In the summer of 1993, during a very dark period of my life, I had a visitation from an angelic being. My life was in shambles, my heart was broken and I wondered how I could go on.

I had always believed in miracles and angels and each night I prayed for help but I continued to feel lost and alone. Days went by and then in despair I called a close friend. She is a gifted intuitive and she told me what to do. I had to surrender. But how?

I had no idea. If said the words I felt as if I would be insincere, I felt lost. Just how does a person surrender? I told her I felt like I would be simply mouthing words. She advised me to speak it softly but out loud.

It was lunchtime on a beautiful August day and I closed the door and took a seat, closing my eyes I simply said I surrender, I surrender my marriage, my life as I has known it, my son, my work and everything I held dear. From outside the door I could hear the patient talking with chiropractor in the adjacent room. Suddenly with my eyes still closed I felt a presence just inches from me and I opened up my eyes. What I saw terrified me. Looking straight ahead, a giant feathered forearm with feathers the colors of a grey pigeon. There was nothing transparent about this being. It was solid and I tried to scream. I was so scared that my vocal chords felt paralyzed and nothing came out and my voice felt totally stifled with fear. I knew it was an angel but it also felt like a giant bird. It's wings were so vast and I did not dare to look up at her face. Actually it felt neither masculine or feminine. It moved over me and as it covered me I felt a love the quality of which I has never known before or since. It felt like the angel of broken dreams bringing me comfort with unspeakable grace.

I felt it go through every atom of my being with complete love and understanding. It is difficult I suppose to imagine, but I knew that it knew me better than any person. That it had come to bring me hope and that it not only took my broken dreams but it felt as if it contained all the broken dreams easily and effortlessly. Now years later I can remember it vividly. Somehow I fell to the floor and when I opened my eyes it had gone.

That next morning I found a giant feather under my bed and another in the trunk of my car. I picked them up and felt them and they were real. And as quickly as they had appeared, they disappeared.

The presence visited with me on and off for about a week and then it was gone. Although I never saw it physically again, its presence was so real.

Years passed and the only person I told was my father. He was afraid of dying and I knew that he would believe me although he was an Atheist. Truth be told, without any self serving attachments has a quality that is undeniable.

We searched together through books of mythology for a mystical angel bird but searched in vein. Years passed and I told a few close friends and now with this project I feel it is time that everyone knows that there are wonderful beings watching over all of us.

In 2002, my mother died and my grief was almost unbearable. Not long after her death,

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