I once took a course on how to rear up children and keep house. It was a job requirement at the time, a strange one that I’ll tell you more about in a future post. The reason I’m bringing it up now is because I want to share what I felt was the most beneficial piece of information I obtained from the class. It was not taken from the pages of our text, but came up in conversation during lunch, over which the instructor shared with us that before she cleans anything, she calls upon angels and fairies for their help.

One lady in our class put down her pita and exclaimed, “Well, that’s all fine and dandy, but I do believe that angels have more important work to do than to help us clean house!” The instructor smiled and responded with, “As I know it, most of the time, humans are asking the angels for the impossible: world peace, summer weather in winter, and unsurmountable amounts of money, things that the angels just can’t possibly do, and it’s terribly disappointing for them to have to let us down all the time. The way I see it, the angels are overjoyed to receive a request that is obtainable, one that they can fulfill. The angels want to help us, that is what they exist for.”

I was sold immediately. I thought of how much fun would it be to clean with angels and fairies, instead of by myself. I normally loathe cleaning and approach it with despise. I would much rather read a good book or stroll through a museum with my precious free time, but when it comes down to it, I can’t completely enjoy myself when I’m cognitive to the fact that my home is in a state of disaster.

When I remember to ask angels for help and I summon the fairies to guide me, something wonderful happens. I become cheerful, and instead of whimpering at the mountain of chores ahead of me, I embark on a cleaning journey. I take the present moment and each task, one step at a time. By the end of my journey, I look around to find myself in a clean space!

Granted, the angels and the fairies like to do a thorough job, and if you don’t ask them to “please stop, thank you and come back tomorrow”, they will keep going. They like to take their time; time means nothing to them, so I make certain I have a hefty hunk of it to work with. The downside is those hefty hunks of time are far and few in my daily life, so cleaning sprees with the angels only happen about two or three times a year.

I called on them last Monday. I lit a candle, put on some music and simply asked for help. I hadn’t cleaned in a very long time, so it took longer than usual to get into it, but once I let go and let the angels do their magic, it just happened. I was scheduled to take my mom to a doctor’s appointment the next day, but it was cancelled (did the angels do that too?), and so I had a whole new day freed up to work with them again. I wanted to mop, but the angels insisted that filing taxes was much more important and helped me with that instead.

Today I’m happy to have the stress of taxes and cleaning off my back, and though I do still need to mop, my space looks 100% better than it was. I feel like a million bucks and I’m off to enjoy a reiki session and shopping spree at the Salvation Army.

Thank you dear angels and fairies.

Do you believe in angels?