People have often asked me how I started believing in Angels, or how I “got into all this”. My story is a tad dramatic. I am not a person much into drama, my life goes on in a very simple, plain way. At least I think so. But this experience was very dramatic. And I guess I needed it to be like that because I very FIRMLY did NOT believe in Angels. Something simple…a dream, a feather, a coin, a sign would not have done anything for me. No Sir! The message had to be sent really powerfully to me, or I am very prone to dismissing most of the remarkable things that happen in life. You see, I am spiritual, I believe in things “beyond”, I am creative, BUT, I am also equally logical. My left brain is as strong as the right. I can rationalize most things away easily. So I guess “those up there” need to do things with great impact for me to accept. And I am grateful they do just that for me.
I told you, I used to think Angels did not exist. I thought they were simply inanimate decorative pieces. But one day that changed, very powerfully. Sometime in 2000 I was talking to a spiritual counselor – someone who had been trained to do Angel Readings. I was trying to come to terms with a difficult situation in my life.
She told me I had the presence of Jesus with me. I knew that…I had been talking to him all my life. Not that I ever heard back from him all my life – or at least I never thought I heard back (I do hear back now). But I did talk to him all the time even when I thought he did not reply. It was one-sided conversation as far as I was concerned. But I knew he was there. I believed in him.
Then she said I had thousands of angels around me. At that point I tuned her out. After all why bother about imaginary creatures? Then she said I had Archangel Michael with me. I asked, “I have WHAT…errr WHO with me?”. She only said, “If you are ever in trouble, call upon him”. I didn’t think much about it, and shelved it away in the, “Whatever!” file. Just a few days later I was resting in a friend’s loft. And something really strange happened. My friend appeared in the room. I thought he was there to call me for lunch. Suddenly he turned into someone I did not know! He was not a physical being at all! That was the first time in my life I was seeing someone who was not a living, breathing human or another living being with a physical body. As I gaped at him, he lashed out at me like a snake saying, “I have waited for this day for long”.
I was scared beyond wits, but suddenly I remembered what my spiritual counselor had
said, “Call upon Archanagel Michael”. I did just that.
And as soon as I called for him, I saw small white Beings that looked somewhat like little Cupids…but were not cutesy AT ALL. They looked powerful, and had very serious, grim expressions. They poured into the room from the corner of the roof, and carried this strange man away.
And all of a sudden it was all over. Just like that. I just sat there speechless, trying to understand what just happened. I do not know even now who that man was. But I do know that I needed a dramatic experience like that to believe that angels do exist. And I am thankful I was shown.