Life is Like a Labrador Retriever

Up early again. It cannot be helped. I am become full of energy. This is new for me. Also the little aches and pains are less than they were. Still there, but way in the background. And I am waaaay out of shape, physically speaking. Such an unworthy vessel for all that is now in me. It is Written that God often chooses the unlikeliest vessels for His Works. If one assumes that I am such a Vessel then one can also assume that God has a vast Faith in us. Or in me.

Oh, I fully realize that the lessening of pain in me may simply be the effects of the normal brain chemistry that happens when someone is in a state of euphoria. Except for the fact that I am not euphoric. Oh I am happy enough, that is true, but it is the happiness that comes from connecting with the positive energy from which all life originates. This energy that is God. It flows through me now, and careful, it is contagious as all get-out.

Last weekend my mother came for a visit. It was a very healing event for both of us, a bonding after many years of being far apart emotionally. She said something odd though, about the placement of furniture in my living room. Yes, I know, what does this have to do with Angels? Bear with me, will you please? Patience, if you will. She made a few suggestions.

Yesterday, I carried out her suggestions.

Well.

You should have felt the positive energy taps open up! It was like a floodgate had opened up and the energy was simply gushing out, swirling around, flowing joyously around me and embracing my spirit with love and joy and acting like a six month old Labrador puppy. I almost let it out to go for a pee. Both of my Angels were giggling like schoolgirls. There might indeed be something to this thing called Feng Shui. Angel related. All things are you know. All things are linked to God and His Angels.

You people need to find your Angels fast. Please. All of you need to feel this joy, this intense pleasure. This will fulfill you as no drug can. This will ease you as no alcohol can. This is God. Pure, Simple, Joyous, Holy, Giggling.

Tribulations

Today is the day after a day of Tribulations here in this country. We have had a school shooting in Montreal. A young woman is dead, several people have been maimed, injured in body, spirit, and mind. Of course it is become the Main Story on the news.

Spare a thought for the families of the slain. Pray for the soul of the slain, and the slayer. This will be controversial to many, I know, I know. Be at peace. Both need it. We need to move beyond this if we are to progress towards the positive energy that is God.

One thing that struck me as I listened to the radio reports this morning on the CBC was how several witnesses talked about the miracles that occurred yesterday. How the carnage would have been much worse if the in-between class bell had rung a couple minutes sooner. How the death toll would have risen if the police had not charged right in after the slayer. These witnesses call these miracles.

I think that we are going to hear about more miracles. Not just out of this tragedy, but world-wide. There is a movement afoot, and it is tied to Angels. It is tied to the Second Coming of Christ, which is not a physical event but a spiritual event. This Second Coming is about the Evolution of the human mind, the human spirit. Soon, more and more people will encounter Angels in their lives, and more and more sightings of Angels will be seen. God himself will then be encountered.

Our mind has to evolve for this to happen. I do not know why but I am told by the Angels that this is so. I do not have a time frame for all of this but I have the feeling that it is soon, and within my lifetime. Seeing as how I may not have a full lifetime then it may be sooner than all of us may think. I know that my evolution is taking place extremely quickly. I suspect that others in the same position as I am in are experiencing the same rapid growth in powers, insights.

In a sense this is the End of Days. Has this Time not been one of Tribulations? Have the Horsemen not been loosed upon this world? Did the Lord our God not say he would protect us and save us? And so He shall. The End of Days is not the end of the world, nor the death of all that is Good and Holy. This is the start of something Good and Holy.

This is the start of a whole New World.

Rejoice! The End is Nigh!

On The Nature of Evolution and Angels

On The Nature of Evolution and Angels

Many of you who are interested in Angels and connecting with Angels will have one thing especially in common. That one thing is a long standing experience with Depression. Especially the kind of Depression that does not respond well to various medications. The sort of deep blues that is not related to a specific situation or cause that you can identify. Yes, it can be worsened by events, or drugs, or alcohol.

You may even be suicidal.

If you are suicidal, I urge you to get professional help right now. There is excellent help to be had from the medical community. Stay in touch with others, by all means, but follow the advice of your doctors. This is imperative.

At this point I am going to share with you something that is going to rock your world. It is not going to be accepted by the medical community and I will not even try to argue it. It is enough for me that Angels have told me it is so. I will also lose quite a few of you here, and that is okay. This message is not for everyone. Those of you who are ready for the truth will see it.

Depression is not an illness.

There.

Want more? Sure.

Our mind is evolving, as is our spirit. This is part of God's plan for us. This evolution will bring Him closer to us and us closer to Her. The way our body senses this evolution of the mind is complex. Picture the evolving mind as expanding foam, each bubble having to be bridged with new neural bridging. This is a time consuming process. Of course the picture I describe is simplistic in the utmost.

Chemical processes are involved and in a state of flux, which leads to the feelings of depression. Actually we would not be feeling blue if it were not for the influence of the Ego in us. The Ego being the consciousness that belongs to the mind.

Depressed persons tend to be labelled as mentally ill. They often are not. As a rule they are intelligent, educated, sophisticated, sensitive, and introspective. They are artists, scientists, educators, mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters, sons, and daughters. Indeed, they exist across the spectrum of occupations and personalities.

Sometimes we are shunned for what we suffer. We are judged by others. Non-depressed persons do not understand us. It is a common refrain amongst depressed people everywhere.

It is okay to feel sad, tearful, alone. It is really okay to have a lousy memory. These things are going to pass, it is only temporary. Your mind is evolving into something wondrous. This is a process. If you will open your heart and your mind and your soul and reach out, then you can and will have a relationship with your Angels and with God. That is why your mind is changing. That is why we are evolving. To have that relationship.

There are many many books and online resources available for any who wish to learn how to contact their Angels. One that I recommend is Interview with an Angel by Steven Thayer and Linda Sue Nathanson. Another is a Cd rom called The Halo Effect vol 1 by Jennifer Clark. I would gladly share what I know with anyone who contacts me.

First Things First

I was alone when I felt the first touch on my right hand.

Last year, around July, 2006, I was minding my own business. Depressed, but that was my own business.

I was not really freaked out by that unseen touch as I was on medication for depression and I was not sure what was real and what was not. I was not in a great place. Trust me on that.

After that first contact, those little touches started happening all the time. I ignored those touches for a few days. Then things took a bit of a step up. Objects around me started moving. I was hearing voices and I was smelling things that were not there. Yeah, the voices were in my head. Calling my name. Whispering to me.

At this point I saw my doctor. My head doctor, as I called her. Told her exactly what was going on. Yes, she is a Psychiatrist. She expressed no concern with any of what I was going through. I was seriously questioning my sanity, and questioning the medications I was on. She told me none of the meds I was on caused these side effects. I had been on these for months, she said, and usually side effects happened in the first few weeks.

She asked me if the voices in my head were saying hurtful or negative things. They were not. She said okay. I thought that this was a bit strange but I trusted her knowledge and wisdom.

Over the next few days the paranormal experiences increased in frequency and intensity. I was seriously thinking I was nuts. I was not seeing ghosts or things at that point but they were around me, following me around and waking me up when I slept. Oh yeah I was sleeping about 20 hours a day.

Depressed sleep though.

My dreams started changing. I was going places I had never been to. Seeing things and talking with people and beings that were out of this world. I started encountering a young lady in those dreams.

Let's call her Jen. That is her name so it fits.

Long reddish blond hair, blue blue eyes. Pretty and young. And very sad. Sometimes angry. She would sit with me in my dreams and sometimes not talk at all. We held hands often. She would lean her head on my shoulder, and squeeze my hand.

Then the dream would change. I was no longer beside her but above her. She was absolutely terrified, not of me but of what was coming. I could not see what was coming though, it was dark all around us. I could feel that others were around us. Feel them. I would try hard to see them but then I would hear her scream!

That is when I would wake up from the dream. Every time. I would have this dream five, six times each day and night.

Even I got the message. I was also feeling like time was running out. I could feel anxiety around me. It wasn't in me, but around me. As if something or someone was there, fretting.

Yes, I did get a lot of goose bump moments back then.

At this point I went to see a psychic. A medium. I did not know where else to go. Where do you go when you got a haunting? So in I walked and met this lady. She does not want me to use her name so we shall not. Fair enough, lets call her MC. First thing MC says is ''Oh, you have a spirit with you''.

Ya right. I am a sceptic. Ya right.

Over the next hour this medium told me what was and what was going to be. She also told me what was not. I learned who the spirit was and what she wanted with me. I was amazed! MC asked me if I would be interested in getting in touch with this spirit. I listened and I accepted her invitation to allow her to help me.

The next day, MC came to my house and did a cleansing. Said there had been some negative energy around the place and that this was now gone. I still had this spirit though.

MC showed me how to meditate, and how to use Creative Visualization to contact spirits. She also introduced me to pendulums. How one could use this simple tool to communicate with spirits. She taught me how to do Automatic Writing too. She introduced the concept of Channelling to me.

Then MC told me that I was a Channeller. Oh I tried so hard to hang onto my scepticism. So hard.

I had no idea what lay in wait for me. She gave me a list of things to do. Lent me books and cd's and gave me her time and wisdom. For these reasons I am indebted to this woman. That she gave of herself so freely and so without judgement amazed me.

Humbled me.

Right at this point I received some bad news about my health. I had been having problems with my prostate gland and had gone for tests. It was quite enlarged and hence why I was having problems with all things plumbing. So the tests had come back and the results were indicating that the gland was cancerous. Possibly. It was about four times bigger than it should be.

Please note the fact that I was Depressed, suicidal thoughts were a daily thing. I was not afraid to die. At all. I welcomed the thought of death. When the doctor gave me this news, my first thought was ''finally''. That night I prepared for sleep.

I then had the same dream several times in a row. Appeared as though not even my possible death would stop this stuff.

I decided to ask God for help. Out of the Blue I decided this.

This was early on the morning of September 5th, 2006. I was lying in bed. I asked God for the gift of Channelling. Out loud, ''please, God''.

Within minutes, an entity was with me. In my head, talking to me, giving me reassurance, love, gentleness, kindness. The unconditional Love that I felt in that moment was beyond my experience at that time.

The idea of an Angel came to me then. A female Angel. Though Angels are neither he nor she our minds are not yet evolved enough to grasp them as they truly are. So my impression was decidedly female. Even as I struggled with this she was laughing.

I asked her her name and I heard, in my mind, "Pennance".

Truly, Angels have no names, just as they have no sex. They adopt these only so that we can perceive them. We have no complete concept of them as yet. Keep in mind that I had no clear image of this presence as of yet either. That would come in later days, upon further explorations. All I could sense was a powerful, glowing light in my mind.

I did wonder if I was losing my mind. Not for the first time. Not for the last time either. But I digress.

That early morning Pennance entered my body as a physician would. It was not an invasion, and I remained in complete control of all my faculties. I was being probed, examined, and healed.

Trust me, a man knows when his prostate gland is being 'handled'. That morning I was changed forever. I was Healed. Pennance showed me how to Heal through Reiki. She showed me the words, and the symbols.

I cannot go back to what I was. This was the beginning, really my beginning.