Readers Stories About White Doves And White Feathers

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“I went through a very serious personal crisis two years ago and spent a lot of time at my church in intense prayer. I found an alcove with a statue of Jesus where I would pray quietly with my eyes closed.

One day I started to see very bright white spots with my eyes closed.

One at a time they continuously changed shape and grew wings and I realized they were doves floating around. It was unmistakeable and it happened again multiple times. Sometimes they would even sparkle or glow.

This simple image was God’s answer to my prayers. I am very fond of doves now.”

“My Aunt passed away at the end of October. Being devastated by my loss one day on my way to work I decided to ask my angels to give me a sign that Auntie was okay, and at peace and I asked to see a white feather.

On the window sill when I got to work was the most fluffiest perfect white feather. The window was closed and there was nothing around that it could have come from. I knew it was my sign. I picked it up and put it in my pocket.

When I returned home I informed my daughter and went to reach into my pocket to show her, but the feather was gone. I believe in Angels and find comfort in the sign that my beloved aunt is okay.”

“I have always believed in white feathers and have had many disappear over the years.

Just recently my mum passed away and I had one float down out of nowhere and I took it home. By the next morning it had disappeared.

I find comfort in them appearing and disappearing – its like they need to flutter off to give someone else comfort and that is nice.

My boyfriend has never believed until recently and now he is seeing them everywhere too.

Thank you all for sharing, your stories are so lovely and hope the feathers keep coming.”