The Magic Is Always Present

written April 17, 2024

My Angels are having a great time cracking me up. Right before writing this letter to you, I passed a stranger in a crosswalk who said, “You’re supposed to walk like this!” He began swinging his arms drastically as he walked. The immediate reason that this stranger may have startled me out of my own world, is because I was meandering along with one arm crossed behind my back. But when I stop to think about the real reason, I see how it ties into last night. At 8:30 p.m. in the dark and cold, I was practicing walking with no tension anywhere in the body in an Alexander Technique Class. We were all asking the teacher what we were supposed to do with our arms because we were so relaxed that we were limpily hanging them to our sides. The man swinging his arms vigorously and shouting, “You’re supposed to walk like this,” was a bizarre moment, which is my first clue that indeed, my Angels are at work making my life anything but mundane. 

Wave One from 10:17 – 11:09 a.m. PST 

This wave started out extremely high vibe, with splashing yellow-white light. After that grand entrance of light, I could see the condescending, patriarchal energy that tries to kill our joy and oppress us. I sent light whipping out from us to slash the energetic nets that try to confine us. Then, a blue healing light moved into us to help us sink into ourselves to love and heal emotional pain. The prayer that came out of this wave, that I posted in my Instagram story is: Angels, help us to be brave, speak out, speak up for ourselves and for others. Whatever you do, don’t allow anyone to smother your light. 

Wave Two: from 12:51 – 1:47 p.m. PST 

The beginning of this wave was similar to the first one, where bright light sprayed over us like stars. Then, it was all about breathing deeply into our lungs to expand our chest and receive. Glorious smooth liquid light flowed around us and the world’s chaos. I prayed for political solutions and clear-minded leadership.

Wave Three: from 3:15 – 3:55 p.m. PST 

This one was so light and free, like we were dancing, despite humanity’s crimes and war crimes. Right before this wave, I sat by the dark blue water and watched the white clouds and seagulls in the light blue sky. To experience this heaven, I had to dodge filthy homeless men pacing, sitting and sleeping throughout the park. One was asleep face down on a bench with no shoes. To avoid him, I cut up through the pines, only to find his shoes there, along with two empty liquor bottles in my safe haven. I dance in the Light. I keep my eyes on the light. I feel the calm energy of the redwoods. I walk across the tiny daisies in the bright green grass. I walk around the man pulling a long sharp metal object out of his backpack. Angels, heal my planet. Lead us out of this condition. Lift us higher. 

I crossed the street and stepped into the coffee shop. Last Wednesday, I asked the barista there if she had anything exciting going on. When she replied that her life was actually quite boring at the moment, I said, “Let’s manifest something magical for you in the next few days. Let me know!” Today, I saw her again and asked if anything had happened. At first, she frowned and said no, but then she lit up and said, “Actually, yes! Something magical did happen on Friday! An old college friend reached out and we ended up hanging out!” She tilted her head and said, “So thank you.” I replied with the same tilt and smile, “You’re welcome.” Sometimes, we have to think a minute to remember or notice the magic, but it’s there. It’s there all the time. 

The Thursday/Friday Follow Up Waves

ARIEL