Angels communicate with us through numbers

You have guardian angels with you right now~continuously, guaranteed! Your angels guide you through your life each and every day. They communicate with us in different ways, they may send messages to you through your thoughts, give you strange feelings, you may hear words, and even see visions. They also show you signs~that is, things that you see repeatedly with your physical eyes. One of their favorite signs relates to number sequences. These are numerals that you repeatedly see on license plates, phone numbers, clocks, and so on.

Do you ever wonder if any of these number sequences have meaning? Well, you’re not alone. I am a huge fan of Doreen Virtue, PhD.  She is one of the most well renowned persons on the subject of angels!  The following is an exert from one of her posts and from one of her many books on the subject of Angels.  She has written a book titled “Angel Numbers”, it is devoted to those numbers that the Angels communicate to us with, and their definitions.  So here’s a taste!

“Many people have asked us about their meaning (angel numbers) during our angel workshops. So, we went to the Source and asked for guidance to interpret the meanings of repetitive number sequences. As a longtime student of Pythagorean sacred numerology (including a past life as his student) and also an angel channeler, I rapidly received information as to what the angels were conveying through these sequences.

My workshop audiences loved it when I discussed the significance of these groups of numbers, and asked if I would compile a list for them to refer to. So, my book, Healing with the Angels, included a chapter listing the meanings. After Healing with the Angels many people said that they carried the book with them as a reference tool for interpreting the numbers they saw. They asked for an even more comprehensive book that was pocket-size which has just been published under the title, Angel Numbers.
Number-sequence interpretation is an easy way to receive messages from your angels. Numerals are everywhere, from digital clocks to billboards to license plates. Each number has a unique vibrational frequency relating directly to its meaning.

This ancient wisdom harkens back to great teachers such as Hermes, Plato, and Pythagoras. Pythagoras said that everything in the Universe is mathematically precise, and each number has its own vibration, meaning, and virtue. Plato wrote everything in the Universe is built from basic geometrical shapes derived from numbers, such as triangles (from three) and cubes (from four). The sacred mystical Jewish text of the Zohar (Kabbalah) discusses the power of the vibrations from numbers and letters.

The angels also say that the placement of the numbers in a sequence holds special meaning. For example, when there are three or more numbers, the center digit is of primary focus. The angels say that this number represents the “heart” of the matter.

Numerology is one of the few sacred sciences that has kept its magic from ancient to modern times. The angels remind us that we’re all alchemists, and that we’re powerful enough to manifest our true desires through Divine magic. Numbers point out the importance of seeing Heavenly messages third-dimensionally in order to show us the lessons, the growth opportunities, and the guidance contained within each of our experiences.

Below is a sampling of some number sequences your angels may show to you. Ask for clarification if the numbers’ message is unclear by saying to them silently or aloud, “Please clearly explain so I’ll easily understand.” As with any divination tool, defer to your own inner wisdom as the ultimate authority. In other words, if in doubt, then trust your gut.

Three-digit Numbers
111 – Monitor your thoughts carefully, and be sure to only think about what you want, not what you don’t want. The sequence is a sign that there is a gate of opportunity opening up, and your thoughts are manifesting into form at record speeds. The 111 is like the bright light of a flash bulb. It means that the universe has just taken a snapshot of your thoughts and is manifesting them into form. Are you pleased with what thoughts the universe has captured? If not, correct your thoughts…ask your angels to help you with this if you have difficulty controlling or monitoring your thoughts.

123 — Simplify your life. Get rid of anything that’s pulling at your energy, time, or finances—especially anything that pulls you away from your life purpose. The ascended masters are helping you with this simplification.

222 — Have faith. Everything’s going to be all right. Don’t worry about anything, as this situation is resolving itself beautifully for everyone involved.

333 — The Ascended Masters are near you, desiring you to know that you have their help, love and companionship. Call upon the Ascended Masters often, especially when you see the number 3 patterns around you. Some of the more famous Ascended Masters include: Jesus, Moses, Mary, Quan Yin and Yogananda.

444 — Thousands of angels surround you at this moment, loving and supporting you. You have a very strong and clear connection with the angelic realm, and are an Earth angel yourself. You have nothing to fear—all is well.

555 — Buckle your seatbelts. A major life change is upon you. This change should not be viewed as being “positive” or “negative” since all change is but a natural part of life’s flow. Perhaps this change is an answer to your prayers, so continuing seeing and feeling yourself to be at peace.

666 — Your thoughts are out of balance right now, focused too much on the material world. This number sequence asks you to balance your thoughts between Heaven and Earth. Like the famous, “Sermon on the Mount” the angels ask you to focus on spirit and service, and know your material and emotional needs will be met as a result.

777 — The angels applaud you… “congratulations, you’re on a roll! Keep up the good work and know your wish is coming true.” This is an extremely positive sign and you should also expect more miracles to occur.

888 — A phase of your life is about to end, and this is a sign to give you forewarning to prepare. This number sequence may mean you are winding up an emotional career or relationship phase. It also means there is light at the end of the tunnel. In addition it means, The crops are ripe. Don’t wait to pick and enjoy them. In other words, don’t procrastinate in making your move or enjoying the fruits of your labor.

875 — The changes you’re making have put you on the right path for manifesting abundance in all ways.

999 — Get to work, Lightworker! The world needs your Divine life purpose right now. Fully embark upon your sacred mission without delay or hesitation.

000 — A reminder you are one with God, and to feel the presence of your Creator’s love within you. Also it is a sign that a situation has gone full circle.

Four-digit Numbers
To interpret the meaning of four-digit numbers, break the number sequence into three digits and read that interpretation. Then, add the last digit’s interpretation to know the meaning of the entire sequence. For instance, to interpret 2048, begin with the first three digits: 204, and read its interpretation:

204 — God and the angels ask for your patience. Stay filled with faith that your prayers have been heard and are answered.

Then, read interpretation of the last of the four digits in 2048, which is 8:

8 — Know that financial abundance is coming to you now.

Put these two interpretations together and you have the meaning of 2048: God and the angels ask for your patience. Stay filled with faith that your prayers have been heard and are answered. Financial abundance is coming to you now.

Summarizing these combined interpretations, then, 2048 means: “Heaven assures you that your money needs will be supplied. Have patience.”

Five-digit Numbers
You can interpret five-digit numbers in a similar fashion. Just take the first three digits and read its meaning, then read the interpretation of the last two digits in the number sequence. Combine these meanings and then summarize them.

Here’s an example using the five-digit number sequence, 99900:

999 — Get to work, Lightworker! The world needs your Divine life purpose right now. Fully embark upon your sacred mission without delay or hesitation.

And here is the meaning of the last two numbers:

00 — This means that the Creator is emphasizing a message to you and asks that you pay attention and follow the guidance without delay.

Next, add the meanings of the two together to find that 99900 means:

Get to work, Lightworker! The world needs your Divine life purpose right now. Fully embark upon your sacred mission without delay or hesitation. The Creator is emphasizing this message to you and asks that you pay attention and follow the guidance without delay.

In other words, God wants you to fully commit yourself to your life’s purpose…now!

Six-digit Numbers
To interpret the meaning of a six-digit number such as 225496, you’d break it into two or three-digit components. In this case, we’ll break it into 225 and 496. Then, read the interpretation for the first section, which is:

225 — Trust that this change is for the best. You are in a period of transition—letting go of the past and that which is no longer working. Let go and move forward with confidence and faith.

Then, you’d look up the meaning of the second three-digit segment:

496 — The angels ask you to make your Divine life mission your top priority right now. Don’t worry about how it will come about, or any other material aspect concerning your purpose. The angels help with everything.

Next, compile the meanings of each segment so that 225496 means:

Trust that this change is for the best. You’re in a period of transition—letting go of the past and that which is no longer working. Let go and move forward with confidence and faith. The angels ask you to make your Divine life mission your top priority right now. Don’t worry about how it will come about, or any other material aspect concerning your purpose. The angels help with everything.

This is a message, in summary, that says, “Have faith in the changes you’re experiencing. The angels ask you to focus on your Divine life mission, and they’ll supply all your material needs.”

You’ll love the continual conversations you’ll engage in with Spirit, with the help of the interpretations you’ll find in this article. Once you begin interpreting the number sequences, you’ll discover spiritual signs and messages everywhere you go. The more you learn about and notice number sequences, the more you’ll realize that Heaven is always with you—speaking with you, guiding you, and loving you. Have fun! “

A special thanks to Doreen, she has been a huge influence on me as she has inspired me in so many ways. She is a lightworker and she is a wonderful teacher, she is just an overall wonderful person who isn’t afraid to share the information she receives, she is also an amazing healer who helps all of us, teaching us how to not only communicate with our angels, but how to heal ourselves and others with their help. Thanks Again!

Yesterday was quite the day. It started with a telemarketer calling the house at 7am only to hang up as I drug myself out of bed and tried to run to the phone in time, stubbed my toe and stepped in a puddle of doggy water and spit from our 3 year labrador, Dakota (who drinks with his nose).  I immediately made a decision, a conscious decision, to not curse the guy or gal that thought it would be a good idea to try to sell me something that early in the morning.  I have to admit, due to the fact that my daughter, Faith, age 8, was now on Thanksgiving break which meant it would have been an actual day of sleeping in for the first time in a while, I felt annoyed that my first chance at being able to sleep an actual 8 hours uninterrupted was absolutely interrupted.  I caught myself as I began to feel my body tense a bit.  I took a deep breath and actually said outloud, “Not today, today is going to be a good day!”

And so, for the most part it was.  I made some phone calls, scheduled some appointments, and against my better judgement, decided to go grocery shopping.  My goal was to go in the morning but it seemed the harder I tried, the more things kept happening to keep me right where I was.  At home, taking care of this and that, making last minute arrangements for Thanksgiving Dinner, checking the grocery list not once, but twice.  Making sure the laundry was being laundered…

Before I knew it, it was almost time for dinner and I had nothing to fix.  I gently shoved my daughter into the car, asking her to put on her boots instead of her flip flops as the weather was getting cooler and it was raining outside.  She wanted to argue, but I insisted.   We were both just getting over a nasty flu bug and I didn’t want to repeat that.  Why is it that children always want to wear their summer clothes in winter and their winter clothes in summer? 

As I drove up to the market I found a parking spot pretty easily. I always ask my guides for a little extra help when I go shopping.  Ever since my back  started reaking havic with me, I haven’t had the easiest time when it comes to walking great distances so I’ve made a habit  of asking them, my wonderful guides,  for “parking help” whenever I go somewhere.  I usually end up with a parking spot right up front, and without much effort and this time was no different.  I thanked my guides and Faith and I began our weekly grocery hunt.  

I would assume that because of the Thanksgiving holiday the store was brimming with customers, all of  whom seemed to be scurrying around like mice pushing shopping carts.  It made me giggle as I watched a few women racing to see which out of the three could get their grocery cart into the cashier isle first.  I was expecting the “big crash” sound but it never happened.  All though I did over hear one of the ladies curse a few words under her breath.  Lets not forget the poor guy who is standing in line with a bottle of deoderant and a loaf of bread who is stuck behind the lady with the cart filled to the top and is trying to reign in her three boys who are having way to much fun blowing up the “last minute” shelfs before the checkout, the youngest is grabbing lighters, the baby is grabbing the magazines and throwing some on the floor and is drooling on the other two, and the oldest who isn’t paying attention because the new lego’s box he’s buying with his own allowance is the only thing on his mind.

Don’t you just love how the holidays really brings out the goodness in folks? YIKES!

As I made it through about three isles, I got a funny feeling in my stomach and remembered I lent my ATM card to my son so that he could get gas the day before, and if I was guessing correctly - he had forgotten to give it back.  So now what? Do I go home? Should I call him? Should I park the half-filled cart in the corner? I grabbed my cell phone and dialed, after three failed  attempts of trying to call I decided to text him and sure enough I got a reply.  I still don’t know what that’s all about, they have a cell phone which they don’t use as a phone, but they do use it as texting device? Isn’t that what a computer is for?

Any way, I texted him back and told him I would call him, which I did and to his dismay he agreed to drive to the market to give me back my ATM card. He didn’t really complain, but I could hear the “ugh” in his voice, besides I thought this was only fair since he borrowed my card, my money and he forgot to give it back to me.  About fifteen minutes later, there he was, my wonderful handsome son.  Hard to believe he’ll be 18 in a week, an adult….WOW!

He darted out of the store so fast that as I turned around to wave goodbye  he was nowhere to be seen.  They are quick when they want to be!  Unlike when you ask them to clean their room or do the dishes… I laughed and Faith and I were back on track, grabbing items off the shelf, crossing them off of the grocery list, my organized list that I had so carefully rewrote for fifteen minutes because I asked my children to make the list today to help out, unfortunately, 90 percent of the items on the list ended in “chips” or “soda” and sometimes “chocolate”.  I didn’t really have a problem with the chocolate, but I did have to add the staples like milk, eggs, bread and of course ketchup (organic of course!)  

Before I knew it, the last item was in the cart, double-fudge brownie chocolate ice-cream to be exact!  It’s always last on the list only because I don’t want it to melt into milk foam by the time we get home!  We finished our shopping, paid for our stuff, and off to the car we went.

It was really cold out, unusual for our beautiful Northern California weather.  It had just rained, I could see that the water was still dripping and running off of the car, there were puddles surrounding the car.  I told Faith to get into the car to get warm as I put the bags into the car.  She asked if she could put the keys in the ignition and turn on the car so she could listen to the radio and turn on the heater while she waited.  I didn’t hesitate, I turned the key, but this time I did something I don’t normally do. I turned the key just far enough to turn on the “battery”, the radio turned on, she hit the lights and turned them on above her head so she could see to open her “I was a good girl while my mom shopped” treat.   I saw that the GPS also turned on and the inside of the car was now lit up quite nicely.  I didn’t think twice about all of the gadgets that were now turned on.  It was taking me a bit longer to load the bags into the car, because unfortunately the nice lady who was bagging the items was only putting 2 or 3 items in a bag, I  remember thinking I really needed to remember to bring my canvas bags next time, what a waste of plastic.  There must have been at least two dozen bags.  As I was loading the car, I was being a good girl, because of my back pain I was following my “doctors orders” and only carrying a couple bags at a time as to not lift more than I should and mess my back up again.  So far so good.

After about the fifteenth bag I realized that a few of my “squishy” bags, the bag with the bread, the bag with the eggs, and the bag with the fruit were bagged with the giant orange juice containers and cans and were being smushed into thin air.  So I ended up switching up a few things in the bags, “re-bagging”  probably took me another ten minutes or so. 

I finally finished and got into the car.   I looked across the parking lot I realized that there was someone I had recognized, I waited a few minutes to see if they would come any closer to my car so that I could say hi, but it never happened, o’well. 

As I turned the key to start the engine I heard this grinding noise, the kind of grinding noise you hear when you try to start the car after you have all ready started the car, and everyone in the parking lot turns to look at you like your a goofball and then they turn away like they’ve never done the same thing.  HAH I say!  I turn the key back, I listen, but soon realize the car is not running, why did it make that noise? I’m not sure, I just new the car wasn’t starting like it normally does.

I turned the key again, this time there was only a fast ticking noise, “tic, tic, tic, tic, tic, tic, tic, tic”  then silence, nothing…….again I turned the key, again the ticking noise, “tic, tic, tic, tic.”  This time there weren’t as many tics.  I must have tried starting the car like that over a dozen times.  The more I tried the less tic noises I heard.  Soon there was only one ”tic”.   I couldn’t believe that we sat there with the battery running out for as long as we did, but I had done just that!  Faith started to get scared and panicky asking, “What are we gonna do Mommy? Are we going to be ok?” 

“Absolutely we will be ok sweetie!” I said.  I knew in my heart that ultimately we would be ok, but what a hassle I thought to myself.  My battery to my car was dead.  Unlike spirit that once they’ve passed over they seem to enjoy talking with me, but not the battery, not even a peep!

“Do I call my husband?” I thought first.  No, when I left the house he was all ready grumpy because dinner wasn’t even close to being ready and I hadn’t even gone shopping for it yet.  He would probably be annoyed I thought, I didn’t want to annoy him, he’s been working so hard lately and putting up with so much all ready.  Getting up in the morning before 5am, working ten hour days, the least I could do was have dinner ready for him when he got home right? Wrong, thank goodness he loves me for me, I’ve never been the type to be that organized, pick up the kids, do homework after school with them, cook them a healthy snack, do all the laundry while fixing dinner, baking homemade pies for desert….I maybe crafty but Martha Stewart I”M NOT!!!!  I get it all done, just not necessarily in that order.  Faith was getting worried.  Ever since she and I were in a car accident about a year ago, if ever there’s something going on with the car or us in the car, or even if I have to stop the car quickly, she gets nervous.  “We’ll make it home, right Mom?” she asked.  “Yes sweetie, don’t worry, we’re gonna be just fine, I promise!” I reassured her.

I decided to call my son again, even though I knew he’d be really irritated that he had to drive to the market twice in one hour, once to give me the ATM card, the other to help me start my car, not to mention he’d have to search the garage at home for the jumper cables.  No answer, his phone went straight to voicemail, a sure sign that he wasn’t ever going to answer the phone again, well atleast tonight anyway. He had no plans of going any where else tonight!  I called my husbands cell phone, who was only two rooms away from my son, no answer.  Now I  meant business, I called the home phone, thinking that would get their attention! We have caller ID and when someone calls, if you’re watching TV, the caller ID shows up on the TV monitor.  Nope, still no answer.  He must have fallen asleep.  I looked at the clock on my cell phone, it was now 8:00, we’d been there waiting now for 30 minutes, and the harder I tried to start the car, the less chances I had of the battery “coming back to life”.

Without any further thought I grabbed my daughters hand, “Just trust me on this” I said.  I put her hand in mine, weaving our fingers together.  Nice and loud I asked with conviction, “Archangel Michael, I want you to know that I am so thankful for all that you have done for me and my family, I am grateful and appreciative for all of the loving and helpful things that you have ever done for us!  Faith and I are asking you at this time for your wonderful, loving and awesome abilities, to please help us at this time.  Our car is not starting, the battery is dead.  I ask you at this time for your help, I have heard that you are the angel to call upon in times of need, especially when it comes to situations like this, when folks need help and when things need fixing.  Can you please find it in your loving angelic heart to help us by starting my car!”  I could barely believe the words that were now flowing from my heart.

I looked at Faith, she smiled and said “Go ahead Mom, try it.”  I put the key in the ignition again and turned the key to the right.  Without a “tic” and without any hesitation  my car started.  “YEAH!!!!!” we both shouted.  “Thank you so much Archangel Michael!!!!” I said so loudly and with so much love and appreciation in my heart. 

Earlier in the day, I was contemplating making a few changes in my life.  I have been hesitant in moving forward with them because of fear.  Fear of what others may think, fear of what would happen.  I had asked my angels, my guides and Creator to please give me a sign so that I would know what path to take.  I think I got my answer!  One thing that I learned from my experience with Archangel Michael is that fear is something that has the ability to bring you down in your life. If you replace that fear with love and trust in that love…Only miracles will follow!

Kissing Angels by Moonlight

I’ve decided that it’s easier to communicate with spirit and the angels than it is with my husband and my children. Angels and Spirit will always communicate with us in a manner that is gentle and kind, and most importantly they will always tell us the truth.

Then there is our family. Those wonderful people that we spend our lives with… The folks who know us, the peeps that we spend all of our waking moments with and even our sleeping moments for some. Then why is it so difficult at times to have meaningful and worthwhile conversations with them? I feel like I’m pulling teeth when I’m trying to get my husband to have a normal conversation with me…

You know the conversation, “Hey Honey, I’m home, how was your day? How are you doing? I love you…” You would think I was the enemy, the enemy that we are not allowed to tell our trade secrets too…I didn’t realize that going to the pub after work was such a guarded event. I have recently been privy to knowing the foreign language that is used to confuse us (the enemy known as the wives). The events were known as the “Safety Meetings”.  Having cracked the code I feel it is my responsibility to share with other wife’s, “Safety Meetings” and “Need to help ‘So&So’ with his car” (the word car in this sentence may also be replaced with lawnmower, truck, boat, trailer, hunting gear, just to name a few of the more frequently used words).  This is the code word or line given to us for “Beers at the local sports bar.”  Who’d have guessed?

My only goal at this time is to just understand why they feel the need to protect from us this thing known as “guy time” or as some man circles describe it as “out with the boys.”

The funny thing is, I can only speak for myself, but I love my me time, sharing coffee with the girls or the quiet peaceful relaxed feeling that encompasses the home when the guys have gone hunting for the weekend. No alarm clocks to remind us that it’s time to go “do guy stuff”, no stinky socks to permiate the house, the childrens laughter as they play tag and other noisy chasing games through the house not being interrupted by the male yelp of “SSSssshhhh….I’m trying to hear the game”. That one confuses me the most because as soon as the remote is in hand and the channel on the tv switches to ESPN sounds of snoring can be heard at decimals louder then a jet plane flying over the house …. You get the idea.

I can’t forget there are the children who feel the need to blurt out “I didn’t do it!” or “Brother did it!” when they hear their named being called out.

So with that being said I am looking forward to my “meditation time” where I can sit in a room and contemplate my journey, my life’s path. Asking my guides and angels for answers to life’s questions. I’m still waiting to hear the answer though as to why the husband doesn’t like to talk about anything other than sports….

Namaste

I want to share a story with you. For those of you who know you have a gift but are afraid to share it…

Approximately a year and a half ago, I woke up one morning to hearing three names. My spirit guides kept repeating them, the names will be changed to protect the innocent-lol) Carol, Howard and Jean. I began asking everyone I ran across that morning if they were related to Carol, Howard and Jean. Nope, Nope, Nope, so by the time I got to work I thought maybe I was just trying to drive myself nuts and just obsessing. Anyway, I walked into my shop, and “Pat” was at the front desk smiling away, wishing me a warm hello. Hello I said, and couldn’t help myself, in fact, it came out like word vomit. “Pat? Do you know a Carol, Howard and a Jean?” “Yes” Pat said. “Carol is my mother-in-law, Tom’s mom.” I said “Ok fine? And Howard and Jean have passed away right?”

“No” Pat said. “Howard is still alive, but Jean has passed” I couldn’t help myself, because the message I got that morning was very clear! Not to mention, I had no idea who these folks were! Carol was the daughter and Howard and Jean were her parents, and my message was that they were both passed and they were saying hello to Carol. I didn’t know what to say to Pat. All I knew is that the message I got and the information Pat gave me were different. I didn’t know what to say. I suddenly knew it, but I couldn’t say it. Jean was coming through not just to say Hi, but to help Howard cross over, it was his time, my message was a bit confused, I thought they were both passed, but Jean was on the other side waiting for her soul mate, Harold to cross over to her so that they could be together.

I asked Pat “Are you sure?” She looked at me like I was nuts! She didn’t really believe in all my “witchy-woo” stuff, but I knew what was about to happen, thank goodness the phone rang to distract us both from the conversation that neither one of us was comfortable with at that point.

Pat came to work the following day to tell me that Howard had crossed over the night before at dinner. The family was having there evening meal, and Howard took a breath and leant over his plate, yes, he was gone. Pat began to cry a bit as she shared the news with me, I felt choked up and all I could say to her was “I’m sorry”, but inside I felt almost a sense of relief, I knew it was going to happen.

“Remember yesterday morning when I asked you about Carol, Howard and Jean…?” She looked at me with a blank stare and suddenly looked as though she was about to pass out. Spirit doesn’t always give you exact details, times or what exactly will or did happen, but trust what you get, write it down, it could be hours, days, months, years,,,or even minutes in my case, but at some point it will all make senseto you, you (or I) will be validated. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve gotten information and had no idea what to do with, who to give it to, or what the signs were for, because maybe I hadn’t been shown yet. Trust me when I say when I give a reading, it’s interactive. I just need to say that it’s not up to me to figure out the puzzle, they give me the pieces that will fit for you!

So bless you and your spirit guides, and may they help guide you along your path, may you be open to listen and to be open to their love.

Bright blessings to you.

So I’ve been practicing my “channeling abilities”. I have met two new guides now. It’s been an incredible feeling and experience. I highly recommend the book Opening to Channel, How to Connect With Your Guide by Sanaya Roman and Duane Packer. I’ve have been communicating with my guide Ariel since I was about 21. And thankfully she is still here with me. I actually think she’s been with me since I was a baby, since I had vivid memories of her as a child. Very angelic like, with flowing white robes, similar to that of a high priestess, and her presence felt like that of an angel floating on a light beam. The other night, when I started working on meeting my guides, I began to remember specific events from my childhood.

One day in particular, that I can’t forget because it was so terrifying, I must have been about 5, maybe 6 years of age. My mom took me to church one Sunday. The Open Hand Christian church I believe is what it was called. From the outside it felt medieval, big wooden doors adorned the front of the church with the big rot iron door handles and bolts. But I have to say, the inside felt even more dark. I remember things were covered with red velvet. I remember sitting in the third pew back from the front. The pastor was speaking of the devil, and to fear God. He was yelling it! How awful I thought. I remember hearing a voice even then, a comforting voice telling me not to worry, that the man was only speaking of what he new, and out of fear, and that there was no such thing as the devil, only evil, which was the absence of God and Light, the higher self, the light within our hearts. I told my mom that I didn’t want to go back, so we didn’t.

And that was that. I told my mom what I had heard, what my “angel” told me. And I can’t remember my mother ever taking me to church again. I think she probably thought it frightened me. Or that I was crazy. But I felt more of a sense that it was fake and made up rather than something to be feared. I remember telling myself at that age that God is good, he wouldn’t create something so bad. He gives us choices and it’s up to us to decide what it is that we want to do with it from there…

So here I am, feeling really happy and lucky, with Ariel still by my side, and now Connie, I think that’s what her name is. There is an Irish accent and a sense that she comes from a strong Celtic or Welsh knowing…I can’t find the right word to use besides “knowing”, it just seems right. And she has a wonderful light sense of humor, and seems very wise. To the point. Similar to Ariel. But more helpful, or more available? I get the feeling she is here for me for different reasons.

There is another guide, I think is a masculine energy but I still haven’t gotten to much on him yet, still he seems quiet.

My lesson in all of this has been my truth. I’ve known my whole life what I believe. It hasn’t wavered. I remember seeing faces and shadows when I was a kid, I felt things happening to me that weren’t, (like when my dad had a heartattack, I felt it) I knew that it happened or was happening to someone else. I would tell my mom, and she would say I was just having a bad dream. Funny how she now asks me if my Grandma is around and to do readings for her, she’s particulary fond of the tarot…

Warm wishes and laughter to all…

Good night.

Namaste

M