Messages From The Dead Via White Doves, White Feathers And Butterflies

A few days later there was a gorgeous white feather on my doorstep. Unsure, I asked my neighbour what this could mean. She told me I had been visited by an angel. The feather is still in my Bible to this day. It’s not a seagull feather, nor any other known bird in this area. It’s a beautiful white downy fluffy feather and I still have it! xx”

I was beyond devastation when a beautiful butterfly flew directly in between us. It hovered for probably a whole minute, circled around my head and then circled around my husband’s head and then flew away.

We were actually crying and laughing, as this was clearly miraculous.

On our very long drive to the funeral I took with me my books on Angels and connecting with loved ones who have passed away.

While engrossed in my book, a few hours into the trip, I was startled by the loudest sound I’ve ever heard. Something slammed into the windshield – we were travelling at 70 miles an hour.

I asked my husband, “What was that?”

He said (as we were pulling off the highway into a gas station), “A white dove came out of nowhere and hit our windshield!”

The craziest part is it left no blood, no feathers, just this white powder that made the most beautiful image of a perfect angel wing. It was as fine as flour, dusted lightly on our windshield. I actually took my finger and touched it in amazement.

Has anyone else ever been hit by a dove? I’d like to think the dove didn’t die but, at 70 mph, how could it not.”