I’m in the habit of paying attention.

That’s how spirit speaks to us most easily – when we are paying attention.

In the wee hours my angels frequently wake me because they know that’s the time when I can most easily listen.

Is it good for my sleep? No.

But I know that when I do wake in the early hours – especially 2 or 3 a.m. – that it can only be my angels wanting to chat as all my other dear friends are sure to be resting.

I have discovered that if I really want to get back to sleep I am better off taking angel dictation and then when they are done advising me I fall back to sleep rather easily.

So as is my habit, early this Saturday morning, when I began to hear their quiet voices, I stumbled out of bed and took my journal.

Now here’s where the story gets especially interesting.

One of my many idiosyncratic weirdnesses is that I have a phobia of running out of journals.

In fact, I have a large collection of blank journals just in case I happen to run out of paper in the one I am currently writing in.

I never feel quite at ease with myself until I know exactly where my current journal is at all times and no matter whether I am at home or traveling.

In fact, I can usually tell you exactly where my journal is because I keep its whereabouts tucked in the back of my mind in case I need to grab it and start pouring out my most intimate thoughts or the guidance from my angels at any given moment.

So in the wee hours Saturday I woke up, blurry eyed and opened the new journal I had chosen off my shelf.

I began to scribble as my guardian angel spoke:
“Don’t be alarmed. The pace of your change is quickening, speeding up, only we know that you have everything it takes to cope, adapt and thrive.”

Then I looked up in the top left corner of my new journal: on every page, a beautiful dragonfly stood guard!

Now the story gets a little more interesting.

It wasn’t lost on me that in early November, when I went to a writing retreat in Sedona to finish my fifth book (soon to be published in February), my dear friend Ramajon Cogan gave me a bronze dragonfly necklace.

I loved it immediately and was amazed to discover that Rama’s dragonfly exactly matched a pair of truly funky bronze dangling earrings with stars and hearts and rhinestones I had just bought for $15.

Suddenly outfitted for my next adventure, I found myself wearing the totem of this tiny winged creature and coordinating earrings on a daily basis.

I was wearing my amazing dragonfly when I recognized it was time for me to break my engagement to my fiancé and move back to my beloved home in Atlanta.

I continued to wear my dragonfly as I drove down to Trinity, Florida, packed up my belongings with the help of my dear friend Nina Lynn and drove back to Atlanta to restore my furniture in a totally new floor plan under the advice of my Feng shui master friend Katherine Graham.

At Christmas, I opened my stocking only to discover that my mother had given me a pair of dragonfly earrings!

It wasn’t lost on me that both my close friend Rama and my mother had recognized that I need Anisopteras at this time in my life.

Upon reflection this morning, I realized that even the blank journal I had grabbed off the shelf was emblazoned with a dragonfly on every other page. The journal had been given to me by my dear friend Julia Edmunds.

When I opened it, I discovered what Julia had written on a  sticky note:

“Dear Catherine, I bought this journal but never used it so I thought you might like it.”

So what medicine does dragonfly totem bless us with:

  • The pathway of transformation
  • Breaking illusions, especially illusions that prevent growth and maturity
  • Divine assistance during times of transition
  • The wisdom of enlightenment
  • Ability to communicate with the tiny spirits of plants, fairies and the elements of nature, earth, fire, wind and water
  • Living in the moment
  • Joy and lightness of being
  • Emergence of your own true colors
  • Swift adaptation to change
  • Power to escape a blow
  • Peace, prosperity and harmony

In quiet, we can embrace the messages of nature, of the divine, of our friends and loved ones.

Thank you dragonfly for speaking to me so clearly!

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