A short while ago I took a long meditative stroll across the field, past the barn, along the winding country path, passing trees, rocks, boulders, and the astounding beauty of the nature I find myself surrounded by. I was trying to choose a way of starting this new chapter on Guardian Angel/s. Many thoughts were floating past the internal screen of my mind. I knew for sure that in my later years I had an angel or angels intersect my life to protect me from certain harm that I in my mental state at the time did not know I was walking into. But, how far back did the first encounter happen with my own guardian angel. In the moment that thought appeared in my mind, another appeared just as quick, and then I knew. The first encounter that I could actually now remember was at the age of seven years old. This was the time we were living in Johannesburg, South Africa. My parents had gone out to see some friends in the early evening hours. I wanted to stay at home, and they said that was okay. At that age I was already pretty independent. I liked being by myself for certain periods of time, still do today, I know that about eight or nine o clock I decided to go to bed. Now, in South Africa at that time, there were metal bars on all the windows, in a designed pattern, to look at least somewhat aesthetic, and not like bars on a jail window. This of course was for overall protection of the home from the intrusion of burglars, which was common at the time. I remember laying my head to the pillow and falling asleep. Perhaps two or three hours later my parents awakened me abruptly. I woke up surprised and confused. My parents were by my bedside, as well there was a police officer in my room. He stood there looking down at me shaking his head from side to side, a puzzled look on his face. It was then that I found out our entire house had been robbed. The most amazing thing was that the thieves had entered through my bedroom window. They had cut the bars, stepped onto my bed (which was right below the window) and proceeded to clean out the house. What I remember the officer telling my parents is that I was extremely lucky that I was a very heavy sleeper, because, had I woken up the thieves very possibly would have taken me with them and/or killed me. The thing that I remember now so vividly is that I did awaken at the sound of the bars being cut and in the next split second all I could see was a tremendous amount of brilliant white light surrounding me. I mean I could see nothing anymore of the room, nothing, just brilliant white light. I also remember now the feeling I had at the time, it was one of complete warmth and safety. Today I know for a fact deep within me that I had been saved from possibly terrible consequences that night by my guardian angel. The minute that memory of so long ago resurfaced on that country path in nature, I had that warm, loving feeling return to me, through me, around me. I continued to stroll along the path and thought of other times throughout my life when my angel had come to my rescue in my later years. Each event that popped into my mind was crystal clear, and I now knew I was never alone, always protected, always loved, by my real world the Spiritual. There were times living in Vancouver, many years later, when I was traveling a precarious and somewhat dark life, mixing with the wrong people at the wrong time. Sometimes, looking back I do not know why I would get involved in some of the events I did. One night after a heavy night of drinking I decided to take a walk at two thirty in the morning in one of the worst areas in the downtown core. There were a lot of messed up people walking and hanging around the streets at that time of night. I was walking along the sidewalk when all of a sudden about fifty feet from a bus stop my sight went into a type of tunnel vision. Through this tunnel I saw only the bus stop bench and on it a woman about thirty years of age, sitting there with a cane of some sought. She was staring right at me, and I stared back. In the moment our eyes locked onto each other I felt warm all over. I instantly had the thought that I should cross over to the other side of the street right now. I did, it was, as if I could not have done anything else but cross the street. I reached the other side, stopped to look at the bus stop bench, and she was nowhere to be seen. My gaze drifted to where I had been walking originally and I suddenly saw two or three guys come out of an ally and grab the person that had been walking behind me and start to mug and severely beat him up with clubs or pipes. In that instant I was no longer drunk, but completely sober. I then left the area immediately and went back to my apartment. This was not the last time I would see this woman with the cane. A few years later I was working in security on a film being shot in the downtown area of Vancouver during the day. The partner I was with was helping me secure all the actors trailers when I decided to go for some coffee for the both of us. I walked down the street towards a Starbucks coffee house. I came to an intersection and was waiting for the light to change so I could cross over, there were many people milling about, the light changed, and once again the tunnel vision happened. At the end of the tunnel I saw the woman with the cane, once again our eyes locked, the warm feeling came over me, only this time I was not drunk and much more aware of what was going on. I decided I would go meet her. I started towards her then abruptly stopped dead in my tracks. I could not move. My feet, my legs felt as if they weighed a ton. Our eyes were still locked. I could not speak. Then out of nowhere I heard a loud explosion or bang. Twenty to thirty feet in front of me was a head on collision of two vehicles. Exactly where I would have been standing had I continued walking towards her. Once again I look up towards where she had been standing, there’s no one in sight. She’s completely disappeared again. Guardian angel? I believe so. Looking back I cannot believe how many times I have felt myself, my interests pulled towards the Angelic world. Every time I would be in a book store I would feel compelled to head straight for the Spiritual, Metaphysical section, there I would let my eyes wander the numerous shelves, not having any idea what I was looking for, and as soon as my eyes came upon a book about Angels, I would pull it out and begin to read. I wonder how many times they were trying to point me in the right direction, perhaps get a wee bit frustrated with me as off I would go in the opposite direction. The opposite direction at that time for me was business. How to make as much money as I could, as quick as I could, believing this would solve all my worldly and personal problems. Little did I realize all the answers, all the help I was seeking were not only within me, but also around me. Referring to the Angels of course. The biggest misconception I held at that time was that I was not worthy enough to even consider having anyone spiritual, let alone angels help me or to become fully integrated into my life. What a huge illusion that was. Everyone of us no matter where we find ourselves, no matter what we may be doing to ourselves via drugs, alcohol, greed, envy, lust, jealousy, or just plain being mean to people, have every opportunity to seek our angel/s guidance to change for the better. We just need to ask for their help. They are always right there waiting, wishing that we will reach out and ask for guidance in our lives. The way I see it, is that if you’re having incredibly hard times in your life. Where everything, every day seems to be a continuous battle, struggle with life, then you better take a good look at what and how you are reacting to your circumstances. I know for my own self that the deeper I got into trouble and depression, and the more I tried to correct things from a purely human position, the less it worked long term. Humanly we may keep our problems at bay for a certain amount of time, but sooner or later we fall right back in to the hole we just climbed out of. The problem is that we all believe that we personally (our EGO) can stay in control and solve every problem we encounter along the way. The Truth is has always been that we are Spiritual Creations first, humans secondly. To learn to know your guardian angel is a wonderful experience, and every person, every soul should have the chance to become acquainted with them. Your life will never be the same. My own life has changed three hundred and sixty degrees since I’ve fully dived into learning as much as I can about my own guardian angel/s and all the other angels I feel myself drawn to. The knowledge and wisdom alone that they can provide you is truly astounding. As the vibration rate of the earth increases as well as our own the veil that separates us from the spiritual world is quickly lifting. I believe there are many, many people world wide that have had experiences with angels, the majority simply wish to keep the experience to themselves for fear of ridicule by those around them. In the end it is what ever resonates strongly within you that will decide if you wish to make these experiences publicly known. As you can see I finally decided to relate my experiences with any one who wished to hear about them. I am not ashamed anymore. For I now understand that this is an integral part of my creation, of who I am, and what I am here to do in this lifetime. Oh yes, many people laugh, think I’m off the wall, but this no longer matters to me. For I have seen what the angel/s have done and contributed to those of us who just pushed our old beliefs aside, held no expectations, and let things unfold in their own way once the initial contact was established. Recently I received an e-mail from a young man in India, who I had never known before, never met, never knew existed. He was on the verge of severe depression, his life was completely falling apart, and in fact he was contemplating suicide. With his permission I preceded to remote view his own guardian angel to seek guidance for him. After completing the session and analysis I e-mailed the results back to him. I heard nothing back from him for three days. I was wondering how he was doing, when I received a follow up e-mail from him. Apparently he had decided to sit down in front of his computer one last time, to check his e mails, perhaps write a final farewell letter, he felt he would commit suicide. It was at this time my e-mail came through with his guardian angel report. He told me it stopped him in his tracks. He thanked me from the bottom of his heart for what I was able to do, and provide for him, and I am glad to say he is on his way back to better health. He knows there is a lot of work to be done on himself, but he now knows he is never alone or unloved, he always has his angel/s surrounding him. I would like to clarify something here. I did not really do anything for him; it was his angel that gave him the message, not me. Like I said I am just the connection at times, the conduit for better change, that’s all. Anyone who truly wishes to reach the stage I have can do it. It has taken me time. Eight years of really looking at every single aspect of my life. Trying to see the lessons given to me, to try and learn from them. Five years of learning all sorts of meditation techniques that resonated strongly with me. And now two plus years of learning the intricacies of Technical Remote Viewing. There is a huge amount of information already out in the world regarding the Angels, books, tapes, CD's, also all the new incredible sound technology dealing with meditation. You just have to seek out what strongly resonates with you personally.
