again

Two weeks ago i thought I had made a new post , but somehow something went wrong and...gone was my text. This had never happened before and I was convinced I had made a draft, but...no, no draft either.

The title I had given this new post was:"angels", so may be the angels thought I t was not yet time for such a story. ;-)

That afternoon I had gone to a workshop, in Utrecht, and the subject was 'angels and how to meet them".
It was a very disappointing workshop and I felt "conned" by this lady who had had her education in this subject, in the U.S and was so convinced of herself- she hardly listened to the questions that were seriously put to her, or all she could say was"those are your words"... Rather frustrating.
And to me she said at the end of this workshop" you are way too much "in your head"! Yeah, where had I heard this before, huh?
So much for the disappointment of this workshop.

I always feel I have angels with me when I travel in the car. I think they are in the back or sitting on my shoulders. Whenever I "escape nasty situations" I thank them aloud. Sometimes I think one of these "angels" is my late-husband, who protects me.
I love to believe in this , which is pretty amazing for somebody who is "too much into her head".

In the meantime the Christmas days are over and I have been singing the songs of the angels with "my" church-choir.
I had two wonderful days, with friends, and attended a show in an very "alternative" little theatre, not too far from where I live.
Before we went to this little theatre we had a very informal meal at a friends home, and I had made the dessert: tiramisu.
I have been told this italian word means" I lift you" (into heaven).

A very apropriate ending of these "angelical" weeks.


Dagdag,
the horserider.