A good deal of my spiritual work is working with people’s angels in order to bring clarification to that person’s life – call them what you will – guardians, “guides”, but any way you slice it, they are, indeed, angels. I’m not certain why our culture has such a hard time with the concept of angels being real, when we can so readily accept the idea of demons. That saddens me beyond measure, especially considering that demons and angels are both derivative of the same spiritual genus. That’s like saying that wolves are real, but Labradors are not. It makes no sense.
Angels are not former people who have died, donned a white robe, and turned into “angels” – they are their own “spiritual species”, just like human beings are their own spiritual species.
I’m very fortunate, and I feel quite blessed, in that I have the opportunity to be on the receiving end of dialogue with these formidable angelic folks, for as long as I can remember. I’ve had the wonderful opportunity to consult on the concept of angels for more than one television show. I will tell you that angels are not who we have painted them out to be: Fluffy, do-gooder feathered friends with a Roma Downey accent and a halo that could double as a Folf disc. Angels are God’s “Black Ops”, God’s “Special Forces”, who, amongst other things, multi-task down here on planet earth, and we are often part of their “multi-tasking duty roster”. Think of an angel like a Marine who is looking after a village of civilians that is trapped in a war zone. The Marine will of course strive to assist the civilians in keeping out of danger, yet the Marine’s primary orders are to fight the war.
As such, angels have a very “different” sensibility than do human beings, as their priorities are, well – just flat out different than ours. I visit with angelic entities quite regularly, and they are rock solid in their counsel, and their delivery. In fact, there’s nothing quite as blunt, and sometimes too on point, or dry and rambling and over-detailed, as a conversation with an angel. Perhaps reading a law text might be a close second. Angels are completely literal. They notice everything. They are quality control on steroids. Human beings would initially meet an angel and mistake it for someone with high-functioning autism that worked themselves into a nattering case of OCD. Angels don’t subscribe to allegory unless to provide images to us so that we may understand something, but again, that is for our benefit, not theirs. In their world, there is no grey area. It either is, or it isn’t, much like binary code – on or off — and they don’t have a great deal of understanding for our “waffling” down here, because their reality is so much different than ours. Light and Dark cannot be in the same place at the same time, period, as the Light will obliterate the Dark – unless the light and dark are mixed together in a little paint pot called humanity.
We are the grey area.
However, theirs is not to cast judgment. Their confusion in dealing with us sometimes comes from the fact that, again, they are multi-tasking, and we are but a civilian they are trying to help remain safe during a war. Yet unlike the Marine, they are not allowed to “dive in and save the day”, unless we are willing to accept the help. It’s a three dimensional world down here, heavy on the laws of free will and the subsequent cause and effect, and we must ask for the help we wish to receive. Angels can never arbitrarily intercede where it would usurp our own lessons. So you can imagine their frustrations with us, though they are never “frustrated”. That’s a human response. It’s more like they know what to expect from we knuckle-draggers down here – and they make time for our indecision. When they can not be of help, or the information they have to offer would not edify the person receiving it, or assist them onto a more productive path, they simply don’t speak. It would benefit humanity to take a cue on THAT behavior.
They are brilliant creatures that appear to be all light – white light, blue light, sometimes gold if it’s a real heavy hitter. I’ve had only one opportunity to see an arch angel, that I’m aware of, and it was Michael. Before you think I’m that “woo woo” lady who makes this stuff up, hear me out. It was during a healing, on me, that was being performed by a friend and colleague, that I saw Michael. I saw this incredibly tall angel, nearly eighteen feet, standing with its hands on my head, and he was as gold as can be. In fact, he had on almost what appeared to be a “metallic angel suit” that he was embossed in, and it looked a little odd, even almost on the “toy soldier” spectrum, with the metallic page boy haircut and the Roman statue blank eyes. This gold suit covered him entirely, making him appear to be, for lack of a better description — a gigantic metallic Christmas ornament. I stared at this big gold “Christmas angel”, who wasn’t looking down at me but was incredibly focused on the task at hand, and I recall feeling very “small” next to this being, and felt like I really shouldn’t be staring at him. There was something to huge, so powerful, so…well, potentially scary about this entity, that it was best for me to just close my eyes and allow this incredible energy to flow through me. I didn’t mention it to my healer friend, because even I thought it was a little bizarre. After the healing, said to me: “Did you see that gold angel? That was Michael, at your crown chakra.”
I was stunned my friend had also seen the gold angel. I said, “The Christmas angel was Michael?”
And she replied that she wasn’t sure what I meant by “Christmas”, but that she saw a huge gold entity that identified himself through his energy, and continued his work. For the record, Michael wasn’t a chatter. He was a doer.
It made sense, suddenly. Michael wouldn’t need to “wear a suit”. It was likely that what my consciousness was able to interpret as a “gold metallic angel suit” was twofold: a way to keep me shielded from the outrageous energy that angels output, and a way for my consciousness to not absolutely shrivel in fear at the actual sight of an arch angel, which are described to be monstrous looking by our standards. Energetically, arch angels make unshielded nuclear reactors look like Black Cat Firecrackers. So I’m certain that what I saw as a “gold suit” was much more of some type of a dimensional cloak, or “place marker” in this incarnation, so that Michael’s sheer angelic energy wouldn’t fall into discordance with our third dimension physics, and evaporate the west valley, and this “gold suit” also served to give Michael the appearance of something that I would find non-intimidating to look at. Since he knew that I would be able to see him, Michael would have done what all angels do — borrowed from my consciousness an image that I would find utterly disarming – a Christmas ornament. He looked like an eighteen foot tall Macy’s special. He did a great job with it.
The white light angels seem to remain on the “other side” of the ethers, and “talk” from there. When I am reading for clients, a majority of my messages come from white light angels. The blue light angels appear to be a little more “front line”, like Navy Seals or Army Rangers, to use the military analogy again, and they come back and forth from this plane to the next. They may take on a body for a short amount of time, to accomplish part of their overall mission, or help someone in a jam who is asking for help. You have to keep in mind that there are rules for engagement down here on earth, and one is that anyone who is walking and talking must have a body.
Even Jesus was issued a standard-issue flesh suit. Rules are rules in this three dimensional incarnation.
The “blue light” has something to do less with “the color blue”, but more with the fact that the angel is resonating at a slightly less rapid oscillation rate. Because “matter” is more dense the slower it oscillates, these angels are “part-time earth walkers”. They need to be able to seat themselves into a flesh suit, even if it is only being manifested for a few minutes, hours, days, etc., and from what I can tell, the slower light oscillation makes this “marriage to particle density” (jumping into / manifesting a body) much easier for them. The white light angels are resonating at a REALLY high vibration, as they are seating in a VERY high vibration environment on the other side. (The dimension of Heaven is not exactly a downer.) That high vibration would blast a body apart, on a cellular level. You never want to look that white light right in the face unless they have taken precautions to “shield” a person from their high frequency – otherwise, that ends very badly for the knuckle-dragger. (That would be “we humans”). Think of an ant under a magnifying glass at high noon coupled with the same principle as an ultrasonic toothbrush, exciting the particles between the teeth so much that the “dirt” flies apart and flies right out of the crevices. There’s a lot of physics involved in communicating well with these entities. Mostly, staying the heck out of the way.
I don’t want to be that “one lady” who poo-poo’s the idea of the beautiful Favio angelic stereotype – but, well… that is our version of these entities, not theirs. They can appear to us in this Ethereal Eros format because we find it pleasing. We’d run screaming if we saw what they really looked like, and a screaming, flailing human tends to be counterproductive, when attempting to deliver a message. Angels are rather frightening looking in their native format. They don’t look like people, though they look humanoid…ish. They are huge – 14-16 feet tall, and tend to either not have a face at all, or just eyes, which is oddly unnerving, or several faces on one head, and that’s just incredibly unnerving, especially if six sets of eyes are all looking at you at one time. Mostly, I don’t look them in the face – it’s not necessary for the way they communicate – and the white light angels don’t actually wish to be engaged on a hyper-personal level. They are messengers, not crowd-seeking gurus, and though they have names, unless it is a dramatic reason where the name would be of enormous significance to the person they are assigned to help, they don’t wish people to develop personal relationships with them. It’s an “angel no-no” to participate with a human to the point of the human either deifying them, or praying to them, or fixating on them so much that the human forgets that God is really the one who holds the trump card.
The blue light angels tend to be more social, but again, that is an implied learned response they fall back on when dealing with humans, much like an American soldier who has spent time in an eastern culture, like Japan, will be much more familiar with the customs, language, and culture, than one who has not. Still, the blue light angels are a “tick off of” what we would understand as “normal”, especially sociologically. They try, but they are not us, and nearly everything about us requires learning for them. We’d consider them a bit “off” or “socially odd” or “eccentric”, even though they’ve developed much more casual communication skills, comparatively, when stood against a white light angel. That’s not saying much. In a diner conversation, they’d still register on the “weird” scale to most people.
The one “like thread” that humanity shares with angelic life is loyalty through love. Angels have an enormous capacity to be in love with “All Things God”, and humanity is pretty close to God’s heart. Ergo, angels have the capacity to love – or more accurately, value — humans a great deal. They’re just a bit odd about it. The Bible and other religious texts are full of angels who have been taken with humans, and often, that ends badly. Angels have a terrible time understanding why humans struggle with the concept of unabashed love and loyalty, since both are the only operating system for that particular species. When angels and humans WOULD manage to work through their cultural differences and reproduce, it also ended badly — The Nephilim were cited in several religious texts as half-man half-angelic highbrids. They were said to be giants with foul dispositions, super-human powers, and horrible cruelty problems. I actually see how this could be the case – mixing the human capacity to bully someone less imposing than 14 feet with the pragmatic cut-and-dryness and supernatural abilities of an angel, and you can end up with quite the polarizing tyrant. (Can we all say “Greek Gods”?) I’ve sensed “angelic DNA” in people, though it’s much more of a spiritual stamp than a physical one. I’ve run across the “blue angels” in a “person suit” walking about on earth, here to accomplish a temporary goal, and be gone. Much like our OffWorld friends, angels are also a regular visitor to our home planet. Its part of the cycle of spiritual life here.
For my extensive work with angels, I have had the distinct honor (I say with an enormous amount of sarcasm) to be cited in several books penned by Evangelicals who are quite certain that I’m 1) part of the Devil’s army, 2) Duped by the “Evil Angels” who are pretending to be good (because that’s an easy mistake to make…??) , or 3) just some mentally ill quack. Again, the world is filled with demonologists who claim to confront demons everyday, yet you mention once that you interact with angels, and you’re a whack job. What a glorious double standard we’ve created down here on earth. To believe in demons makes a person a fearless warior. To believe in angels makes a person a delusional unicorn-chaser. I’ve got to give Darkness a few marketing points on that one.
Angels are infinitely fascinated by our reality and surroundings, and infinitely stumped by our inability to make choices. They are stumped by our curiosity with Darkness, as to them, Darkness is an infestation with which they are at war, that requires extermination. Angels don’t have what we would consider “emotional reactions” (unless dealing with Darkness, but I highly suspect there may be some long-time bad blood there that we may only begin to observe a tiny portion of). Angels repsond like a light switch: It’s on, or it’s off. It’s for your highest path, or it’s not. It’s dark, or it’s light. That is the nature of their universe, a sea of constants. Angels are not concerned with questions like, “If I have sex with Bob, and he’s married, will I go to hell?” They don’t do morality, as morality is our self-awareness path, and that is between us, the lessons we wish to learn, and how we wish to experience God. They would typically answer a morality question with a question, because their job is to re-direct us on our highest path: “Why would you give yourself to someone who has chosen another?” Again, they have a hard time understanding why we do things, but they don’t judge us for it. “To Judge” would require an emotionality that they would find useless. I once had a client that was saddened because of all the “bad” things she thought she had done. She asked me, “Do my angels think I am a terrible person?” And they all responded to her (they can speak as a unit sometimes): “You think you are a terrible person.” Again – they share a great love for all things that resonate with God, and we are part of that family. It is not in the angelic programming to judge God.
You are surrounded by angels, typically two to five, and they are matched to YOU. Angels, though black-and-white, do have distinctive personalities, and I can tell a lot about a person I’ve never met by chatting with their angels first. If an angel is particularly detail oriented, I know that my client will be, also. So when you are wondering if you have a guardian angel, the answer is yes. If you’re wondering why that guardian angel hasn’t “kept you more safe” in your life, it’s because they are not allowed to make our choices for us, or make choices for others. Occasionally, if the randomness in the universe creates a deal-breaker that is just way out of left field, an angel will step in and keep the path clear. For instance, if a piano is going to fall on the little girl who is going to cure cancer when she grows up, the angel will step in and either push the girl to the side, or push the piano to the side, and disaster averted.
We call these instances Miracles.
YOU are a miracle. Look for the miracles in your life. There are many, everyday, that we dismiss away with “common sense”, yet we are more than ready to claim that there’s a “demon is in the attic” just because a loose vent pipe is ticking against the ceiling. Watch for pennies – they are angelic prompts that angels are around you, there for you. Angels can move pennies easily (copper is a terrific energy conductor). Pay special attention to the date on the penny, as often times it corresponds with a time in your life when something very positive was happening. Stop and think, “What hopeful message am I being given today?” For instance, I was once having a bad day with mixing music, in the studio. I found a penny in the middle of the floor of the studio, that wasn’t there moments before, with the date 1995 printed on it. 1995 was the date I started my band Pope Jane, and the band went on to be very successful. The message was, “You may be struggling with the mix, but you are capable of making music that is very successful. Remember who you are, and what you’ve accomplished.” And, I promptly went right back into mixing room, and finished the project — and it went amazingly well, thanks to my attitude readjustment.
I challenge you today to be on the look-out for the angels around you. They are here to help you, and they are everywhere. They are easier to spot walking with us everyday than our OffWorld friends. People can even be our “angel” that day, through their compassionate actions. Angels are our champions, and our gate-keepers, our miracle-bringers, and sometimes, they give us a lot of tough love by delivering to us exactly what we ask for, which can be trickier than you’d think in the long run, but they are bound by our choices. They are our spiritual family, though more like step-siblings who are much older, who are just really cool because not only do they own a Harley, but they built it – from scratch.
Today, open your eyes to the miracles around you, and accept them. We must accept the miracle we wish to receive. But that’s another blog.