http://blue.wellness.com/blog/20582/bringing-angels-into-your-life/andrew-pacholyk
Yes, Doctor, with grace & humility. Absolutely. Siempre.
People scoff, give you the "eye roll" (you know the one), when the subject of angels is in the dialogue. You need not "bring them into your life"; they have been assigned to each of us, while still in our mother's womb, and are a manifestation of the boundless love & mercy of The Great Spirit, God, Heavenly Father, Yahweh, Jehovah, Allah.... to Whomever we address our prayers and look to for Divine Guidance. They are with us right now and always, until we transition.
I became aware of my two sometime during 2007. The experience was astonishing, profound. I was in an up/down relationship with a much younger man--a writer, poet, drug-addicted alcoholic Mama's Boy--a broken-winged bird, like me. I gave and did everything; he, not so much. I was in a state of emotional & spiritual starvation. I laid the grand banquet, but no place was set for me.
I was dangerously underweight, underslept, under-appreciated. I returned to the ranch one night, took care of all the animals, and him, of course. I stood beside the big bed, alone & lonely & exhausted. I don't know to this day what made me speak out loud to my angels (sheer desperation, I suspect), but their presence was more than mere feeling or intuition. I sensed their presence and, even more, their very real compassion. I felt their love.
"Please, PLEASE let me sleep tonight, without Ambien, Restoril. I need to still my body, quiet my mind and sleep. Dream, even. And while you're at it, can you please give me one of those great flying dreams? Been so long since I flew.... Thank you."
I pulled back the covers, had one knee on the bed. Before my head was on the pillow, I was FLYING !! Awake, not dreaming, I don't remember getting into bed. I was high in the sky, over the treetops, the buildings & streets & people smiling & waving. So exhilarating, and I couldn't freakin' believe it !! Then again, it seemed so natural, like I could make it happen any time I wanted, without asking. That they granted my request instantaneously showed not only how much they loved me, but how long they had waited to be acknowledged.
It was such a remarkable experience, and I have been graced with many more since then, particularly when my precious daughter was diagnosed with estrogen-fueled aggressive breast cancer three years ago (left breast, bilateral mastectomy +++, and chemo, too. Killed me over & over again the months she was subjected to four courses of chemo poisoning, which I knew in my heart was entirely unnecessary.). The Angels gave me such other-worldly affirmations the morning of Jen's surgery, after a long very long night of pacing, crying, praying.... these are another incredible story!
It was after the period of Jen's dis-ease that I looked into the rear-view mirror, and saw all the points on that timeline where they had interceded and, yes, absolutely saved me.
Our angels are here to serve and protect us, not only during the big "events" in our lives, but even the very smallest of our so-called trials. They were here for me during my move last
year from the high desert of far West Texas, near the Mexican border---w/ four rescue critters, three cats & a girl pit bull---to Lexington, Kentucky. Yes, I'm crazy! But I don't have to speak aloud to them any longer. I just sit quietly when I'm overwhelmed, and communicate telepathically, like when one of the kitties got out in the deep woods on the Kentucky River during days of torrential rains. All my searching, calling, mud-trudging along the river were in vain. I knew it was beyond my control to bring her safely back. Defeated, I sat inside, wet, miserable & feeling guilty, closed my eyes and took deep breaths, visualizing how her return should happen. An hour later Sally came to the door precisely the moment I opened it, and came in without struggle.
Our Angels are always standing by, wanting to help. They want to be asked. They want to be acknowledged. They want to be thanked.
And I thank you, Dr. Pacholyk, for your lovely article. My name is Sophie.
Posted by Sophie Marie