3 posts tagged “angels”
To understand the story, you must know of my intensive work in prayer and cultivation of faith with supreme beings, guides and angels.
A few days ago, and as I was preparing for the viewings two studios, I wondered how I might decide if I like them both equally.
I heard in my wide-open intuitive self that a phone would ring, a bell would chime, to signal the right space when present in it.
It might be that phone of the landlord showing the apartments would ring. Or mine. Or I might overhear a ringing phone from the street. Or a siren.
I acknowledged the information and let it flow without attachment or expectation.
I viewed the first studio and liked it immediately, its energy, location, cleanliness and privacy. Even the Asian artifacts and that the current tenant is with the military -- repeatedly my good fortune arrives with a connection to the military -- resonated as positive signs.
Keeping all options open, I viewed the second studio. Its presence on a noisy road was the first indicator that it was not a good fit; the interior did not win me over either.
There was no contest; I said to D. that I liked the first one.
I could have left at then after receiving the application, Instead, I requested to return to the first apartment for a closer look at the kitchen.
We did so. As I inspected the room, a telephone rang. His cell phone with a ringtone like chimes.
I smiled inside.
I did not need the sign. There it was, in accordance with divine premonition.
Because we were in a lower-level apartment, the connection was poor and lost. And the caller rang again.
I couldn't help smiling a second time.
The angels smiled radiant smiles with me. This is how and why I know this move is blessed and protected.
I'm a fan of online interactive divination, tarot cards and the like. And one of my fav sites is this one, with five packs of healing cards by various well-known folks in the New Age field. (I recommend decks by Doreen Virtue; skip Sylvia Browne's).
So last night I popped in and selected the Messages from Your Angels deck. And ... I'm not making this up ... I got this:
Angel Celeste
"A happy move to a new home or place of employment is in the works. This movement will usher in positive new energy.
Additional Message: Yes, it is time for a move. I am working with your other angels to keep your spirit and energy high during this move.
Although it may seem as if moving requires a lot of effort, when you work with me and the other angels, it can actually be a time of great joy. I will help you to find a new location, and then I will assist you with the necessary details. I will also help your other family members to adjust to the move. Just ask!
All I request is your trust. Trust that God and the angels are capable of finding just the right place for you. If you decide on one certain place and it doesn't work out, it is because we are bringing you something that's even better. Expect miracles to occur that allow you to afford this change. Stay positive and don't buy into illusions or scarcity thinking. We will smooth the way, and we will also help you meet new people who can illuminate your path."
Wowie zowie, too right on for words!
I’m more certain of the existence of aliens than angels. But I once had an experience so suggestive that I was being watched over and protected by a divine presence and force that I’ve had to consider the possibility that celestial beings are with us, if not always, then perhaps when the need is the greatest.
It went down like this:
I worked the weekend shift at a newspaper in Boise, Idaho. The main thoroughfare, Curtis Road, which courses beside the newspaper, is jam-packed Monday through Friday but dead as a doornail on weekends.
On this particular Sunday, all roads were blissfully quiet. I took my usual freeway exit and sat waiting alone at the signal for the light to turn green, after which I’d make a left turn onto Curtis Road. There were no cars before or behind me, and Curtis Road traffic was nearly nil.
The light switched green. And I sat there. My foot did not move from the floorboard onto the accelerator. I have no idea why. Then, all of a sudden, from my left, a large Dodge pickup truck came barreling through its red light into the intersection and straight into my very path ... had I proceed at the light. My Subaru and I stood no chance of survival; she would have been destroyed and I dead.
As the pickup sailed past, I sat frozen in total shock with heart pounding rapidly out my chest and caught a glimpse of the truck occupants: two young males, one laughing and animatedly gesturing out his opened window.
I arrived at the job in shock and shaken to my core. In one blast, my eyes were wide opened to the fine line between life and death and how a few seconds, just a few, can radically impact or transform one's life. I shared the experience with a coworker who, coincidentally, along with her employee husband, said they'd just witnessed from the parking lot a pickup sailing through a light at such speed that it drew their attention and comment; unbeknownst to her at the time was who was just beyond the truck.
It took some years to integrate the experience such that I could talk about it, here and now. It illuminated several things, including this: When my time to go comes, I'm perfectly OK with dying by (let's call them) natural means, i.e., a plane crash, failing to negotiate a mountain curve, illness, being torn to shreds by a wild animal. What I am NOT OK with is dying at the hands of a stranger or stupidity. Among other things, it means I'll have to come back (reincarnate) to search out the person toward righting and restoring balance and frankly I've other plans and better things to do with my energy.
I can't know with certainty what force restrained me at the green light, a force that operated independently of the signals perceived by my eyes and brain that it was safe to proceed. Yet I didn't. Is that not a calling card, a signature, of divine intervention?
(to those watching over me at that intersection in Boise, thank you)