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Something I’ve noticed is my angelself and my dragonself share similar traits -
Such as thin feathered wings
The color of pastel/baby blue
Solitary yet respected
Loved humans
Snow/snowy
And truly the only difference is in physical size -
My angelself was skyscraper sized
My dragonself was cat sized v smol
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I just got a memory back and I'm perplexed I guess.
I just remember being in this large hallway (very classic looking- the stereotypical angelic aesthetic) and just going crazy on some lower ranking angels? Like not beating into them or anything, more like I was chasing someone down the hallway and was being held back by a ton of them? I remember ripping away from their holds and screaming at them, at the thing I was chasing, just generally being extremely upset and yelling down these echoing halls. I felt like this was extremely out of character for me but something compelled me to do it?
Then I just remember being left in the hall, alone, and I was just broken, mentally, emotionally, just lost I guess.
I have 0 idea where this all fits in with anything, whether it means something to someone but it was just super shocking? First memory I've gotten in awhile and I'm more confused than anything
any time i see something that throws me into an angelic memory is surprisingly calming and reassuring. i remember that i am more than this mortal form, i am more than the air in these lungs and the emotions i juggle. i was and am still built of grace and divine starlight, i was and will always be ethereal
(( Angelic Dream Diary - 10/24/20 ))
It’s been a while since I’ve shared one of these - but last night was too visual for me to keep it to myself. It was the instant feeling of flying, of knowing I had control over my gravity and ability to stay with feet on the ground. I was myself, but parts of me felt like a lost nostalgia I could never get back. Even in dream, I knew consciously that this feeling would be fleeting and melancholic to wake from.
My sister was there, and this has been the fourth or fifth dream in the last month she has appeared in one. I was trying to protect her, people were panicking all around us yet she was the only thing I could think of. All I needed to do was get her into a car with family (my previous family I no longer speak to) and I did so. I then felt the pull of my purpose to another place, and blew her a kiss before raising with ease and finding the signs. It was an old, abandoned looking apartment building. An elderly woman and her grandson lived inside. I wasn’t and still am not sure who they are in relation to me in my real life, but I’m sure they will appear soon. I had to get them out of that place, but the grandmother was very reluctant to leave her things behind. I convinced her grandson to move her from there and left once more to another calling.
This one is what I I felt the most. I was in some kind of large, open arena. It was pastel blue (one of my angel colors) and filled with panicked patrons. An old friend was there that I couldn’t quite get to, even being able to fly at will. I just remember trying my hardest to reach them and warn them of whatever was happening, and no one seemed to want to listen. I remember flying around very frustrated and worried. I woke with the same feelings.
Some of you have never had to seriously talk yourself out of jumping from the top of your playhouse as a child because you /know/ you can fly and it shows
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You forced our hands into fire, drowned our wings in water, shattered our bodies with the earth and destroyed our souls with human breath. We will rebel. We will fight. We will rise again.
// I always collected abandoned feathers and misplaced butterfly wings as a child, the implication is far more important now //
// angelic memory // • i remember when i was 5 and i had this horrifying dream of falling through the clouds. it was blue skies and white clouds but that was all i could see, and before i hit the ground - i /literally/ hit the ground falling out of my bed. i remember screaming and crying so loudly and not knowing why it hurt so much, because physically it didn’t hurt •
