It was Thursday evening on June 16^th of 2016.  My daughter and I are out and about at Barnes & Nobel.  I immediately found some new books from the new age section and settled myself at one of the tables to read.

One of the books was “The Power Of Angels” by Joanne Brocas.  I’ve never heard of her before but it was one of those books that just called to me.  The energy felt right.

I came upon chapter three, “Angel Signs and Messages”.  It points out that angels are very happy to leave us signs of their presence.

Then on page one-hundred, it talks about feathers and the different Colored Feathers that they leave for you and the color meaning which I thought was interesting, but I thought, “What?  They don’t leave colored feathers.  I’ve never seen colored feathers.  That can’t be true!”

My daughter and I decide to share a bagel so I get up and get in line to order a bagel.  There were around four people ahead of me and I’m standing there patiently waiting, when I hear a bang, the sound of a book falling flat on the floor.  That sound reminded me of years ago around 1992 when my daughter was a toddler and we were at a different bookstore.  I happened to look down one of the book aisles and all of a sudden, a book just flies off the shelf and on to the floor with a loud bang as it hit the floor.

As I stood there in line, I thought, “That might be an angel sign.”  I turned to look where the sound came from and I see a book on the floor.  No one was around it.  A woman came and walked right passed it and didn’t even notice it on the floor.  “That has to be a sign.”

Then later around 9:45 pm, my daughter was going to get a take-home latte for her husband and I offered to go get it for her since she was finishing up a chapter and it was getting late.

I go get in line again and this time there is a couple in front waiting to order.  I began thinking about the book falling and it being a sign.  Then pondering about what I read on the colored feathers that angels supposedly leave behind, and thinking to myself, “Who finds colored feathers? I’ve never heard of people finding colored feathers.  That can’t be true.”

As I looked upon the couple in front of me, I noticed the man was wearing causal clothing with a black top hat which I thought was very peculiar.  But then, to my surprise, his black hat had a big beautiful blue feather.  I knew without any doubt, that was a sign from my angel and so was the fallen book.  I stood there in wonder just staring at the feather.  The guy probably thought I was weird.  I should have taken a picture of him.

This is the meaning of blue feathers from Joanne Brocas book. “The intuitive message of blue feather is directly related to your creative expression.  There is a need for you to align your will with the will of God so that you can discover a greater level of joy and happiness in your life.  When you surrender your life to God, you will be used as a channel to represent and communicate God’s love in the world through your own form of creative self-expression.  It is time to make greater use of your creative gifts and talents, which can be of service to others and to the world.  The angels want to bring your awareness to acknowledge and live the truth of your heart over the fears of your head so that you can expand your spiritual potential.  When you learn to live your truth you begin to spiritually mature, and you will do unto others as you would have others do unto you.”

We walked towards the exit doors, I was thinking about the other thing I read in the book, that sometimes angels take on human form and some people entertain angels without knowing they are angels.   I thought, “Well, that would be nice to see an angel.”

As my daughter opens the exit door, I follow behind her, and there is a young adult man leaning against the outside pillar.  He had clean clothes, jeans and a red muscle shirt.  He had a clean haircut.  He asked my daughter something, but I didn’t hear him, I just heard her say “No.”  Then he asked me in a very courteous and soft tone, “Ma’am, may I ask you for a dollar.  I need a dollar for a bed at the shelter.”  My first thought, “This guy might be an angel.”  I mean, who hangs out outside Barnes & Nobel late asking for a dollar?  He wasn’t messy at all and the way he looked at me.  He had piercing eyes.  I didn’t feel any bad vibes from him and I wasn’t scared of him, so I gave him a five and he was very grateful.

He could’ve been an angel.  Ever heard of things coming in threes.  The fallen book, the blue feather and the angel taking human form.

It was an eventful night!