Monday, June 27, 2011


Your hair is made out of feathers from heaven.

Every time I see feathers suddenly appear, it reminds me that my Angel is nearby protecting me.  I have seen several different types of Angels, but one in particular that has always been with me.  I think most people believe that they have a Guardian Angel... but I wonder if they would respond differently, if they could actually SEE their Angel? 

I often joke with my friends and family and say, "There is only ONE man that walked this earth, that is as beautiful as my Angel."  I always wished that I could take a picture of him, to show the world.  He has dark hair, the prettiest blue eyes that sparkle like diamonds, high cheek bones, and the most beautiful lips and smile, you've ever seen.  His voice is deep but soft and he is all around beautiful.

There is so much that I'm still learning about Angels and how things work in the heavenlies.  And once I think I have something figured out, God surprises me. haha  He never ceases to AMAZE me!

"He will cover you with His feathers. He will shelter you with His wings. His faithful promises are your armor and protection." ~King David

It was a few weeks ago in the middle of the night... I grabbed his pillow and went searching in the heavenlies for my Angel.  I was running out of patience and wanted some answers.

As I was searching in the heavenlies, I ran into a woman who asked me, "Are you looking for my son?"  I responded, "Yes, will you please tell me where to find him?"  but she had vanished right before my eyes.  I don't know how I knew this woman was his mother, but somehow I did.  I searched all over and couldn't find him anywhere, until I finally saw him through this one gate.

He was sitting on what appeared to be a tall white bar stool, watching something on an oversized television screen.  He had the biggest grin on his face and not a care in the world.  I walked up to the gate but the guard stopped me and said, "I'm sorry, I can't allow you inside the gate."  I then began jumping up, waving my arms and screaming my Angel's name (that somehow I knew, once I was there).

"Francis, Francis, FRANK... where have you been?"  I finally got his attention and he smiled and waved for the guard to let me in.  I ran up to him and before I could say anything, he said, "You should hear this, he's amazing."  I glanced up at the big screen and it was just white.  I couldn't hear or see anything?

As I turned back around, the guard grabbed the pillow out of my arms and started going up a ladder.  Francis said, "Hey, where are you going with that?"  The guard replied, "I'm putting it back, you know she's not allowed to bring it in here."  Francis said, "Bring it here real quick, so she can put presents in it for him and bring my wife's pillow, also."

The guard reluctantly brought the pillows back and said, "As you say, but please hurry it up."  I glanced at his wife's pillow and noticed her name on it, but I didn't think anything of it, at the time.

We began stuffing white feathers that shimmered like Christmas decorations, inside the pillows.  We then handed the pillows back to the guard and the guard took them back up the ladder.

Francis:  What are you doing here?  What are looking for, darling?

Me:  I've been looking for you!  Where have you been?  I need your help... What's going on???

Francis:  I can't do anything for you honey... I'm not your Angel.

Me:  What, what do you mean you're not my Angel???  I've always seen you, everywhere.  What about the night he was performing and they couldn't get his mic to work?  I saw you there in the crowd... you slightly lowered your sunglasses (so I could see your eyes), and you winked at me and then his mic began to work.  And what about the time we were putting the jewels and crosses in baggies and we put them in his suitcase, before he left on tour... or the time that all the paparazzi and fans were going crazy and we were nervous, you gave me the "thumbs up" sign and I whispered in his ear, "It's ok, my Angel is here." 

Francis:  Yes, I was there.  That was me, but I'm not your Angel honey... I'm his.  I was appointed his Angel when he was a teenager.

Me:  What???  So are you telling me that you've only appeared to me, when he's been there with me?

Francis:  Yes, think back to every time you've seen me... he was there.

Me:  Well, what about the time you placed your robe and scepter in his closet, he wasn't there and you were?

Francis:  That was my robe and cane, but that wasn't me, that was your Angel that placed it there.  Remember you were wondering why the t-shirt I had on was a size small, that's because your Angel is smaller than me...

Sweetheart, you asked God to give him an Angel just like yours and He answered your prayer.  I am the Angel that you've been praying for (all these years), to protect him.

I began to cry...

Me:  Francis, I'm so happy and thankful that you're his Angel.  I could never wish or pray for a better Angel than you, to protect him.  But I still want you to be mine, too.  I know you, I feel safe when you're around, you're nice but you're also a fighter... and you know everything about me.

Francis:  Listen, honey... Listen to me... Remember the time you were at Starbucks and you heard that song and you ran out crying, before you had ordered your coffee?  I shook my head yes, as he began singing the song...

Maybe I didn't treat you
 quite as good as I should have
Maybe I didn't love you 
quite as often as I could have...

He continued...

That was me singing that song, but it was your Angel that was there comforting you, as you cried.  He has been with you since you were born, he has never left your side.  He and I are the same!  Seven months from now, it will be 77 years ago that Tobias and I were born on earth.

Me:  What?  What do you mean, you're the same and you both lived on earth???

Francis:  No darling, I lived on earth but he lived up here in heaven.  The world never had a chance to meet him.  He was born 35 minutes before I was, he was stillborn.  We are identical twins, that's why you thought I was him.

My head was spinning...  I was crying, as I began thinking back, to all of the times that I had seen him/them... I couldn't believe that I didn't recognize him... Suddenly everything started to fall into place...

Me:  His hair is lighter, right?  

Francis:  Yes, and his middle name is Garon and mine is Aaron.

Me:  And your mother, I met her earlier... is she Gladys Love?  And the name on your wife's pillow... it said, "Cilla."

Francis:  Yes, sweetheart.  It's me...

You need to go now, honey.  I have to get back to him.  He then repeated what he had said, when I first walked in the gate... "You should hear this, he's amazing."

Suddenly, I could hear the sound of his voice and the piano... 

Me:  Francis... wait, what do I do now?  

Francis:  Take "The Pledge"... tell him and everyone about our meeting tonight.  Tell them that Jesus loves them and that love is the ONLY thing, that matters on earth.  Oh and one more thing... tell him I said, "I'd be honored!"

Me:  Honored? 

Francis:  Yes, he'll know!  Now go... "softly."

As I returned from the heavenlies... 

I saw a light coming in from outside shining down on his piano. I walked over to the piano and noticed a single white feather lying on the keys.  I was awestruck!

I then walked to his bedroom, opened the door and found him asleep, with his head lying upon his heavenly pillow.  I "softly" whispered in his ear...

"I'd be honored."

Well, I was right about one thing...
There is only ONE man that walked this earth, 
that is as beautiful as my Angel, but there are TWO of them in heaven.  ;)

Glory, Glory, Hallelujah...

The Pledge
Poem by Elvis Presley

It's just this simple "word" you see
To get inside you need no key
For we who know, know it well
And you who don't, can never tell

As I place my hand upon your heart
And you place yours on mine
From this day forward, our minds,
our souls, our hearts, will intertwine

If either one should have a doubt
Now is the time to break out
For this pledge together us will tie
Even if one of us should die

What we share in confidence now
Even in this, cannot part
For it comes from the mind
But from the heart

You just hold my words true
For where I go, you'll be there too
I know your inner self, and you know mine
Honor and keep it for all time

And when I am gone
Every now and then
Think of this pledge
For I love you, my friend

You can confess to me
and touch my heart
And I'll know it's you, by the "word"
Even in the dark

Maybe NO impersonators...
but there are definitely TWINS in heaven.  hehe

For you Cilla...

Elvis Aaron Presley ~ January 8, 1935 - August 16, 1977
Jesse Garon Presley ~ January 8, 1935 in heaven

Francis - Free in the Kingdom
Tobias - God is Good


Joseph said...

Beautiful, as always, Lisa! Your placement of the Psalm was very nice.

Farfalla Dreams ~ Lisa Marie Farfalla said...

@Joseph Thank you for the SWEET comment and compliment!!! ;)

JIM said...

You had me at the first sentence and kept me till the last word. Well written and very sweet and inspiring. Your getting to be one of my favorite blogs. Stay well


Farfalla Dreams ~ Lisa Marie Farfalla said...

@Jim WOW! What a HUGE compliment. I was worried that it was too long, but I didn't want to leave anything out. haha I'm glad I kept your attention and it was inspiring!!! ;) Thank you so much for your kind words.

Melissa Tandoc said...

This is one of the most beautiful posts I've read in your page Lisa.Is this a tribute to Elvis, I initially asked myself but it turned out to be more than that. I was struck by your conversation with the angel...the realizations... You are mystical and so are your words. That pledge will remain in my heart.

"I'd be honored."

Farfalla Dreams ~ Lisa Marie Farfalla said...

@Melissa Awe, you made me cry... Thank you for this BEAUTIFUL comment!!! I have been pretty much speechless after I had this dream, it IS truly life changing! ;)

Patricia Singleton said...

Sometimes we are blessed to have life changing dreams like this one. Thanks for sharing. I have done some of my healing from incest in my dreams at night. All of our dreams have meaning for us if we take the time and listen to them. Writing them down as soon as you wake up helps.

Farfalla Dreams ~ Lisa Marie Farfalla said...

@Patricia Singleton Thank you so much for reading and commenting. Yes, I agree and I do listen to them!!! haha I have been journalling my dreams for many years now. They are like hidden treasures from God!!! ;)

Unknown said...

i love the story about angels. =)
Very beautiful =) I'm out of words. haha. but hey, I wonder how I would be able to meet my angel. hehehe

Rachel Hoyt said...

I would LOVE to meet my angel. I know he/she is there. :) Great post.

Farfalla Dreams ~ Lisa Marie Farfalla said...

@Faye Awe, thank you for your sweet comment. Just ask God. ;)

@Rachel Hoyt Thank you for the comment. YES, he/she is... ask God to introduce you to your angel. ;)

Mari Sterling Wilbur said...

What a beautiful post! You grabbed be at the first line and held to to the end. Excellent all the way through!

Fil Losofo said...

beautiful. ungh feelin it

Farfalla Dreams ~ Lisa Marie Farfalla said...

@Mari Sterling Wilbur Thank you for the beautiful compliment. I truly appreciate you taking the time to read and post.

@Sensei THANK YOU!!! I'm glad you could FEEL it! ;)

photos by jan said...

Absolutely beautiful, I was captivated all the way through.<3

Martha Jane Orlando said...

I loved this sweet, sweet story about angels and your inspiration and creativity in using Elvis throughout in honor of his birthday.
Thank you for sharing and may blessings surround you!

Mary Hudak-Collins said...

I love your depiction of angels Lisa. You have always had such a wonderful way of writing about their presence. And incorporating all of this into a birthday wish to an extraordinary man was great! Thank you so much for sharing :)

TommyB said...

Damn girrl this is some imaginary writing. Wild dream there but I liked it esp the part about stuffing the pillows. Elvis as an angel could only be for another rock star! Curious tho to who's name was on your pillow? W.A.R.? lol

Rimly said...

What a beautiful story of love Lisa. It really touched me. I am a great fan of Elvis and I loved all the videos you posted with this story. Thank you for sharing this.

Farfalla Dreams ~ Lisa Marie Farfalla said...

@Jan I'm glad you were CAPTIVATED, so was I. Thank you for taking the time to read and post a comment! ;)

@Martha J. M. Orlando And thank you for the SWEET comment. Many blessings to you, as well.

@Mary Thank you for the HUGE compliment and for reading. I really appreciate your comments!

@TommyB HAHAHA! Yes, it was a WILD dream and I'm glad you liked it. ;)

@Rimly Yes, it IS a story of love. I'm glad you were touched by it. Thank you, ALWAYS for your comments.

Unknown said...

As always, bellisimo, Lisa, and glad to have been able to be "part" of the realization of it in a little way, that you were able to gain what you did in this dream... God is GOOD. His mercy endureth forever...

Last night, Caleb asked me to say HELLO to you. Apparently you've met before I even arrive? lol;)

Farfalla Dreams ~ Lisa Marie Farfalla said...

@Harmony Courtney AMEN! Thank you for reading and commenting! Tell Caleb, HELLO and to come visit me!!! ;)

Dangerous Linda said...

WoW! That was kind of a wild ride! I feel like I've been to Heaven and back tonight! Thank you!

Farfalla Dreams ~ Lisa Marie Farfalla said...

@Dangerous Linda: HAHA! Thank you Linda! I'm glad I could take you there, if only for one night. ;)

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