Angels were the first energy that I felt strongly when I began to allow myself to believe in realms other than the earth plane. At first their presence was felt in subtle ways as I still questioned if they were real. Slowly I began to believe. My Catholic upbringing helped but also made it difficult. I reasoned since Angels were in the Bible they were an acceptable source of my trust. But I feared my own knowledge. Was I crazy? Would people think me odd?
My Mother had died a couple of years before I began to experiment and study alternate new age things. She was very religious and I credit her for my faith and spiritual practices although my beliefs are now far from hers and no longer in sync entirely with what she taught me. Somehow I reasoned she would not be displeased at me for studying and praying to Angels. The woman who taught me the Rosary as a child and prayed with me throughout my life
instilled in me the devotion that is the root of all my beliefs today. But she also gave me fear and judgement. Two things that have no place in spiritual growth.
I carried stigmas and I feared blasphemy. I grew up the youngest of 5 children and there was a bit of "Catholic Rigidity". I remember my eldest sister bringing home a Ouija board from college. Us girls huddled secretly in our dark second story bedroom scared out of our wits while we tested its powers. Suddenly my Mother burst in! Hysterical with anger and fear, she threw it out the second story window while chasing us around the room screaming! I don't know which traumatized my 6 year old self more- the Ouija board or my Mom screaming about the devil, but to this day I won't allow a board anywhere near me or my home!
The Angels must have been with me that day long ago because as I hid under the bed my Mom never did catch me! :)
Another time I enlisted my Altar Boy clad, but far from cherubic, older brother to help with my First Holy Communion jitters. I was afraid I would get so nervous as the priest held the host out for my little tongue, that I would forget my response. So I got my brother to "practice" with me. There he was feeding me cheese doodles (which seemed like a good communion wafer substitute at the time) in his altar boy robe reciting "Body of Christ" as I knelt down on our shag carpet in my freshly starched communion veil and blue jeans. Of course, just then my Mother walked in. It's comical looking back now but then it was the first time I heard the word blasphemy. I could tell from the look on Mom's face she was terrified for our behavior. So nonetheless, I grew up feeling very judgmental about spiritual practices. And I am sure between that episode and the Ouija board my Mother thought she was raising a bunch of heathens!
Angels were easy for me to accept without guilt or fear. They were in the bible and pictured all over churches, so they were safe and easy for me to believe in. As soon as I began to study and read about them I could feel their loving presence and strength supporting me in my life. I also began to see signs of them everywhere letting me know I am loved and that hey are always on standby any time I need them.
Angelic energy is soft yet steady, it's airy and light. Each Angel has a different vibration and color. Raphael the healing Angel has a green aura and is often with me during times when my heart aches for something. Archangel Micheal has a blue almost purple aura and comes to give me strength. I learned how to recognize each Angel over time as their essence came into my daily life.
That was a slow process. I kept doubting. They would send me signs and still I would doubt. For instance one day I was driving on the highway wondering if Angels truly existed. I jokingly said, Ok, If Angels are real give me a sign. Suddenly next to me there was a white panel van with "ANGEL ELECTRIC" painted on the side. I have hundreds of examples like that. Often times people with me are shocked when they witness these things. But now I am used to such happening so I just chuckle inside and thank my Angels for their presence. Numbers, names, license plates, random stories, obscure incidents all too much to list have proven that I am meant to believe.
The turning point came one day when I fell down the basement stairs. I was carrying a basket of laundry and I had fuzzy socks on my feet. I slid down the cement steps and landed flat on my back. I was alone in the house, too far from anyone to hear my cries for help. I felt so much pain, I was certain my back was seriously hurt. Suddenly a voice inside me said "you are not alone, call for us". I was crying and I shouted "Angels surround me now, I need you"! A great calm came over me and I relaxed my body. I felt warm and loved. My breathing returned to normal and I slowly got up. I was OK. Stunned but, strangely Ok. Hours later the bruises started to come out. Based on the bruises on my back and legs I could not believe I was n't seriously injured. When I showed a few close friends those bruises they were shocked too, it seemed impossible no breaks or sprains. But that experience showed me I was never alone and I was always in the presence of an Army of Angels that literally have my back when called in.
I urge you to welcome and call in Angels to your life. Doreen Virtue is a famous author and many of her books including Angels 101 will introduce you to these fine light beings. I also studied Angels by choosing a particular Angel each day to work with and study. I would rotate my time with each one until I was familiar with all of them. I did this very seriously for 2 years and now my Angels are a part of my life. This is where the devotion my Mom taught me comes in. A true spiritual practice takes serious devotion and dedication.
Angels only come and help when you ask. They will not intervene unless invited. Simply call out for them when needed and feel the energy come. You must be open to believe in this energy to truly feel its power. Angels are messengers that carry our prayers directly to God. So, through their intervention miracles can happen. It is a good idea to always ask for your highest good to be done. Then, listen and watch for your signs from Angels showing you that they are near. Feathers, music, coins and numbers, random coincidences can all be angelic forms of communication.
If you have any questions about Angels just reach out and ask me. they are one of my favorite subjects and I hope you make them a part of your life!
Peace and love Georgia Rose
Spiritual Healer, Energetic Medium
This Blog is the story of the miracles, challenges and lessons of my life journey. Years ago when I hit a personal "rock bottom" my despair led me to seek answers and my quest for truth began. Amazing events propelled me on a spiritual journey of transformation.. Miraculously, through these experiences my life has become my teacher and my friend.... I hope my words connect us and allow us to walk together for a time as teacher and friend to each other. The most valuable thing we have during this human experience is our connection to love. The love in our soul for a higher power and others is the only thing that is real. I honor these connections through my writing. Theses words are my gift inspired through the heart of Spirit for you. I hope by sharing my journey it will enlighten, inspire and ease yours as it does mine >> ... Peace... Georgia Rose