Angels and Feathers

Feathers I love ‘em. For real.

The love I have for feathers started last year. I had no idea what they symbolized prior to that. When I first started going through my awakening process, I was very back and forth on believing that maybe I’ve just lost my fucking mind. So I would often ask the universe for signs that I haven’t actually gone mad but that there was something to this new “me” and what I believe I experienced the day my step dad passed away mid last year.

Some short time later, I watched a video that said that angels will leave feathers for you to find along your journey to give you encouragement or confirmation of your true path or just letting you know they are right there with you. I didn’t think much else of this after the video was over.

The very next day, I was driving home. I stopped at the gas station and was throwing away the trash in my car. I picked a drink up out of my cup holder and sitting underneath that drink was a feather. I cried. I cried because I knew it was a sign meant for me to find. There was no other explanation. That drink didn’t have a feather under it prior. I never leave any windows or the sunroof open, ever. There was no fucking bird in my car in the last 24 hours since I got that drink.

It was a sign meant for me. Believe it or not. But, personally, I’ve been given far too many signs besides just feathers to believe that this isn’t actually real.

So, some more times I have found feathers… just in case you aren’t sure you are buying into the concept. Which is fine, btw. Believe whatever you want. But, maybe it’s worth looking into. That is, of course, if you believe I’m telling the truth. I’ve done a lot of truth telling and offering up any and everything about who and what I am all over my blog… I don’t have a reason to lie about finding feathers.

I was talking to a guy on Reddit that is currently in prison right now and has been for a long long time. I felt badly when I heard his story. He is missing much of his life a “free” man. He is spiritual as well and we talked about wolves, and feathers, and manifesting, and what can be done to help his situation. I told him to try to manifest his release from prison. I told him to call on the arch angel Raguel.

I also told him to ask for feathers if he wanted confirmation because the angels will most definitely give you a feather if you ask. They have for me every single time. I told him that I was asking for a feather as well. So I did.

The next day I went to my storage unit. I was just cleaning it out some and moving some stuff from boxes to totes. I found 3 feathers during this process. I found them all in different places and at different times of the day. I cried. There is NOOO way a bird got into my locked storage unit in the middle of winter and somehow (and it would have had to be 2 different birds because I found 1 white feather and 2 gray feathers) those feathers were UNDER items. Not just laying there. One was in my cleaning supplies bucket that I had just completely gone through the last time I was there. There was no feather in that fucking bucket. But, there sure as hell was one that day, on the underside of a bottle that I picked up out of the bucket.

Those are the 3 feathers I found that day. I felt very loved to say the least. I said thank you each time I found one and then I put them outside to get carried off by the wind.

They might seem insignificant… but to me they mean so much. They give me a sense of comfort knowing I’m not just crazy making this all up in my head somehow. There is something to it. I know that. Others might not… but luckily I’m not others. I’m me. And I find feathers from the angels every time I ask for them. And it’s an amazing little gift at times when you are unsure of your path. The angels are fucking cool and if I were you, I’d ask them for a feather. Have an open mind and good intentions and some faith that you will find one. See what happens.

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edit for another feather story 🪶

March 25, 2022

I decided to travel to Panama City Beach alone. It felt right.. I don’t really know my intentions on doing so, though. It’s bittersweet for more reasons than a few. I was unsure of this decision but went along with it anyway.

The literal moment I stepped out of my car and stepped foot onto the beach, I found a feather in the middle of the main beach access walkway. It would have been quickly buried in the loose sand if stepped on and I had just seen multiple people walk that path before me… I looked down and there it was.

Panama City Beach, Florida 03/25/22 photo taken by OBYCF

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feather found by my friend

June 7, 2022

This is a feather that my new guy friend found. It is special because he had been really interested in my spiritual side and was embarking on a lil soul searching and believing in magic himself. I told him one of the things that helped me to start having some faith in my beliefs was when I had seen a video and read online randomly (when I was looking up something else) that angels will give you feathers if you just ask. They are to help show you that you are loved and protected, that you are never alone, that you are on the right path, etc. different feathers mean different things, I believe, depending on your situation and own relationship with the angels.

I explained what I believe to be important which is intention, faith, and the spoken word. With those things you can do anything (my belief) so it’s important to speak positively and with good intention for yourself and for others as much as you can. Maybe skip out on judging others or speaking without purpose or the knowledge needed to say such a thing. And stop putting yourself down either in your own head or out loud. That ones a big one, at least for me it has been. Changing that did a lot for me and my mental health… truly. I catch myself now and I stop from being so negative. I’m tired of speaking bullshit for myself into existence. I just want to be free and at peace for real. But, how could I do that if I constantly was hard on myself for “not being good enough”. But, I digress.

So I told him to have faith and ask out loud for the angels to give you a feather. He did so. He found 4 feathers in the next 2 days. The feather I took a photo of above is the last feather (for now 😉) that he has found. That one actually just fell off of the bottom of something I had given him to use as decor at his house. as he was cleaning his room and moving things around, we were talking about faith (unrelated to the feathers) and as soon as I said the word faith, a feather fell from the bottom of the thing I had given him. He immediately said

OMG!

and he picked up his feather. I was so happy for him and so thankful to be in tune with my spiritual side in order to help with another persons’ faith. He has truly wanted to know more every step of the way and he has had faith - in me, in the universe, and in the angels.

The angels are fucking cool. I love them. I love their signs to let me know and give me faith that they are with me and with everyone else, too. I hope I can continue helping others find their faith in the angels. Honestly... why wouldn’t you wanna be in support of the angels? They are cool as fuck. They love you so much. They want to help everyone. They just need a little intention, faith, and the spoken word. Otherwise, it interferes with our free choice on Earth and nothing is allowed to mess with our free choice on Earth. So give them the O.K. to help you and show you that they are here… why not?

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