Angel Number 222
Last night sleeping in a fitful burst of slumber as is my pattern I awoke and stared at the clock- it read 222. In the world of Angels this means to LET GO and HAVE FAITH.
Last evening I let go of my youngest son –he was off on an adventure with his brothers for ten days. This is the first time in five years since his epilepsy developed that he has been away from me for an extended period of time. The Angels message….LET GO…HAVE FAITH…is timely indeed.
Walking away from him I had a myriad of emotions, mostly though an odd sense of release. In my mind’s eye he appeared to me as a butterfly emerging from his cocoon, pumping his wings to strengthen them and take flight. It has always been my fondest wish that my children fly away towards their dreams…in fact this is my purpose- to make sure they have everything they need to indeed fly.
Before he left I prayed that the Angels would fly with him as he is still a fledgling with wings. I know they heard my prayers.
Is this your butterfly art?
no it’s not my artwork…but i do appreciate beauty