoke any English, know anything about my book and The White Angels?
The woman proceeded to point to a collection of angel paintings on the wall that I had somehow over-looked. She beamed as she explained that each one was hand painted by a local monk. She continued that the White Angels in the Orthodox religion are similar to Guardian Angels in the non-Orthodox traditions. “They watch over and protect you. Everyone has a White Angel” she smiled. We continued our conversation and when she had satisfied my voracious curiosity about the Orthodox White Angels I chose a painting to take home with me.
Leaving the bookstore I was once again reminded that my angels are always near, just a thought a way. They are constantly surprising me with magical moments like the one in the bookstore.
“We work through energy fields and vibrations, downloading thoughts and aha moments through synchronicities. It is important to keep your vibration high so we can be more accessible to you. We are ever-present and ever-near. “The White Angels