• Donna Frasca

The Day I Got Hugged By An Angel

It was the summer of 2015, and I was in a “Meet Your Spirit Guide” class. It was a small class which is always nice - no distractions. This day forever changed my life.


Everyone had their eyes closed, feet planted on the floor for grounding, and you could hear the deep inhales and exhales as many people do while they are in a meditative state.


It was a guided meditation since the class at this point was fairly new to the “meet your Spirit” stuff which is always nice, and guided meditations make it easier to visualize what you’re doing.


As the meditation progressed, I was getting a bit frustrated because I wasn’t seeing anything, which is highly unusual for me since I’m 3rd eye strong - a very visual person.


Black. Blank. Nothing.


With a deep sigh of ‘I just wasted my money and then exhaled. I feel like I’m wasting my time! Then something strange happened.”

I saw an indigo blue swirl - keep in mind my eyes are closed now - and it was mixing in with lighter blues and darker blues. I remember thinking that this was cool beans to see such pretty swirls of color.

Around the outside of the blue sphere were more shades of blue, but they weren’t in a ball; they were just all over the place in no special pattern, just swirling and moving like the air would if it had color. (see painting above)


Clear out of nowhere; I saw a really bright light. It was like a yellow-white, or the whitest white you can imagine, towards the bottom part of my vision.


I was in awe of what I was seeing because, at that point, I hadn’t seen such vivid colors before, not that clear or that saturated.


Then, from the sides of my vision, I saw something coming in around me on the left and right of me, very much like someone was behind me and was about to hug me. I saw a pair of wings, just the tips at that point.


I was like, “what the heck is this?” and I felt my head turn to the left and right to see where these wings were coming from.


Now all of this is going on while I’m “meditating” with my eyes closed, listening to the person’s voice guiding the meditation.


As she said something like, “ok, now look around, and you should see your Guides …” her voice just faded away because I was in awe of this amazing movie that was playing before my eyes.


So I’m seeing these wings come from around me, and when I tell you that they were the brightest bright white yellow that I’ve seen in my life, and remember that I’m the Color Girl, the colors that I saw in my life didn’t even come close to it. There was not a white enough. There was not a yellow saturated enough. The colors in the picture above that I painted look like mud compared to what I saw. It was an image of swirling indigo, bright heavenly whites, and glitter here and there on the wings. It was breathtaking.


As I’m sitting there in class, I feel like I’m watching a never-ending series on TV. The wings began to close in on me and surround me. These wings were hugging me as if an Angel was standing behind me, holding me close. I saw big, beautiful wings wrap around me.


I couldn’t breathe, not because I was getting choked but from emotion - incredible, incredible, blissful love. It was warm, loving, happy, glorious, and any other adjective I can use to describe this wonderfulness.


I felt my throat knot up; you know, right before you’re about to ball. “What’s happening? What’s going on? What do I do?”


Apparently, I was the only one who experienced this in the room. I looked around as everyone came out of their meditation, and they were like - well, like nothing, for lack of better words.


I couldn’t breathe, and I had to get out of there, so I ran to the bathroom and just started crying. They weren’t sad tears but tears of joy and bafflement.


I was embarrassed that I was crying so profusely, so I stayed in the bathroom for a few minutes until I composed myself.


Did I just get hugged by an Angel? I know I did because I SAW the wings. I FELT the love, and I just KNEW it was an Angel.


I went back to the class, reassured everyone that I was still alive, and told my teacher that I had just been hugged by an Angel. I described to everyone what I just saw and felt, and she said that she only knew of one other person that got an Angel hug, and she’s a Medium.


At that point, I knew hands down what my path in life would be. After all, it’s not every day that you get hugged by one of God’s Angels.


Now I know many of you may be thinking this is BS, but what would I have to gain by making this up? Nothing.


A few days later, also in the class, the teacher was talking about validation. When you “see” something or sense a Spirit or Angel nearby, how do you know that it’s legit? What signs do you have that you know it’s true and not just something you concocted in your mind?


Well, much of the journey that I’m on is not only “seeing” things but also just “knowing” them. Being able to see is Clairvoyance, and Claircognizance is clear “knowing.” Among others, those are my two strong “Clairs.”


A few days went by, and I was in my backyard just enjoying the birds, garden, and just being alone when I saw a vertical wall of glitter. Right then and there, I just knew it was an Angel dropping by to say hi. I remember smiling, knowing that I saw an Angel. A few minutes later, I went into the house and thought nothing of it.


Between the time I received my Angel hug and I saw the glitter wall in my backyard, I painted the painting you see on top of this post. I hung the painting up in my office, and one day I was sitting by my computer, admiring it and the story behind it. I was very annoyed that I couldn’t get the colors right, but that was the best I could do. So I’m looking and looking and looking at the painting, then all of a sudden, I just got 100% validation - not that I needed any - that the glitter wall in the yard was an Angel.


I got up out of my chair and looked really close to the painting, and noticed that I added little patches of glitter to certain parts of the painting.


Here is a close-up shot of my painting where the glitter is. I didn't even remember putting the glitter on my painting until a few days later, when I was staring at it.


Angel hug, Angel painting, seeing the glitter outside, knowing that it was an Angel I saw, seeing glitter on the painting, putting 2 + 2 together and again, that Claircognizance kicked in and the ah-ha moment hit - this is how Angles communicate to me.


So do I even need to say that this was the most profound moment of my life? It forever changed who I am today and clearly, clearly told me what my path in life is to be.


Being able to see Angels is wonderful in itself but receiving a hug from them is nothing short of a miracle.