Guardian Angels

[ghostrider]

I know they are there, working on a busted water tank upstairs flooding the downstairs like niagara falls, couldn't turn the lever in the ground to kill the entire building. I left the area and crossed the street heading to our maintenace shop to get a cheeta bar or something to help, I in panic mode said out loud = won't you help me just a little. It was blowing rain sideways forty degrees outside that early saturday morning.. No one around but me, trying for an hour and a half to turn this rusty old lever, came back to the job site got back in the mud, and the lever was turned off and I noticed the smell of jasmine in the air.. I looked around and no one was sturring, the people there are hermits, and very lazy, I do everything for them ... My guardian angel gave me a hand, and I was and still am , thankful. small deal for some , Huge deal for me. they only help when you ask, NOt think, speak out loud. God never made anything till he said it... this is one of many times higher power has been there to help me along the way.. I would love to hear from others, I know there are great experiences out there.. thanks for reading my rambling.

[another bob]

Greetings, Friend!

Both myself and my mate have literally had our lives saved a number of times by benevolent forces. In the most recent episode, a few months ago, my mate was using a step ladder to reach up and throw a cover over a tall bird cage we had set temporarily on the dining room table while we were cleaning the aviary. She went to step from the top of the ladder onto the table itself to get the cover all the way over the cage, but her foot missed the table, and she began plunging horizontally towards the ground. She is very frail of bone, having had both her hips replaced due to severe Rheumatoid Arthritis, and that kind of fall would have really been disastrous! Suddenly she was swooped up in mid-air, righted into a vertical position, and in a gentle, slow-motion movement, placed gingerly back on the ground. We were both very grateful for the help, and continue to express our gratitude every day, mainly for the miracle of being brought together in the midst of this mystery, by love for the sake of love.

Blessings!

[ghostrider]

indeed they watch over you and yours. awsome. thank you for sharing

[Anchor]

I know they are there, working on a busted water tank upstairs flooding the downstairs like niagara falls, couldn't turn the lever in the ground to kill the entire building. I left the area and crossed the street heading to our maintenace shop to get a cheeta bar or something to help, I in panic mode said out loud = won't you help me just a little. It was blowing rain sideways forty degrees outside that early saturday morning.. No one around but me, trying for an hour and a half to turn this rusty old lever, came back to the job site got back in the mud, and the lever was turned off and I noticed the smell of jasmine in the air.. I looked around and no one was sturring, the people there are hermits, and very lazy, I do everything for them ... My guardian angel gave me a hand, and I was and still am , thankful. small deal for some , Huge deal for me. they only help when you ask, NOt think, speak out loud. God never made anything till he said it... this is one of many times higher power has been there to help me along the way.. I would love to hear from others, I know there are great experiences out there.. thanks for reading my rambling.

Dude! Totally resonating with that.

Thanks for writing it here - we need more from EVERYONE who has this experience to post on the thread here.

I'll dig out a story of my own over the weekend.

[etm567]

Beautiful stories. Thank you.

My story isn't nearly so lovely.

I have a chronic illness and used to drive into New York City to work (I could park because I was ill) and when I went to the doctor, I would take my car and park nearby. Of course, I would need a parking space, and parking is a very big deal in New York. So I used to ask for help from "the parking angel," and usually got it. But one time, I thought I had gotten a good, legal spot, and didn't realize it was illegal. So there was a ticket. And I was totally bummed out. The spot was illegal for a couple of hours some days each week.

I didn't notice -- well, I brought the ticket home and gave it to husband, and he noticed that the car tag number was all wrong. It was like something went screwy in the meter maid's brain while she/he was writing the ticket. So they had no way of identifying me!

Recently, it happened again, although not for a doctor's appointment. When I sat down to look carefully at the ticket, actually, to try to pay it, I noticed that they had used the wrong year -- 2010 instead of 2011. On that day in 2010, I wasn't in New York, so it couldn't have been my car.

Parking is pretty horrible in New York. Too complicated. You can try really hard to park legally and be quite sure you are indeed legally parked, and find out the hard way that there's another sign lurking somewhere that you didn't see when you come back and find a ticket. Particularly if you have NJ plates -- they will find you and ticket you!

[pharoah21]

Recently I had quite a harsh break up with my girlfriend. We had been living together and had our whole lives planned out, everything was going perfectly (on the surface anyway) until one day everything changed. I was forced back home to a family I hadn't spoken to in a long time, staying in a room with no door, no lights, no heat, and no shelves for my clothing. It was difficult at the start, waking up every morning in an empty bed, after having beautiful dreams about this girl, and then having to realise the dreams were not real and I was on my own. I began to plan my suicide.

I had a very strong voice with in me tell me not to do it, it was hard to ignore it, but it was hard being alive also. I decided to just try out this life for a few more weeks. One day I asked, for happiness to come back in to my life, friends, health, motivation, vision, all the things I needed..........and almost immediately, increasingly everyday the happiness found its way back to me. Friends I hadn't spoken to in years, just popped up out of no where and started hanging out with me again, giving me the love and support I needed. I became motivated again, which was something I lost in the relationship, and from all the hardship started to emerge a new me, yet still, I did not forgive her.

So I asked again, for the hateful thoughts in my head to leave, for me to be able to forgive, even love her again, just to be at peace. And I woke up the next morning with a weight lifted off my shoulders. Forgiveness is the key to freedom. Although she is not at peace with me yet, I know it's only a matter of time, simply because I have asked them, whoever they are, and they have proven to be reliable.


they only help when you ask

And now I see, how very much I needed this hardship, and I am thankful for the time that I once considered ending my life over, all because I asked for some help.

[Robert J. Niewiadomski]

Thank you for this thread :) My kids tripped several times in proximity of walls, edgy tables and such. Every time it was a matter of half an inch or less a serious injury would resulted. Instead it all ended up with tumbling to the floor without any tears in the eyes. We always thank aloud to them angels for their wonderful service :)

If you want to read their stories (WARNING: CHANNELED MATERIAL) check out this web page: http://1111angels.com/ (go to "Archive pages (http://1111angels.com/archives.html)")

[Anchor]

Ok, this is a guardian angel story because mine made me do something to help my sister. As stories like this goes its a bit wacky, but I swear its true :)

My guardians and my higher-self all have very funny senses of humour....

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I am 8, I am walking with my sister to school. Its a nice day. She is a year younger, so I have to walk on the outside of the pavement, so I am between her and the road and hold hands.

We are talking happily about something. We are about walk under the bough of a tree.

Suddenly, and for no reason that I can remember my arm flies out shoves itself in front of her and stops her dead in her tracks, I stop too.

SPLAT!

A massive bird dropping, splats down in front of her. It must have been a big-crow or something.

If she had carried on walking, it would have totally ruined her day.

We look at each-other, laugh, and simply carry on walking like nothing happened.

Innocence.

20 years later I remembered the day and it staggered me.
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[pharoah21]

Ok, this is a guardian angel story because mine made me do something to help my sister. As stories like this goes its a bit wacky, but I swear its true :)

My guardians and my higher-self all have very funny senses of humour....

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I am 8, I am walking with my sister to school. Its a nice day. She is a year younger, so I have to walk on the outside of the pavement, so I am between her and the road and hold hands.

We are talking happily about something. We are about walk under the bough of a tree.

Suddenly, and for no reason that I can remember my arm flies out shoves itself in front of her and stops her dead in her tracks, I stop too.

SPLAT!

A massive bird dropping, splats down in front of her. It must have been a big-crow or something.

If she had carried on walking, it would have totally ruined her day.

We look at each-other, laugh, and simply carry on walking like nothing happened.

Innocence.

20 years later I remembered the day and it staggered me.
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One word..........LMFAO! :lol:

[motherlove]

Beautiful thread I've enjoyed all of the experiences thank you for sharing. In these changing times it is so important to remember what is imporant and real. I've been trying to isolate one experience that I have had through my life that I could write about here but to many have come to mind to write about just one. It would be hard to live everyday without a sense of graditude, awe and humility. Best Wishes

[Anchor]

Beautiful thread I've enjoyed all of the experiences thank you for sharing. In these changing times it is so important to remember what is imporant and real. I've been trying to isolate one experience that I have had through my life that I could write about here but to many have come to mind to write about just one. It would be hard to live everyday without a sense of graditude, awe and humility. Best Wishes

I'd love to see more stories on this thread.

We get help any time we ask for it. Faith is required I think. Then there are emergencies, where we dont really need to ask.

I've had them bend time for me, catching a train at station B when it was impossible to get from station A to B in time, yet it happened.

Honestly - the more freaky it gets, the more excited I am about what we are about to go through; because I have learned that anything is possible - and the potential experiences we can all have are by our choice and are there for the taking and there is never any reason really to be afraid of anything any-more.

For that I want to thank all the experiences that my guardians helped me have and my higher-self for stick-handling the situations for my best learning.



John..

[blufire]

As far back as I can remember my guardian angels . . . ghosts . . . . spirit guides are always with me. I can feel their presence always just barely “out of sight” . . . just on the other side of the veil.

Their company has become so familiar that many times I find myself talking to them through out the day. There has always been one that has been with me almost on a daily basis since I was a little girl playing in the mountains . . . . I simply “push” and I can feel him/her.

There is a spirit that has a “heavier” feel, when he is present and I become very alert because this presence has always meant “pay attention there is possible danger”.

Another very nurturing spirit always makes her presence known first by the smell of honeysuckle.

I use the words him/her because this spirit has no “gender feel”, the more protective heavier spirit definitely feels male and obviously the honeysuckle nurturing spirit feels female.

There have been many over the years that come and go . . . . like old and new friends

[Garry Irwin]

Guardian Angels are most definitely with us, if you believe it. Having only recently awoken to this phenomenon, my trust and faith paid off in dramatic style. They saved me from serious injury and quite possibly death.
I was parked up outside a pub in a town centre side road, having just stepped outside from the gig for a quick smoke. As my hand reached for the door to exit the car, I heard a voice quite clearly in my head that screamed "STOP.... WAIT...!" Immediately I froze and waited a few seconds... the hairs on the back of my neck prickling, all senses on high alert and time seemed to slow.... Just then a taxi cab came screeching around the corner at high speed and passed my car with only inches to spare. Right there and then I knew if I hadn't paid any heed to the voice in my head, I'd have been getting out of the car just at the moment this lunatic was hurtling by. No doubt I wouldn't be here to tell my tale and I gave thanks to my Guardian Angels for my fortunate escape.
All you have to do is believe. They never deceive.
Thanks to all the amazing experiences related here :-)

[Star1111]

Beautiful, just beautiful!
My spritual helpers as I call them are with me when I need them.
Sometimes I don't know I need them but I clearly do and theyre there for me.

I've had this all my life and am so grateful to them.

We are not alone.

Much LOVE to you all.

[NeverMind]

It's always nice and reassuring to read such stories, so thank you for that.

I have my own idea about this notion, but I won't go into that right now. However, reading this...


We get help any time we ask for it. Faith is required I think.

and of course, this:


they only help when you ask, NOt think, speak out loud.


... I couldn't help but remember something that a person who believes in and "researches" angels once told me: that angels do not have free will, and so they CANNOT help unless they are asked for help.

That certainly would explain a few things.

[meeradas]

Unexpected sudden [no time to ask for help] frontal bike crash,
combined velocity around 30 mph.
In my backpack, i had some frail patisserie, "whippet cookies".
Fully somersaulted over the handlebar, time stretched, am surrounded by sweet velvet blackness.

As i "wake up", on my back, open my eyes again, following scenario:
My bike is ok, still operational, the other rider is on the ground, some 15 meters behind me,
fully alright apart from looking a bit dizzy, and holding my bike's computer in his right hand...
must have grabbed it when he somersaulted over my handlebar and past me.
His bike's front fork was 'gone'; totally damaged.

The thing happened right in front of my favourite bike repair shop; they set up his bike.
I refrained from my initial plan to go downtown, and instead went home,
where my wife and i had the completely intact whippet cookies, on the shock.

Could have been a double funeral.

NICE being looked after.

[seko]

I was traveling to Piccadilly Circus in the tube in London with my girlfriend and her best friend. A tall and strong man was staring at my girlfriends best friend and she stared back at him, but I guess he didn't like it or he was in a bad mood and both of them started arguing out of the blue. We arrived at P. Circus, the three of us started walking and the guy said to my friend to f@@$ o##...I turned around and I see this tall guy with an angry face coming towards us and my reaction was to throw a punch at him before he could do something to my friend.
Fight started, punches coming and going in all directions, of course the tall and strong guy was winning and I had my arms covering my head and I was just feeling the punches on my back and on my arms covering my head.....suddenly I don't feel anything anymore....lift my head up and to my surprise, two guys were holding him down on the floor, I look at the scene and one of the two guys looked at me and told me with a smile on his face:nod: that it was ok now, that I could go.....so I left with my girlfriend and her best friend.

I never seen these guys in my life...(I think) but they helped me out and with a smile telling me to go, while holding down this tall and strong guy, it was so unreal to me. Angels or ordinary people....in a matter of speaking, they were both at the same time.

I always remember them in a very respectful manner, thank you to both.

I do believe there is someone looking after ourselves for sure.

[another bob]

Greetings, Friends!

I couldn't let this thread slip by without mentioning the angelic experiences of one of our dearest friends, Linda Stewart:

http://www.near-death.com/stewart.html

She returned from her dramatic NDE with the gift of being able to see the guides.

Blessings!

[Kristo]

I shared this story on the "Unusual Experiences" thread and will share again since it applies here as well...
When I was about 16, a friend and I were walking along a busy road that was a very big curve alongside the top of a steep hill. We were walking along the sidewalk talking, laughing, etc. My friend was walking closest to the road. A voice in my head clearly said, "Pull Karen aside now!" The voice was calm, but urgent. Without thinking I reached over and pulled her towards me. Within seconds a car veered off the road into the exact spot Karen had been standing. Stunned, we looked at each other and she said, "You saved my life! How did you know to pull me away?!" My reply was, "I just did it" and we kept on walking. (The kid driving the car hit a wrought iron fence and was fine. His car wasn't though

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Here is another story where there was a direct intervention:

I grew up in an area that experienced a lot of tornadoes during the warm months. One particular afternoon (I was in 4th grade), a friend and I were standing in the middle of a tree-less pasture feeding some horses. It was quite windy and the sky had that eerie "tornado green" hue to it. In my head I clearly heard "When you see the 3 falling angels, Run!" Again, calm but urgent. My friend and I looked at each other at the same time and she said "Did you hear that?" "Yes" "Well, let's look for them"... By this time the wind was gone. A dead calm. Suddenly, 3 'helicopter seeds' (sorry I don't know what tree these seeds originate from) fell right in front of us. My friend yelled, "That's them! Run!" and we bolted for the fence to run across the block to her house. By the time we hit the edge of the pasture, the wind was at full force. I remember we were running at an incline into the force of the wind. Sure enough, when we got to her home her mother was holding the door open for us, as there was a tornado on the ground in the near vicinity.

[onawah]

I am awed and inspired by those who have such a clear connection with their Guardians.
I had to go through a lot before I was able to believe in them.
I recorded an experience on this thread which I started:
http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?31565-Angel-Spirit-Guide-Makes-Self-Known-in-Real-Life-Experience&p=321906&highlight=death+experience#post321906
About something that happened to me after my Near Death Experience.

It wasn't actually during the NDE that this spiritual connection came about however.
It was maybe 2 years later.

It wasn't one of those inspiring NDEs, with the tunnel and the white light and the loved ones waiting on the other side.
I was in a very dark and scary and excruciatingly painful place, but some friends came to the hospital while I was in the ER and my vital signs were fading.
I could feel their love and light pulling me back into my body.
I didn't want to go back there, but staying in the dark, scary space wasn't a real option.
Perhaps I would have got to the tunnel if they hadn't shown up when they did, but I guess I will never know.

I had been hit by a speeding hit and run driver earlier that evening on a dark street in Noe Valley, San Francisco, just as I was stepping off the curb to cross the street.
The headlights of the car that hit me were not on, and I didn't see or hear it coming. There were two eye witnesses who said the car was going very fast.
It was a broad street, with trolley tracks down the middle, so essentially it was a 3 lane street.
The impact threw me tumbling high into the air and all the way across the street to the opposite side, where I landed on my back on the concrete. I had broken bones in both arms and both legs, broken ribs, concussion, internal bleeding, and a crushed socket in my left hip.
I was hospitalized in Intensive Care for several weeks and for 3 months in all at SF General, and 6 weeks at UCSF Medical Ctr after that.

When I finally got out, I was still in a great deal of pain, and was hobbling around on crutches. I refused the Total Hip Replacement surgery because the doctors had no idea if it would work in my case, and I did not want to be their guinea pig.

I had no health insurance, family to rely on, or other support system, so I ended up living alone on welfare in a region that was very new to me. ( I had moved from the East Coast to SF just 2 months before the accident, and was pretty much on my own, except for a few friends.)
It was no fun at all.

Skip forward to almost 2 years after the accident; I was living on the Peninsula, in San Mateo, a sort of suburb of SF.
One day I was hitchhiking on El Camino Real, a long and busy thoroughfare, on the way to the neighboring suburb of San Bruno to see a Legal Aid lawyer.
I was walking with a cane by then; as I had no car and there was no public transportation, hitching was the only way I could get to distant locations.
I wasn't too nervous about hitching on El Camino Real that day, because it was daylight and it was a busy highway, with lots of busy intersections.

I barely looked at the car that pulled over and couldn't really see the driver through the closed window. In any case, I was running late, so I just got in.
The driver took off as soon as I had closed the door, and I got a quick look at his profile, then noticed an ashtray full of stinky cigarette butts and a few crushed, empty beer cans on the floor.
I didn't feel any dangerous vibes coming from the driver, but when I took a closer look, I felt some revulsion.

Have you ever seen a comic strip where there is a fat, slovenly slob so seedy looking that there are little moths drawn, circling his head?
That was this guy.
He turned his head briefly and kind of leered at me (although in a not entirely unfriendly sort of way), asking me where I was headed.
As soon as I saw the frontal view of his face and looked into his eyes, I knew he was the hit and run driver who had struck me.

There is no way to explain this kind of KNOWING.
It was kind of like a psychic heart attack.
My pulse began to race, I felt dizzy, nauseous, and I began hyperventilating.
I was about to have a full fledged panic attack, and the only thing I wanted was to GET OUT OF THAT CAR!!
I managed to choke out in a croaking voice that I needed for him to stop the car...NOW!
He looked at me with alarm and immediately pulled over.
I was opening the door before the car had even come to a stop, and was out of there like a shot.
He pulled back out just as quickly, and as he pulled away, I managed to note that the car he was driving was an orange El Camino (a kind of abbreviated station wagon/pickup truck with an open bed—yes, he was driving an El Camino on the highway named El Camino Real).
Just the kind of car that had struck me, according to the two eye witnesses who saw it happen.
I could not have possibly taken note of the tag numbers in the state I was in.
Nor did I really care, because something much more important was happening to me at that moment.
I knew that it was no coincidence that I had been picked up that day by that man.

I stood leaning up against the nearest building at hand for some time, bent at the waist, my hands clenched in fists, gasping for breath, but slowly recovering from the panic attack...
And KNOWING in my very soul that some loving presence had engineered that meeting; indeed, had answered my prayers.
For a long time, I had been stuck emotionally, frozen in time, locked in unforgiving fury and a loss of faith in myself and in Life.
I wanted to know WHO had done that to me and WHY, and I felt that until I had an answer, I could not, would not, forgive and go on with my life.

But this was not what I had expected, and it took me by complete surprise.
Actually, I had not expected an answer at all, and certainly not THIS answer.
Now that I knew that the man who had hit me was not an evil person, but something of a hapless moron more than anything, I realized there was no reason for what had happened other than that he was most likely an alcoholic and a poor, oblivious soul who had probably not even been aware of what he had done.

I felt that there was no karma between us; it was just something that had happened to me by default, as it were, because I had not been able to find the strength to avoid that juncture in my life's path and create a more positive one. It wasn't his fault. The responsibility for my life was my own.

But as I stood there, dizzy and gasping-- blessing of all blessings-- I could feel the rage draining out of me, and that empty space was being filled instead with the knowledge that I was not alone, that I was loved and that there was meaning in Life, even in the midst of the pain, tragedy and shattered dreams.
And because I had received an answer to my prayer, I was able to let go at last and forgive the soul I had perceived as my enemy.

It took much longer for me to begin to forgive myself, and to pick up the threads of my life so that I could begin weaving it into a meaningful pattern again.
But it was a huge turning point for me, and I knew that I would be able to find life worthy of living again.
Though it would not be easy, it was made so much easier because I really knew that I was NOT ALONE!

Thanks to that loving spirit or spirits who knew me so well, and were able to provide for me the learning experience that I so needed.

[jessamy99]

I love to hear about other people's experiences of angels. I have always had a guardian angel who has looked after me, made me laugh and showed me incredible things. I posted two long posts in the breatharianism thread.
I am reluctant to repost them as they were long.
Sorry, I don't know how to put a link to those posts.

With love, Jessamy.

Mod Edit: Here You Go Jessamy.... Dawn
http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?34696-Breatharianism-and-living-on-Prana-a-how-to-guide&p=355700&viewfull=1#post355700

http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?34696-Breatharianism-and-living-on-Prana-a-how-to-guide&p=355813&viewfull=1#post355813

[jessamy99]

Thankyou Dawn!!

With love, Jessamy

[Limor Wolf]

I have a burning question,a one that I desire to ask for a long time...

I love those little angle touches,the guiding hand of mystery,the gentle wispers on ears.
Its been said that every human being has guides or guardian angels,what about a starving child,does he have one as well? what about a woman beaten to death? how about a soul that lost all hope and attempts suicide,a victim of severe violence,someone dying from an ilness? what are their guides doing? watching them suffer from 'above'?

I have my doubts about this 'institution'... although I enjoyed its charm as well.
And I do appologise,I have no intention to disturb this beautiful thread.
But I have the need to ask

Where were they ? where are they ?

http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltqnt83Md31r28jzgo1_250.jpg


:angel: or :ohwell:

Limor

[another bob]

I have a burning question,a one that I desire to ask for a long time...

I love those little angle touches,the guiding hand of mystery,the gentle wispers on ears.
Its been said that every human being has guides or guardian angels,what about the starving child,does he have one as well? what about a woman beaten to death? how about a soul that lost all hope and attempts suicide,a victim of severe violence,someone dying from an ilness? what are their guides doing? watching them suffer from 'above'?

I have my doubts about this 'institution'... although I enjoyed its charm as well.
And I do appologise,I have no intention to disturb this beautiful thread.
But I have the need to ask

Where were they ? where are they ?


I talk about it sometimes with Him, all the suffering in the world.

"Dear God," I have prayed, "how is it possible
all the horrors I have seen, all the atrocities you allow man
to commit when you--God--are ever standing
so near and could help us?
Could we not hear your voice say 'No'
with such love and power
never again would
we harm?"

And my Lord replied, "Who would understand if I said that I
cannot bear
to confine a wing, and not let it learn from the course it chooses."

But what of a man walking lost in a forest
weeping and calling your name for help, and unknown to him he
is heading for a covered pit with sharp spears in it
that will maim his flesh when he crashes
through the trap?

"Yes, why don't I remove every object from this world that could
cause someone to weep? Yes, why don't I speak in a way
that could save a life?

I opened up my mouth and the Infinite ran to the edges of space--
and all possibilities are contained therein, all possibilities,
even sorrow.

In the end, nothing that ever caused one pain will exist,
No one will begrudge Me.

The Absolute Innocence of all within my Creation
takes a while to understand."

~St. Catherine of Siena
(1347-1380)


:yo:

[Limor Wolf]

Thanks Another Bob,that was lovely!
sometimes I think that 'god' is wearing his long distance glasses but is forgetting to use his short distance ones..
The source is the source,and the angels are its so called emissaries,but I suspect that we are not talking about 'being of lights' per se,but on entities that are much closer to us,and from what I can see,they have a bummer job to do.

(now,now,I am aware that source is the mighty energy of 'all that is',a mystery that most beings even from a much higher levels can not grasp or define, but its nice to simplify and Personify it a little,when I am making my efforts to understand)

[DeDukshyn]

All right .. I have lots of "nine lives" stories where I should clearly not be here, but, I have a more recent one that is funny - not sure if I can attribute to Guardian Angel or just intuition but here it is ...

Early morning, getting myself off to work, running late. Grab my Jacket, put it on and just before I put my shoes on, I stop. And stare down at me left shoe - as though in a trance. I slowly reach down and reach into the shoe ... AHAH! I grab the clearly foreign object out, and its a ... Mashed Potato Ball!! That could have ruined my sock and shoe had I just blindly thrust my foot in there! Ok not so exciting, but I was sure glad to have found it ;)

EDIT: It was a devious deed by one of the younglings ;)

[another bob]

sometimes I think that 'god' is wearing his long distance glasses but is forgetting to use his short distance ones..
The source is the source,and the angels are its so called emissaries,but I suspect that we are not talking about 'being of lights' per se,but on entities that are much closer to us,and from what I can see,they have a bummer job to do.

Greetings, Friend!

It's an excercise in futility for us to try and figure out another's karma, not to mention our own, when we don't have all the facts. For example, what may look like a great calamity from our provisional (and highly filtered) angle of vision could turn out to be just its opposite in reality. It may even be our very own guides who are instrumental in setting up certain tests, or challenging situations that we'd probably rather avoid, for the purpose of our deeper edification. If we knew the answers beforehand, it would prevent us from believing the human experience is real, which is necessary in order to get what we want out of the production.

:yo:

[Limor Wolf]

I will let Sunette from Desteniuniverse to explain it,she does it so much better than myself and I support every word.
I believe that guides and angels (as opposed to light beings) are part of a 'constract',a system,like the same with our karma and the death/'white light' process that we are constantly going through,which others on other planets need'nt go through - a staged system and an entirely directed process.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GMdvCkOzo-U

[another bob]

I will let Sunette from Desteniuniverse to explain it,she does it so much better than myself and I support every word.
I believe that guides and angels (as opposed to light beings) are part of a 'constract',a system,like the same with our karma and the death/'white light' process that we are constantly going through,which others on other planets need'nt go through - a staged system and an entirely directed process.

I like this take on the subject, which resonates more with my own experience and understanding:


"Several readers pointed out to me that my June BACKWARDS Glimpse answers did not show that Source has much compassion for those who have been raped, abused, or murdered. Source DOES feel overwhelming compassion, and deep love and gratitude, for all those parts of itself that suffer while engaged in this physical manifestation. I know because I personally experienced Source's emotions while merged into it during my afterlife experience. My purpose in the newsletter, however, was to explain how Source can find the painful aspects of human life interesting because, for Source, none of what happens in the physical universe is real. That is not, however, Source's only reaction to our experiences. Because we ARE Source it suffers as we do. Source's own emotions are intimately entwined with ours because we are ONE collective being.

Despite its compassion, Source does not CONTROL what its Light Beings manifest in this earthly environment. As aspects of Source's own personality, we Light Beings have exactly the same character traits and innate powers that Source the Collective Being does. Source cannot change its own nature. Thus it cannot change the fact that its parts have the ability to manifest physical reality, including what happens on Earth. We have free will to use that ability because Source has free will to act. Source does not step in and take control over our manifestations. Though Source could exercise Collective Being self-control, which is what would be required to control us, doing so would defeat its creative purpose to experience all that can possibly be experienced in a physical universe. Moreover, Source knows we have free will to stop the horrible things we do while encased in human bodies if we so choose.

First, we Light Beings collectively, with and through Source, have the power to design what happens in the earth manifestation. But we resist awakening to our true nature and power as parts of Source. We can collectively change human nature because humans are manifestations. We need only agree on the spiritual level to do so. I recall seeing that major changes in mankind have traditionally been accomplished via Light Being-initiated changes to human DNA or major downloads of Universal Knowledge, both of which appear as evolution. We can evolve mankind faster if we awaken more of those of us in the body to our true spiritual nature.

Second, we have the power to take control over our individual human animal hosts' behavior so that their violence, greed, territoriality and revenge do not craft our daily lives. We Light Being souls seem to be the ones who lack compassion for each other. We are the ones who refuse to take responsibility for how our bodies act. We individually refuse to train them and guide them so that their behavior is less violent and more loving. Humans are animals that can be trained just like you train your dog to refrain from certain behaviors. More importantly, each of us can exercise our own free will to act more from our spiritual nature. It requires being present in the moment and consciously choosing a different behavior. While human emotions may be instantaneous, their behaviors in response to those emotions need not be.

Third, we can put forth the effort to heal our own eternal personalities, which have been influenced by the traumas of numerous human lifetimes. We can also heal our hosts' traumas accumulated throughout this lifetime. We have the power to self-heal as part of our manifesting ability. Healing old wounds will prevent them from motivating present behavior.

If we truly want a world free of rape, abuse and murder, the power to change it is within each of us. Thank you so much for allowing me to share with you what I learned in the Light."

Nanci L. Danison
http://nancidanison.blogspot.com/2009/08/sources-compassion-vs.html

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[Mysticknowflake]

Thank you so much for posting this, I needed to read this tonight!~ Blessed be, Mystic

[another bob]

Thank you so much for posting this, I needed to read this tonight!~ Blessed be, Mystic

Funny how that works, eh!

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[RedeZra]

the Bible says man is made a little less than angels and that angels are watching


For He shall give His angels charge over you, To keep you in all your ways.

In [their] hands they shall bear you up, Lest you dash your foot against a stone. - Psalm 91:11-12


Satan asked Jesus to jump from the top of the Temple in Jerusalem and gave as reason the above verses

And Jesus answered and said to him, "It has been said, 'You shall not tempt the LORD your God.' " - Luke 4:12

[thew88]

OK this is my first post so I will dive in,
I was about six months into waking up via he suppression of free energy and was doing a lot of research. I couldn't get enough and it was like I was being supplied with info.
I was sitting in my family room drinking a glass of wine it was about 1:00 am, my wife and kids were sleeping up stairs. the TV was off and I was felling frustrated because I fully
believed this suppression was real ( and still do) but felt I was at a cross roads. So I said out loud I don't know what am I suppose to do am I on the right track!
Then all of the sudden I felt like somebody loved me, very much, I don't remember if I ever felt that much love before. I stood up out of my chair with my arms out and spun around it lasted about a minute or more.

Within the next year I was reading the "Law of One" and there was the question to RA (to the affect of) when you do help how do you help? The answer, We send a sting of Love. This blew me away.

[Tony]

Maybe we are Guardian Angels for one another!

[another bob]

Maybe we are Guardian Angels for one another!

Yes, and more -- we are the guardian angels of ourselves!

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[shadowbox]

I was raised in a very loving Catholic family. Church every Sunday wasn't my favorite but it shaped me into the very spiritually-aware person that I now am. Anyway, I cannot remember this incident, but when I was about 2-3 years old I was harnessed onto the back of my mother's bicycle & we went for a ride on some trail in some park. All of a sudden we were heading down a slope & around a corner and my mother's bike went off course & out of control. We slid sideways on a patch of sand & there was a cliff right beside it. The bike went down sideways & we slid. Somehow, with the amount of speed we were traveling at, the bike barely missed the cliff. I apparently told my mother that I saw a bright golden cross in the sky while this was all happening. the bike absolutely should have gone over the cliff (considering our momentum).

My whole life I have had many instances where I shouldve been in much worse condition than i did. From almost getting stabbed in a club, spinning my car out just enough to squeeze between two passing cars... the list is endless.

When i was younger i noticed i always had amazing luck as far as safety is concerned. moreso than what is normal (at least it seems).

i must have some very loving guardian angels.. i just don't understand why?

[another bob]

i must have some very loving guardian angels.. i just don't understand why?

Because you are lovable! If you realized how loved you truly are, you would never be able to stop the tears from flowing down your cheek!

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[CivilDawn]

There are plenty of times when I feel like my guardian angel is working overtime. I have had a lot of close calls in my life and I've always had a hunch that someone/something loving is helping me through situations.

Several years ago at my old job putting up festival tents, I was driving with poles fastened to the rack on the top of the utility van. It was fastened with an old truck strap that had a lot of tension on it and I had my window rolled down all the way. All the sudden I heard a loud pop from overhead and the strap fastener came swinging down towards my face. Had it hit me I would have easily been knocked unconscious but for some reason, within a tenth of a second, I knew to sit back in my chair. I watched as the fastener struck the ceiling of the van. Could have just been good reflexes or intuition but I feel like I had a little help. :wizard:

Kinda like the time I got sucked down by an undertow when I was five. I somehow managed to lift myself (or be lifted) back above the surface of the water before my dad had to jump in an save me.

And yes, I do believe that to some degree we are each others guardian angels. At least we can be if we choose to :)

[Snowbird]

Whether we call our guides guardian angels or whether we call our guardian angels our guides, I know that I know that they exist and surround me 24/7 with love and protection and caring attitudes. They help me when I ask for advice and directions, but they also help when I don't ask. These are the times of emergency when I don't see or know what is coming at me, that they step in and smooth the path in front of me. Sometimes I know this is happening or has happened, and other times I really have no idea until much much later.

My guardian angels who are literally also my guides, have saved my life several times from people here on earth who would prefer that I not be here on earth. I have actually counted those times. What is so interesting to me about these situations is that....the threat presents itself out of the blue and somehow, some way, these GAs swoop in and save me, save the perpetrators and everything and everyone in the vicinity. No one and nothing is ever harmed. I don't know how they accomplish this, but they do.

I've yet to see them. I've yet to really hear them, other than a few directions here and there. And yet, I know that I'm never alone. They are here with me now as I write this. I love it and I love them!! :grouphug:

[RedeZra]

Somehow, with the amount of speed we were traveling at, the bike barely missed the cliff. I apparently told my mother that I saw a bright golden cross in the sky while this was all happening. the bike absolutely should have gone over the cliff (considering our momentum).


there is hope promise and power in the Cross of Christ

every minute a miracle happens somewhere to someone


how many legions of angels under Jesus ?

i don't know but He is the Lord of Hosts


the world wants us to toss the Cross

but He says pick it up


and follow Me home

[markpierre]

Something or someone physically picked me up from my chair on the back porch once and made me run around the house and discover my girlfriends 3 year old standing on the seat of my car and steering it down a hill towards a terrace
15 feet above the deep end of an empty swimming pool.
I just made it to the car and just got the brakes on and the car stopped, a meter from the edge.

If reading that sentence made you breathless, imagine how I felt.

Another time in the middle of the night on a country road, I took a sharp banked corner way too fast and was about to roll the car when something or someone jerked the wheel out of my grasp and steered us straight off the middle of the curve and onto a road that couldn't be seen.

Hey those were back when I was a kid. I was impressionable.

[Bill Ryan]

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