When Angels lend a hand

[Victoria]

Have you considered you might have been? That old-fashioned truck, its occupants frozen, is very reminiscent of a time-slip event.

Hi Mark! Thank you, no I hadn't considered that and didn't know there were cases of time actually slipping (reading those now!)... it felt so strange; everything was surreal and almost seemed to be occurring in slow motion... whatever happened that day was very, very strange. I don't have other words for it. The next day was equally odd while at home, though it ran in a completely different trajectory...

I feel extremely grateful that my fiance experienced and witnessed both with me... and that both were survived.



We wondered whether something would try for round 2 if we left the house after that and remained in a state of heightened awareness and anxiety for a long, long while...until one day we simply decided, let's go for it and see what comes next.

[rgray222]

Last year, I was taking one of our cars to the shop for some repairs. The drive was about twenty minutes from our house. Along the way, there is a hilly section where the road drops sharply and then immediately goes back up, about a quarter of a mile in total. As I approached this section, I felt a very clear and unmistakable warning to be extremely careful. Something or someone was urging me to approach this section of road with extreme caution. I drove down the hill with great care and then immediately back up. The entire experience was uneventful, with no reason for concern. I dismissed it as an odd feeling and put it out of my mind.

Around 5 p.m., I received a call from the shop, they said the car was ready and that they would be closing at 6 p.m. I gathered one of my sons, and we headed to the shop. I was driving, planning to drop off my son, then he would drive the car home. There was a light drizzle, just enough to make the road wet but nothing serious. As we approached that same hilly section, I thought about the warning I had felt earlier. While I didn’t drive with the same extreme caution as in the morning, I was more alert and aware.

When I reached the bottom of the hill and started to go back up, I noticed a car coming in the opposite direction that was veering into my lane. I turned the steering wheel sharply to the right to avoid a certain collision, but because the road was wet, my car started to skid straight toward the other vehicle. At the last second, the wheels grabbed the road and violently jerked the car to the right, and we ended up stopping halfway on the shoulder and halfway on the grass. We avoided a head-on collision by inches. The oncoming car quickly moved back into its lane and disappeared over the hill, never to be seen again.

Over the years, I’ve learned that when you’re searching for answers about life, they often come, but rarely in ways you expect. Sometimes when an angel is giving you a warning, it is not for that particular moment.

[Irminsül]

Posted by rgray222 (here)
Last year, I was taking one of our cars to the shop for some repairs. The drive was about twenty minutes from our house. Along the way, there is a hilly section where the road drops sharply and then immediately goes back up, about a quarter of a mile in total. As I approached this section, I felt a very clear and unmistakable warning to be extremely careful. Something or someone was urging me to approach this section of road with extreme caution. I drove down the hill with great care and then immediately back up. The entire experience was uneventful, with no reason for concern. I dismissed it as an odd feeling and put it out of my mind.

Around 5 p.m., I received a call from the shop, they said the car was ready and that they would be closing at 6 p.m. I gathered one of my sons, and we headed to the shop. I was driving, planning to drop off my son, then he would drive the car home. There was a light drizzle, just enough to make the road wet but nothing serious. As we approached that same hilly section, I thought about the warning I had felt earlier. While I didn’t drive with the same extreme caution as in the morning, I was more alert and aware.

When I reached the bottom of the hill and started to go back up, I noticed a car coming in the opposite direction that was veering into my lane. I turned the steering wheel sharply to the right to avoid a certain collision, but because the road was wet, my car started to skid straight toward the other vehicle. At the last second, the wheels grabbed the road and violently jerked the car to the right, and we ended up stopping halfway on the shoulder and halfway on the grass. We avoided a head-on collision by inches. The oncoming car quickly moved back into its lane and disappeared over the hill, never to be seen again.

Over the years, I’ve learned that when you’re searching for answers about life, they often come, but rarely in ways you expect. Sometimes when an angel is giving you a warning, it is not for that particular moment.

Thank you for sharing such a revealing and profound experience. This has happened to me many times — having premonitory dreams that, just as you say, one interprets more or less correctly; but at the exact moment when the “miracle” or divine event of assistance to the human actually happens — that is when we feel astonished, maybe frightened by the crucial moment we have just lived through (many times they are life-or-death situations), and with an immeasurable and moving gratitude toward the King of Creation and His Angels. In the Bible there is a phrase that says: “Be faithful unto death, and I will give you the crown of life.” I believe it has to do with this: If in our hearts we are pure, and we are truly good people until our last breath, then we will not need to reincarnate again in worlds of death, decay and corruption like the one we are in now.

It is then that God enables us to become Angels, Beings of Light, Pleiadians or whatever one chooses to call them. And from that moment on — to dwell in higher planes of existence and live in total harmony with Him, and assist poor underdeveloped beings like us humans.

[Harmony]

This morning, after meditation, I asked my higher self, source energy, what do I need to know today? I got an image of a person wearing a heavy cape coat and and the words, as close as I remember them, "take off the heavy mantle (which is like a coat or cape when I looked up the meaning) and wear a mantle of light" and I saw the person with light shining out of them.
I felt lighter and it seemed important that I not dwell too much with the heavy information about the world. Notice it, but don't take it into yourself.

I am just making this note about this message as it is likely for anyone as well, like a helping hand

[Bill Ryan]

A very tiny thing that happened yesterday. Rather than a whole host of Angels lending a hand, it might have been just one young Angel tackling the assignment as a kind of training exercise.

I started this thread with a report (still hard for me to believe!) of an extraordinary reprieve from disaster when my engine timing belt broke (a) when my jeep was at my mechanic's workshop, and (b) when the engine wasn't even running).

A far more minor version of the same thing happened yesterday. I was on my way to the mountains, but passing through town and just a few minutes from my mechanic, my clutch cable broke.

For those who drive automatics, here's a word of explanation. The clutch is a key part of changing gears manually, operated by a third foot pedal next to the brake. The pedal is connected to the clutch by a strong steel cable. If it ever breaks, the car crunches to a halt and will be almost impossible to drive.

In my case, the cable, though strong, was probably as old as the jeep (40 years!). But of course everything mechanical will fail sometime — whether it's after a year, 10 years, 100 years, or 1000.

That helps us to understand what Angels often do. They can't stop something from breaking (or a tree from falling!), but they can nudge things to determine the optimal timing of the failure — or the direction a tree will fall (in my case, which I also described, to precisely avoid the roof of my house).

So yesterday, I shuddered to a standstill in the traffic. Now, manual drivers will understand this: I managed to crash it into first gear, and was able to very slowly limp to my mechanic, carefully timing the traffic lights (because I'd be barely able to stop or start again). Once I got there, he replaced the cable easily and all was well.

But I mentioned the Angelic hand in the timing. Just a few days earlier, I'd been navigating this remote high mountain road:

https://avalonlibrary.net/Bill/mount...8_Jan_2026.mp4


If the cable had broken then, not only could it have been very dangerous (obviously! ) but even if I'd crunched to a safe stop it would have been near-impossible to get a tow truck there or even to safely move the jeep in any way. The whole thing would have been a most titanic hassle.

The moral of the story, maybe: (Angelic help notwithstanding)

If something goes wrong, always think about how much worse it could have been — and do remember to offer a little thanks for that.

[Vicus]

" In my case, the cable, though strong, was probably as old as the jeep (40 years!). But of course everything mechanical will fail sometime — whether it's after a year, 10 years, 100 years, or 1000."

Well,maybe its time to replace that old mechanical for something younger and hotter...that its still possible, but not in" your" case, ignoring that fact is like playing Russian roulette...

We can shake the tree all the time for that... and so Angels don't need multi tasking with you...

[wondering]

Humility and good judgement might encourage you to allow us to shake the tree....

[Bill Ryan]

Posted by wondering (here)
Humility and good judgement might encourage you to allow us to shake the tree....

It might need to happen sometime!

In fact, considering this accurate evaluation of all things mechanical, it surely will:

Posted by Bill Ryan (here)
Of course everything mechanical will fail sometime — whether it's after a year, 10 years, 100 years, or 1000.

My battered 4x4 is now 40 years old, with 292,000 miles on the clock, and (just as with myself and my dog! ) I do everything needed to make it last as long as possible. I'm good friends with my mechanic, and 4 years ago, when I had a small engine issue, I asked him what the problem was.

"You need a new car", he said, and we both laughed.

He does an inspired job keeping it going, and he and I are both quietly surprised it's lasted so long despite all the abuse. Here there's an annual mechanical inspection to renew the vehicle license, and somehow it passes first time every time. (The next one is in a few weeks' from now! )

Here's my improvised solution quite a while back when my windshield wiper motor broke:



... and here's the trouble we get into occasionally:



But at the same time, this is what she can do:




All this is way way off-topic, save that the Angels do seem determined to keep her (and me, and my dog!) running well.

[wondering]

Have you ever looked around just to see what might be available in your area? The Force may be with you, but the odds of your truck living forever are not.

[petra]

I almost got blown off a cliff by a gust of wind when another gust of wind blew me back. Moral of the story is don't stand at the edge of a cliff in the wind! My poor angels must be facepalming so much

[Tintin]

A fascinating story here, and as with many such narratives, confirmation of them continues in abundance

He Went to Hell and Came Back: Priest Anatoly Pershin, Former Rock Musician, Survived Clinical Death

"I received 11 stab wounds. With my last strength, bleeding out, I crawled across the asphalt to an ambulance. It, by my luck, happened to be nearby. The last thing I saw before losing consciousness was the silhouettes of medics running towards me.

During the operation, I died. My soul left my body and rushed upward. I saw the operating room from the outside, my body, and the doctors trying to bring me back to life. However, my soul—my essence, with all my thoughts—rising, left that space through the ceiling.

Gradually moving away, I saw our planet from a distance, and along with it, the life I had lived.

It was at that moment I understood that I had lived completely wrong and had been doing things I shouldn't have.
I very much wanted to return to earth to fix everything. But that was impossible. I had no body. That is, my sense of self remained the same, I understood and felt everything, but there was no physical body.

Then something terrible began to happen—I ended up in hell. For some reason, the Lord decided to show it to me. It was an empty space. A vast space and a terrifying, oppressive feeling of loneliness, mixed with pain and inexplicable horror, full of despair. It seemed then that I had been there for an eternity.

Only later did I learn that one of the meanings of the word 'hell' is 'alone.' That is, hell is a place where God is not present.
Suddenly, turning, I unexpectedly saw a large, silvery Angel with a sword in his hands. He approached and extended his hand to me, as if wanting to pull me out of that terrible place.

I regained consciousness in the intensive care unit. For some reason, God decided to return me to life. The most amazing thing is that shortly before the tragic situation in which I was mortally wounded, I was confidently trying to prove to a friend that God does not exist.

I believed more in science than in religion. Although God had sent me warnings, trying to reach my heart.
Only after ending up in the afterlife did I understand that I had lived wrongly. I returned from there and became a deeply religious person.

After the operation, I developed sepsis. A long treatment lay ahead. However, no physical pain was comparable to the pain I experienced in hell.

I was treated for several years. Everything was fruitless. I was getting worse with each day. Tests taken at the Military Medical Academy clearly showed—a person cannot survive with blood like mine.
After this, my good friend Yuri Shevchuk advised me to visit the Antoniev-Siysky Monastery in the Arkhangelsk region. To be honest, I no longer believed anyone could help me anywhere.

The first thing after arriving at the monastery was that I was given the sacrament of the Anointing of the Sick. Then, after being placed in a cell, the monks began to pray over me. After some time, I myself started praying before the relics of Saint Anthony.

Once, while reading an akathist, I felt the space around me fill with a wondrous fragrance. I lost consciousness. Upon waking, I immediately understood that my body felt much better. It turned out that on that day, for the first time in several hundred years, the relics of the Venerable Saint Anthony had emitted a fragrance in the church.
Thus, I gradually began to recover. And along with that, I joyfully took on any work in the monastery. I wanted to do as much as possible for the church and for the Lord.

The monastery was in a deplorable state. Its restoration became the meaning of my life. More precisely, the opening of its metochion in St. Petersburg. I understood that this was far more valuable than rock concerts and all the audience's applause.

And so, several years later, the Church of St. Anthony of Siya appeared on Prospekt Prosveshcheniya in St. Petersburg. And a completely different life began for me, a righteous, Orthodox life. In the role of the rector of the monastery."

[rgray222]

I came across this today.

Third Man Syndrome, also known as the Third Man Factor, is a phenomenon where individuals in life-threatening or extreme stress situations report sensing a comforting, unseen presence, often described as a spirit, guardian angel, deceased loved one, or even a famous figure, that provides guidance, encouragement, or support during their ordeal. Third man factor - Wikipedia



A couple of stories

"I was 5 years old and in the backseat of the car while my mom was driving home from the store. I was so tired, so I rested my head against the car door and fell asleep. Suddenly, I heard someone scream my name and yell at me to wake up. I opened my eyes and asked my mom why she had yelled. She said she hadn’t. Just then, a truck slammed into our car, right where my head had just been resting against the door. Other than some bruising on my arms and legs, I was completely fine. My side of the car was smashed in. I’m sure I would’ve been dead if I hadn't woken up and moved my head."

"My husband and I went out to lunch one afternoon. The restaurant had TVs hanging from the ceiling, and one of them was in the corner next to our table. As soon as we sat down, I kept hearing a voice telling me to go to the bathroom. At first, I ignored it. I didn't need to go, but it was so persistent that I decided just to go and wash my hands. I was in the bathroom for about 30 seconds when I heard a huge crash. When I went back out to the dining room, I realized that the TV above our table had fallen and landed on top of the chair I had just been sitting in. Thank God I listened to that voice!"

"I was taking a shortcut across a frozen reservoir on the way to a friend's house. Suddenly, the ice cracked, and I started to fall through. I felt two hands slam into my back, and I skidded across the ice. I was soaking wet when I arrived at my friend's house, cold and shivering. I told him the story as I changed into some of his clothes so we could throw mine into the dryer. My friend turned white, and his eyes were bugging out of his head. He guided me to the bathroom so I could look in the mirror, and I saw what disturbed him. There were two hand-shaped bruises forming on my back. 40+ years later, I still get chills thinking about it."

"In 1981, my parents took me to New York to see a couple of Broadway plays. One day, we were walking down a very busy street, and I walked behind my dad's wheelchair so I didn't get crushed. Being a curious kid in a big city, I fell further and further behind my parents. I was standing near the curb, and suddenly, a big '70s Cadillac pulled over. A man in the backseat opened the door and grabbed my arm. At the same time, I felt and saw a man in a tan suit reach around my chest and pull me back, hard. The man in the car slammed the door, and the car peeled out of there. I turned around, looking for the man in the tan suit, but there wasn't anyone there."

Source for the stoires - https://www.buzzfeed.com/angelicaama...r-stories-2024

[Bill Ryan]

Taking the opportunity to bump this thread with a video from Gigi Young posted by onawah yesterday:

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My Guardian Angel Saved My Life!

"Join Gigi for a lecture discussing the presence of angels in our lives and the mystery of the cosmic hierarchies."

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=MQdMByZX0jM

[Bill Ryan]

Posted by Bill Ryan (here)
A large tree came down inches from my house. I posted some photos here.

Of course, trees can fall anywhere when they do, but I was super-lucky for there not to have been the slightest scratch of damage — though there was a lot of mess to clear up.

Again, the more I thought about it later, the luckier I realized I'd been. (Since then, I've been securing all the other nearby trees, some of which are leaning alarmingly but still standing, with a cat's cradle of back-anchored ropes.)

Bumping this thread again with another fun update.(!)

On Saturday, a second tree came down, this time right on the roof of my house. But because (a) the impact was cushioned by springy branches, (b) it fell quite slowly, and (c) the angels were clearly on duty again . there was zero damage to my roof — which was a little hard to believe.



Then yesterday, another tree came down, this time a lot taller and heavier — and the angels saw to it that it missed the house completely. (Just! But 'just" is enough. )

It's a little hard to see from the big mess in the photo below, but the new (third) tree that fell is laying from right to left above and beyond the trunk in the foreground, which is the one that hit the roof but miraculously cause no damage at all.



The challenge now will be to clear it all up, quite a big job. But that's just heavy human work — and I'll not be expecting the angels to help with that at all.

[Ravenlocke]

Hi Bill,
Glad you’re back, and safe and your place is safe. You were missed.

I saw the news about the flooding in Quito and power outages, did you get a lot of rain in your area as well? Probably why the trees fell down, shallow roots and soft earth?

Are there any neighbors that can lend a hand?

Welcome back though!

[Bill Ryan]

Posted by Ravenlocke (here)
Hi Bill,
Glad you’re back, and safe and your place is safe. You were missed.

I saw the news about the flooding in Quito and power outages, did you get a lot of rain in your area as well? Probably why the trees fell down, shallow roots and soft earth?

Are there any neighbors that can lend a hand?

Welcome back though!

Yes, El Niño is starting to impact Ecuador now. (And everywhere else too!) The weather here has been predicted to be heavy rain in the coastal areas, but very little rain (and even a drought) inland at high altitude.

But that appears to be going awry already, with flooding in Quito (which is very high, at 10,000 ft) and several heavy storms where I am, only a little lower. The pattern for me is beautiful blue-sky sunny mornings — but then rain closing in most days in the late afternoon. That's not supposed to happen here in the summer!

The authorities are wrestling with all the knock-on effects, including possible power outages if the hydro reservoirs fall too low... but it all depends exactly where those are and where the rain falls (if it does). It's all becoming very hard to predict.

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Re the tall trees surrounding my house, I'm really glad the last one did come down as it did. It'd been a concern for quite a while. I knew it was sure to fall sometime, and I was still figuring how I could anchor it with ropes to stop it from ever hitting the house.

There's another smaller tree which is leaning ominously (behind the trunk in the foreground which is resting on the roof), but I was able to tie several ropes to it way up high to keep it from falling. (The bright green ropes go from low down on the left up to the center-right.)



It took a little ingenuity to get the ropes tied so high, but for the taller tree which eventually fell safely it I could never manage to get the ropes in place.

So the angels can take a well-earned break now as there's nothing else here for them to take care of. (As best I know!! )

Are there any neighbors that can lend a hand?

Yes, my friend Gilberto has just come back from a couple of months away with his international-athlete children Noam and Pema, and he has a good chainsaw.

So they'll all be coming over soon for a few hours to help me clear it all up. (Pema, aged 13 and very light but also super-strong for her age, can easily climb up on the roof to secure ropes and move the branches without breaking any of the tiles.)

It'll be a fun team project, no angels needed — apart from Pema, of course.

[Johnnycomelately]

An angel is, in essence, a measure of power. You wouldn’t feel a need or impetus to call for help from an angel, if you could summon the required energy from yourself, or rather to yourself.

Hat tip to Bill (Cheers, Mr. Ryan &#128526 for not needing a wing-ed helper detail there. You draw from that same source, imo.

Whenever I have trouble, I try to access that source, become true enough to free those powers. Part of how I think of God.