Calling The Angels: Trash Talk, conclusion nailed

Calling the Angels: Trash Talk, conclusion

Calling the angels

The calm remaining within denies the stress of this day. Exhilaration is beginning to be balanced more by the pains of her encounter. Peaches doesn't feel she can rest, or the desire for creature comforts and sensible settings would creep in. And why not? What's wrong with not risking your fool neck,, she thinks.

She puts down her bicycle, though, to look at her phone. She has charged willingly out of her comfort zone. The most disquieting thought is that in her failure, she might also not be found for some untold time. All of it makes her want to cry, because she simply can't let her life end that way and impact her family and loved ones. So, in her calm, she resolves, she simply won't let things end that way.

She finally acknowledges again, one by one, angel friends, for her sight only, beautiful and prone to change form playfully, yet always familiar by their character. She hears Elijah chanting 'ah-el-fen-tod' and stretches for a couple of minutes, alone with the sound of the woods, and encouragement from the pack of five angels, giving her a couple of kisses and assurance she can win. She didn't know she had a fear of death left, but it was more about how she didn't want to hurt her loved ones and depress people, not at all. If nothing could be more terrifying than dying out her alone, murdered by literal garbage, then she will take her idea of not surviving, embrace it, and when she is still alive?

She imagines her angelic friends, working with their time-warping abilities, to see how to help.

Affirming to herself, she is her best self, she is Peaches and she is Merriwyn, she stands in opposition to a creature spewing hate and trash, without regard, then she will stand in Love. She will see this end, because of what she's bringing to the world. That essence encompasses all who would diminish it.

Her angel Atah puts a hand on her shoulder and says, "remember the wholeness of who you are. People come to Earth and find so many disagreements and discomforts. They see injustices, feel injustices, but then feel diminished. All the while, it's evident to them that love and inspiration are the way, and they struggle with the limitations they perceive in love's power. You came here to explore and observe the diversity of differences." With this, comes a pleasant memory.

Brother Hawk, one Saturday in the record shop, told her in a gentle, contemplative voice, how who she is in this realm, who we all are on Earth, is like a fingertip of our real being, touching the surface of water.

She sees herself through The Voice's perspective, as beautiful, overcoming fear. Committed, not just to one day's battle, but a life of being the opposite of that monster. That is a life of her joys. That is why she is OK with seeing five angels hanging together like an affectionate gang: because how she feels is ultimately the starting place for consensual sanity. She and the monster, after all, share one trait: they each attract what they need. If she's no longer on the verge of being frightened witless, she will simply make better decisions

A black cat sings!

It's the ring tone for Daniela's notifications. They had both laughed so hard the day they recorded it!

She opens the screen saver, designed by her neighbor, Michael. Another reminder. While she had been realizing of late she has more to live for than she can yet imagine, she also now thinks frankly of the people for whom she doesn't want to die. She realizes, generally, she matters; she is beloved.

Daniela sent a stick figure drawing of herself, floating away from the building where she takes social studies on a balloon.

And if there's a tear now, it's one of Joy, how Daniela so innocently fed this wave length frequency.