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  • “I do not believe in angels” I told my youngest sister many years ago after her daughter, my niece Katharina, had died of leukemia. I was angry at life. The next morning, just before awakening, in my last “dream pictures”, I saw a girl with long, blond hair standing, huge over a city, protecting it. My first thought upon awakening was that the girl was Katharina, and that she had given me a sign, she was that angel, and angels do exist! I went to my studio and painted her as that angel. This soon became one of my most successful images. I still do not know if angels exist, but maybe it depends upon what one calls an angel. There certainly are benevolent and mysterious energies that at certain moments cross and influence our lives in the most amazing ways.
  • Sometimes an angel brings me a cup of tea or coffee
  • Whenever I am filled with doubts, it means that at least 2 angels are talking to me at the same time
  • Whenever I swim in the ocean, an angel and at least two fishes accompany me
  • Whenever I throw myself into a meadow, an angel throws herself beside me
  • Whenever I let Nature fill my heart, an angel can rest
  • Whenever I feel sensual, an angel gets ready to fly
  • Sometimes an angel brings me my breakfast
  • I know that is is an angel, who lets the sun shine
  • Angels color all the flowers
  • Often angels also emerge from flowers
  • Everybody has a Guardian Angel
  • Angels take care of the whole wide world
  • Angels measure the time of our lives.....
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