As this is my first time at publishing a story here, I thought I should start relatively slowly and also explain some background about me.
Up until recently, I have been a dancer my entire life, and have always felt most serene stood in the wings of a stage. Funny really, that this story so revolves around wings in every sense!
Being a performer, countless hours have been spent on a stage and backstage (wings, tech booths, dressing rooms etc.). Now, though most of my experiences have been personal, I thought I would start with one that was only about me, and not something I actually saw myself.
It happened during a dress rehearsal for an annual show that I was to perform in (about 2 years ago). I was in a local theatre where I am from in South Wales. To set the scene, I was stood alone in the right hand side wings of the stage (for non-stagey folk, this just means the small space on either side of the theatre stage, where you are concealed from the audience).
On the opposite side to me were my teacher and her close friend who acted as our stage manager. It is important to note that both of these women are very spiritual and I believe quite in tune with the unexplainable.
There is usually very minimal light when you are in the stage area as was the case now. I was waiting to rehearse a routine and was also acting as an assistant teacher at the time, so was spending 90% of that dress rehearsal right where I was when this event apparently occurred. There were plenty of other people in the auditorium but none where I was standing at this time.
I must stress there was nothing but black walls and a few small tables behind me and I was very much alone when our stage manager witnessed this event. She claimed to have been watching me from across the stage as we waited to progress, when she saw a large pair of white wings appear behind me, almost wrapping around me. Angel wings? Butterfly wings? What? I was told this all by my teacher shortly afterwards, a woman whom I was very close with and trust immensely.
The stage manager had apparently asked my teacher about me as she was seeing it, "Has she lost somebody close to her recently?" My teacher confirmed that in fact I had, and the manager proceeded to explain why she was asking.
I have always felt a strong feeling with me backstage since this person passed and always hoped they were there to watch me as they always had done.
One more mentionable detail would be that a while later that day, while the show was in full swing, the same stage manager said I had walked past her in the wings to go backstage and a huge gust of wind seemed to sweep after me. This stage has no natural drafts, no windows/doors, etc that could produce winds and it is always boiling when you're up there - you'd be grateful for a breeze! So again, strange.
I have always wondered about this event, and hoped that it means my loved one was with me.
If anyone could confirm this, or explain about any theories of seeing these wings, I would be so grateful!
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I definitely didn't have awareness of these wings around me, but whenever I am alone in a space like that I have felt, since this person passed, a certain presence or energy that settles me.
When it comes to experiencing anything like this before, one thing I can think of is that again since this person passed, white feathers seem to appear rather frequently around me, particularly when I feel the need for reassurance? They are always perfectly white and soft as if they've been untouched by outdoor elements etc, and have turned up in strange places i.e behind photo frames, tucked in my handbag, in my car - they will blow onto me directly often too. I always wondered if this was something of a sign, or just my brain linking random feathers because I want it to be one?
Any thoughts you may have on that would be amazing to hear.
I always keep the feathers that appear, just in case haha!
Thank you!