A Visit from my Ancestor

I always love receiving signs and confirmation that my ancestors are with me. I love receiving divine signs all together. Coins from heaven. Feathers from my angels. All are deeply special to me. I am forever grateful each and every day to be blessed with signs, for I receive them every day. Today was extra special. Before work I went to Walmart to buy a few things. When I went to the self check out there I found some coins from heaven. Immediately, I express gratitude to my angels. I went to work. It's the day after Memorial Day so it's kinda slow (until the very end) - so Leo comes to work out and before he leaves he treated himself to a protein smoothie (we have the most delicious smoothies, our secret ingredient is LOVE) so Leo sits at the counter and we begin to chat. He mention he hadn't been to workout since Thursday because he got a new tattoo. Now mind you, Leo has been a member with us for years. And we've spoken about his mom before in other occasions. But never had he mention his mom's name and never had I thought to ask what's your mom's name. He's always share stories referring to his mom. So he says he got a tattoo in tribute to his mom. I was like oh how nice let me see it. I am blown away when I see his tattoo!!

It's a flower aka rose and his mom's name is Rosa Maria.

My ancestor (dad's mom) grandma name was Rosa Maria. And I am filled with gratitude for I KNOW without a doubt that I am surrounded by my ancestors. My lineage. I share this with Leo and I say I wish I could take a picture of his tattoo. And he says yeah you can. I was like Thank you Leo. My friends, we always are given divine signs. YOU have to be open and willing to notice them. My grandma came to visit me today. She wanted to remind me that my lineage is strong. That they walk with me AlwAys. I KNOW this is true with all my being. It is confirm by my Higher Self.

Intuitively I know my guardian angels, angels, guides, the Golden Chain, and my linage Ancestors walk with me AlwAys.

I emailed the picture to myself so I could create this blog post and the image number was #777 once again my friends....Angels sending me confirmation of the information I am receiving
from my Higher Self.
Blessed Tuesday

Don't Quit

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