If you lived through the 1970’s or even read about them, you may be familiar with the cheesiest pick-up line ever: “Hey, baby. What’s your sign?” This implies that if he knows my astrological sign, he has a good idea about our compatibility.
Well, baby, I’m a Gemini. How do you classify yourself? I know, I know, we aren’t supposed to limit ourselves with labels, but we still do. I don’t see it as a negative thing; just a tool to help us to understand ourselves.
Besides the zodiac, there are archetypes and psychological, social and personality models. Myers Briggs. The Big Five. Zamora personality test. Chinese horoscope. Chinese medicine. Maybe even the DSM-5.
I find all of these interesting, and they give me some comfort when I need to know I am connected and share similar traits with others. There are many of us who feel like aliens, like we don’t quite belong and are “different”. This may apply to every single one of us, for all I know.
So when I went to Angel Camp in Kona, Hawaii last June, I shouldn’t have been surprised to find yet another classification system: Realms of Earth Angels. I had already identified myself as a Lightworker light years ago, someone who had my own personal mission but felt a larger mission to contribute to the world as well. In Hawaii, I got to explore this deeper.
Doreen Virtue has a system for classifying Lightworkers that is continuously evolving, as new information comes forth. At Angel Camp, we had a delightful introduction to each realm that Doreen has currently identified, and we were asked to figure out to which realm we belonged.
There were the Incarnated Angels, with their sweet, compassionate personalities. There were the Elementals: playful fairies, pixies, gnomes and the like. There were the Wise Ones, solemn and deep. Mermaids, Knights, Star People. Hybrids and blends.
I thought about it and wasn’t sure which group I resonated with the most. I decided to approach the Fairies first. I have a history of deep, serious traits since infanthood so I knew I had some Wise One energy, but I have also been called a pixie and fairy many times throughout my life. Just look at my picture and I think you’ll see why!
A friend and I approached the Fairy station with a hesitant smile and shrug. The lead Fairy took a quick look at me and without any acknowledgment, turned her back on me and busied herself. I looked at my friend incredulously and said aloud, “Well, obviously I don’t belong here!”
Next, I wandered over to the Mystic Angels. This is a blend of Wise Ones and Angels. As I listened to the lead Mystic Angel speak, I became more and more comfortable. This group had many traits of Angels, but in addition, had both a serious side and a bawdy side. These could work in jails and institutions that would be too heartbreaking for sensitive Angels. They made good hospice workers and grief counsellors. Many of the people I’d already connected with were also drawn to this realm.
Mystic Angels might also have a naughty side that would make a card-carrying Angel blush. Some liked to drink, smoke, swear, (not me, of course!) or tell off-colour jokes. I internalized all this information and knew this was my realm. I knew I was finally Home.
At the end of this exercise, I walked away and was suddenly swept up in an unfamiliar energy. I began to sob and became so light-headed and tingly that I had to hold onto a table. I felt conspicuous and a little embarrassed, so I headed to a corner until this wave of weeping subsided. Another Mystic Angel came to check on me. I was able to choke out, “I’m okay. This is joy!” She wisely left me alone.
This was such a profound experience for me. It was amazing for me to feel so deeply that I belonged. When I came home, I identified myself as a Mystic Angel, but soon, I felt something was missing. What was it?
I was aware of it when I looked in a mirror. I was aware of it when my heart soared at the sight of the river or a tree or some beautiful flowers. I was aware of it when I made a funny face guaranteed to make water come out of my husband’s nose while he was brushing his teeth. I was aware of it when I gathered my cloth grocery bags and reusable coffee cup and went out to do errands.
I realized that my heart knew what it was doing when it first headed over to the Fairy realm in Kona. A piece of me is Fairy. I may be 90% Mystic Angel but there is soft, twinkling Fairy blood flowing through me as well. What to do! Well, as I’ve always had a rather complex personality, the only thing to do was to create a new classification for myself.
So how do I classify myself? Trust me, I’ve imagined all sorts of variations of potential names. Mystic Angel-Fairy? Wise Pixie-Angel? I settled on the name that settles most comfortably and easily within me. I am a Mystic Fairy-Angel.
And Baby, I’m curious. What’s your realm?
If you would like to discover your realm, go to Angelic Realms. You can also try this Questionnaire.
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I am a Mystic Angel with some Fairy energy whose Life Purpose is to learn, teach and share the esoteric and mysterious.