Angels in the morning
by tamarjacobson
Rising …
A 2008 angel gift from Blaugustine. Imagine my joy at finding it in my e-mail box from Natalie yesterday just after I had sent off my second book – first draft – completed. How did she know? I guess her angel must have told her.
I once wrote a post about identifying my angels …
And here is another one:
… Angel Ada, I mean …
After I mailed off the book I sent Danny an e-mail. I said:
I can’t believe it is finished. I just wished I had sent it to you!Your support for my writing has been indescribable. As I edited myself through this one I remembered so many of the things you said to me throughout the first book. I gave myself permission to tell my story – write my stuff and not quote everyone else so much. You did that for me.Well, you are the only person I have told today. I am a wreck. Exhausted, hoarse, stomach churning and eyes burning with tears.And for ALL of this, I am deeply indebted to you. For you gave me my voice.In gratitude,Tamar
Danny Miller is a writing angel.
When we were children, my friend Mimi and I were child bloggers for sure.
Today, I tell this old story over at Ronni Bennett’s: Elder Storytelling Place.
An update to that elder tale is that Mimi and I finally met after not having seen each other for almost 30 years.
I did not know that it would work out so well – telling the story of Mimi and me, right after I sent off my second book. I just love the synchronicity of it – that’s all – as if an angel’s hand was in that too.
Oh, and speaking of angels … LeAnn and I are off to see one of my favorite angels tomorrow …
… come to think of it, and I have a feeling she might not like me saying this … but LeAnn just might be an angel too …
… hm … I might just ponder this awhile …
I don’t really believe in angels, you know.
But they all seem to be fluttering around me this cold, clear morning.
tamarjacobson 
I don’t believe in angels either. Different entities I do though, like gods and demis. Are fairies the same, My favorite, by far is tink. Someone should discuss with me that angels are spirits not yet in a body and I’d believe.
Yes, Natalie, we can surely say flock! Why not!
Although I think it might actually be a host of angels …
The mystery of why it is so difficult to start something we so deeply care about lies within our psyche, brains, minds … don’t you think?
And, for me, the fascination is in the finding out why. Indeed, for me, unraveling the psychological plot is the most intriguing part of life.
Tamar, what lovely serendipity, all the angels coming to you in a flock – can one say a flock of angels? A posse? A choir? Anyway, congratulations on The Finishing. It’s such a wonderful feeling,finishing something one cares deeply about. It’s a puzzle why we (I) procrastinate so much about starting! Looking forward to reading your book, soon?
Jean, as usual you read between all my lines and saw into the core – you were right in saying: “what a deep place inside you this book has come from.”
therapydoc and Tamar: I love this information you share about Jewish angels as messengers with specific missions! Wonderful! I hadn’t known this before. Thank you.
Maybe you know that there’s a Jewish tradition that angels have specific missions.
Oh, Tamar, all the cool people believe in angels. The first “serious” secular writer I met (in his books and public talks) who believed in angels was I.B. Singer. This Nobel winner, remarkable messenger and fabulist, taught me that angels are not religious icons (only). An angel is, as the Hebrew word מַלְאָךְ means, a messenger. Hark.
It’s done, it’s done! Well done! I have some sense, I think, though certainly not a complete sense, of what a deep place inside you this book has come from. What a huge achievement to have got it written, and how drained you must be. Take very good care of yourself now. I think your semester must also be over, so you can have a rest and hopefully some mindless diversions?