Just a thought about an experience I had when I traveled to Alaska just about 22 years ago. I knew that my family and friends were concerned about my coming up here alone, driving from Oregon to Prince Rupert, BC (I had a wonderful time!) and taking the Alaska State ferry to Juneau.

All the time - literally, all the time - I 'saw' a drapery of bright, golden sparklies surrounding me, emanating from above in a pyramidal form. They were silent but everywhere. They lasted until the day I disembarked in Juneau and called 'home'.