This is not being written necessarily for the believer or the non believer. It is written for those who are curious, who are unsure and who want to believe. It is not written to convince anyone of anything, but is merely my personal experience which I am choosing to share. This is the foundation of my personal belief system, It is not religious per say but is rooted in the ultimate belief that there is something…an unknown “being” in existence. I do not care what you call that being…it is irrelevant in the context of this blog.
“What this power is, I cannot say.All I know is that it exists” – Alexander Graham Bell
The manifestation of this power, for me, is in the power of the angels and spirits I feel around me. Let me begin with a couple of stories. They are true and told to you here, honestly and fully, although perhaps briefly.
When i was about three years old, I began nursery school. This was back in the early 1960s so seatbelts and other safety norms of today, were very optional. The school bus was a red station wagon, the driver was “Uncle” Jack. Kids were piled into the “bus”. I was painfully shy and did not want to get into this crowded strange vehicle. I cried. The next pickup was Wendy. She too was in tears. We clung to each other, instant best friends, brought together by tears. It was hard to separate us after that. skip ahead to the last day of school,June 1970. Wendy and i always walked home from our local elementary school via my house. She was going on a family vacation and was so excited. She hugged me and said she would call as soon as she got back. Wendy, her mom and one of her sisters died in a plane crash on July 5, 1970. Her father and other sister were travelling separately, so although everyone on the plane died, her dad and oldest sister Lynda survived. (I strongly recommend that you read Lynda’s book, Repairing Rainbows as it talks about surviving and living after tragedy). I was 9 and Wendy was 8 years old…it was just prior to her 9th birthday. My child’s mind could not fathom the devastation so as I grew up, Wendy came to me in my dreams. We chatted and hung out. As I grew older, so did Wendy, but always looking the same as when i saw her last, just older. She guided me through troubling times and was with me always. Now some may say she was only in my mind, but she was in my heart, my mind and my thought processes. She was tangible. I could touch her and was hugged by her often. When i cried, she was with me. She was my spirit guide, my guardian angel and my friend. I saw her and felt her and heard her.
When my dad died, three years ago, I felt the loss as any child does when a parent passes. However my father had had Alzheimer’s for several years so I had actually felt the loss begin long before he passed. I did not feel his presence and I did not wonder if he was with me. My childhood had been difficult, not because of him, at least not wholly, but related to him. I will come back to my dad in a minute.
A couple of months ago, a dear friend of mine spent a few weeks on life support, then he passed away. It was sudden and devastating to many people. While he was on life support, he came to visit me. I did not want to acknowledge what that meant, but in my heart, I knew he was not coming back as a man I could call or hang out with. He told me he was happy, he was fine and not to worry. He held me as I cried. He came back several times after passing and always told me not to worry, not to cry, then he would hold me and dance with me, slowly and lovingly. The last time he came, that I could tangibly feel him, he told me not to question things that were coming for me. I was not to wonder where they came from, how they happened or why. “Just accept them” he said to me. No questions. Five things.
In the past month, I feel like my dad and my friend have come together for me. Four things have happened for me that I want to question but I dare not. They are good things that have changed my life around. I do not feel the need to ask one question…I know where they come from. For the first time in three years, I feel my father’s presence. I feel that he and my friend are collaborating to support me, love me and guide me. I can now talk to my dad and feel like he is with me when I call or cry for him. I feel his fatherly embrace. He has found a peace that he never had in life and is choosing to share it with me. He found a friendship with my friend as two men who both love me and want me to be joyful. they had a lot in common in life but never met. They are collaborating and are my guardian angels. Wendy’s sister is a mom and now a grandmother. Her family needs her and she is with them. She no longer visits me but is still in my heart.
Why have I shared these stories with you? What message am I trying to convey? I want everyone reading this to know that, whether we feel them or not, we have guardian angels, spirit guides, an immortal presence. If you do not believe in them, they are still with you. They do not have the power to bring as much change in your life as those changes start in your heart. They are present though. Angels and spirits are one of the ways our loved ones come back to us. I also believe in re incarnation. My experience with angels has made me ask why some come to us in that form and some are reborn in other bodies but the same spirits. I believe that my daughter has my grandmother’s spirit, back to spend the time with me we did not have enough of when she was alive. Perhaps that is why some are reborn and some are not. Some spirits still have important things to do which requires a mortal body. I believe that I have had at least two previous lives. I am also of the belief that those fears which we have which seem insurmountable and very powerful, are the result of events in those past lives.
I am not trying to convince anyone of anything. I do ask, however, that you give the energy inside you a minute to meditate. Feel the presence of the energy around you and allow yourself to hold it in your heart and mind. Angels and spirits are yours to receive and love.
I am a Master Certified Life Coach. I do not claim to have any ability to communicate with those who have passed beyond those directly connected to me. I can help you find your joy and your spirits that are within you. Contact me at andrea@unleashtheknow.com
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