Flying with Messengers

Violet anxiously rearranged her lacy, dark purple sleeveless blouse and then hid her hands in the pockets of her worn skinny jeans. Take a deep breath, that should calm you down, she reminded herself. The glass elevator ascended rapidly through an enormous waterfall, making its way up towards the Pantheon of Heaven. Godriel, a white angel and Violet’s chaperone, observed her with a smile. “Nervous?” he inquired. “A little,” acknowledged Violet, but in fact she’d nearly fainted from excitement. In the liminal state, she had been waiting decades for this moment. This was a great honour, the likes of which was rarely offered to only but a few humans. At the end of her most recent earthly existence, the opportunity had arisen to become an angel and help her fellow humans from a higher level of existence. In the liminal state, she had observed hundreds of humans and watched how some of them fall victim to their flaws over and over again, while others learned their lessons and make it to redemption. Now, finally the day had come and she could start her work experience prior to being promoted to a full-fledged guardian angel. She could hardly wait to meet her mentor. “You can’t imagine how mind-blowing the Pantheon of Heaven is,” Godriel said happily. “You’re going to love it! It’s only slightly better than the liminal state.” Godriel winked at Violet. The butterflies were flying widely around in her stomach and it was all she could do but force a faint smile onto her face. She couldn’t decide whether this chubby, messy spiked white haired angel had a masculine or feminine energy. Neither the physical appearance of the angel or the ground sweeping, flowing white robes testified clearly as to either conclusion. Not that it really matters, she thought, as she glanced at the glistening white wings floating gently in the air. As soon as her angelic promotion takes place, she too would surely acquire similar wings. Now, that would definitely be mind-blowing! She thought happily and felt another flutter of excitement in her stomach. She didn’t know much about what to expect, but what she already knew was that the white angels assisted the guardian angels and the powerful Archangels. There were at least ten white angels to every guardian angel and considering there are seven billion people on Earth and each person had their own guardian angel, then that amounted to… an awful lot of angels! But, as everyone knew, there was plenty of work to keep them all busy. As they stepped out of the elevator a harp chimed announcing their arrival. She had tried to imagine the Pantheon of Heaven a million times, but the moment she laid her eyes on it, all her expectations were exceeded. The glimmering kaleidoscope of colour was entrancing. She could see that all the colours were the same, except they were somehow more enhanced. She had never seen such vivid green grass or bright purple leaves and cyclamen flowers that covered the trees. The perfectly still, turquoise lakes blindingly reflected the sunlight and the white foamy waterfall flowed like silk into crystal-clear rivers. Gleeful cherubs floated all about the place, flying around with rainbow coloured wings in a perfectly clear azure sky. Colourful, glorious guardian angels were gathered together in the wide open field, surrounded by their devoted white angels. Violet’s attention was drawn to the hillcrest in the distance where shining crystal quartz pillars towered high into the sky and deep purple velvety vines cascaded up and down the magnificent structure. In that moment she noticed them. She stopped breathing for a moment as she absorbed the exquisite beauty of the main angels, the Archangels. They were the leaders of the Pantheon of Heaven and Earth, the right hand of the Big Boss. They were standing there graciously in a semi-circle to greet her. Their heavenly beauty was like nothing she had ever seen on Earth before. They were glowing in their gorgeous gowns and gigantic glamorous wings, which were at least twice the size of the wings of the white angels. Their colourful auras that surrounded their body glittered like diamonds in the sun. Archangel Michael was standing on the right in a royal blue cape, next to him was Archangel Gabriel in brilliant copper, Archangel Uriel in amethyst-purple and finally Archangel Raphael closed the semi-circle in emerald green. “We have eagerly awaited your arrival, dear Violet. Welcome to the Pantheon of Heaven!” The words echoed in her mind. All the Archangels smiled at Violet and in that moment, she felt a pleasant warm sensation appear in the centre of her heart which spread through her entire being. Was it possible that she’d been telepathically welcomed by the Archangels? Violet returned the smile and replied in her head, “It’s very cool and a great honour that I can finally be here in your presence!” And a more prominent sensation pulsed within her heart in response. “Come, Violet, we have much ground to cover and many introductions to make!” Godriel exclaimed. “I believe the Archangels just greeted me in their own sensational way.” Violet grinned excitedly at Godriel. The white angel laughed aloud. “Welcome to the Pantheon! I’d say they sent a large amount of love energy your way.” “Really? It was such an enchanting experience. I thought my heart was going to explode with joy!”