I have been thinking about Elvis so much this past week that I have thought of hardly anything else, even inthe midst of moving. I have felt his spirit around me so much in gentle breezes and the warm summer sun upon my face. I drempt the other night that I was at Graceland. I was looking for a job and wandered out to the barn where I saw Priscilla feeding Rising Sun. She and I were talking like we had known each other for a long time.She even looked like she did when she was married to Elvis. She told me without me even asking that they had a job for me in the archives section. I remember getting the willies and asking her if Gladys haunted that section? She gave me the creepiest look and a cold chill ran over me. I told her I wanted to work in the part of the house that Elvis would come to visit because I missed him so. That was the end of my dream.
Each morning when I wake up I go outside for a couple of minutes to see what the weather holds. Yesterday morning, I went out first thing and a small white feather fell from the sky and landed in my hair that is chest length. I took the feather and blew it gently back into the wind. A calm feeling washed over me. Much later in the day I went outside again. Again, another small feather floated floated down from above and landed beside me. Since I don't believe in coincidence I looked up to see if a small bird was nesting somewhere above me. There was nothing there. About an hour later I was sitting at our patio table while my husband had his cigar and a Monarch butterfly landed right onthe table in front of me.It stayed there gently flapping for a good ten minutes, I kid you not. He then stayed in the area I was in for another fifteen minutes or so.I never saw it leave.I just know that all of a sudden it was gone.
I have always said that when butterflies or/and feathers land on or around me that someone I know in heaven has come to say hello. Well, all I have done is think of Elvis for a solid week. I got to thinking about it today and realized that this is about the time last year when I had my Elvis dream. I remember that because it was right before I went to Hawaii last year that I had my Elvis dream. I had also just found this site and ordered Wanda's book just in time for my flight.(I was not going on that flight without that book and had it overnighted to me-haha) Wow! He still comes to me. I was so sick last year at this time. It was one of the worst times I have ever been ill with a thyroid storm. I could have died if I had not gone for help when I did, but perhaps our friend Elvis interveined and got me to the doctor in time. He has been with me while I have been so sick with different auto immune issues and he is still with me now that I am feeling better. I now know for sure that he willnbe with me as long as I want him to be, which will be as long as I live. He truly is an angel from God.

