Angel Talk

Reminder from Mano: “If you see a face in the bark of a tree or leaf configuration, say hello, I send you love.

Last night I picked up a book a friend had dropped off—Talking with Angels: Budaliget 1943—a transcript of the Friday afternoon dialogues with angels four Hungarian young adults had toward the end of World War II. An opening line caught my eye: “The angels said, ‘What could be more natural than our talking with each other?’ May this book help many new dialogues to be born.”

Three artists and a teacher, three with Jewish roots, these four were living in a time of great stress, confusion about the truth, and the need for sources of strength and courage. In our own highly polarized days, with all sides thundering their “truths”, peddling fear and succumbing to it, I can’t think of a better antidote than having dialogues with angels and nature beings. It means developing a tender and intimate inner life, learning to quiet the soul and deeply listen, seeking and valuing imaginative pictures that in time, with nurturing, can lead to spirit reality. I feel that it also involves keeping a steady eye on the fear we carry deep inside us from the Burning Times, when those who worked out of intuitive realities were killed. A friend told me recently that each time she comes to a definitive turn toward balancing her left brain with her right, the fear surfaces, often accompanied by a physical ailment, like headaches. It is important, I believe, to name these fears, to trace them back, even to embrace them as a manifestation of our “fight or flight” adeptness in keeping us alert and safe.

The angel speaking in 1943 Hungary suggested, in addition: “Do not change the bad—strengthen the good! Thus the good will absorb the bad, which is all around it. I have more to say: Praise! Praise the praiseworthy in everyone, everywhere! True praise strengthens; you will see wonders. But never praise falsely, and never lie, even with good intentions! Ask!”

“August is my birth month,” Barbara writes, “and always a time I am open to the gifts life presents to me to celebrate my presence on earth. This year’s gift is ANGELS. I didn’t realize this until Mary Jane’s draft for the August blog arrived focusing on angels. Every morning this past week the morning sun shining on the forest leaf configurations has revealed the shape of a different angel. My thoughts were, ‘Oh, isn’t that interesting?’ Today I realize this is my birthday gift; the angels want to be more present in my life.”  

“Before I believed in angels I was intrigued and sustained by the Bible verse, ’God has given his angels charge over thee to guide thee in all thy ways.’ In my mid 20s angels started appearing in my abstract paintings. Then synchronicities and coincidences began to happen. A book about angels came in the mail from an anonymous benefactor. I met Patricia, a woman who interacted with angels and followed their guidance to work with me until I ‘woke up.’ My son’s babysitter Maria was from Panama of Chinese descent and saw the nonphysical world from birth. Today as I was listening to the Ascended Master Teachings, the suggestion was made that we could be of help to the angels.”

“Because we have been given free will, the angels cannot intervene in our lives unless invited. So I have developed the habit of calling in the angels each time I see a need, read the newspaper, or when I remember at a concert or public gathering to invite the guardian angel of everyone present to come close and give a special blessing to their person. I have an angel night light; each time I see it, and remember, I say a prayer something like, ‘Come, come, come all of the angels, come to protect innocent people, come with solutions to our world problems, come and do whatever you can to stop destructive people and keep our world safe. I thank you. I love you. I bless you.”

“We each have many angels assigned to us. The delight comes as a method of recognition or communication is established. Some angels communicate with me by giving me a sudden prompting nudge to take an action. A certain feeling, a deep involuntary breath, is confirmation and affirmation that my current thought is accurate. Sometimes I hear a bell or inner sound. I always think an angel is present when a synchronistic event occurs. Sometimes I create an inner spontaneous dialogue to find out what is happening. The thoughts are so fleeting I can easily miss them; I have learned to create these conversations on the computer, and then I remember and learn.”

“When Jim and I spent a year traveling in Europe, I established a communication with the angels when I started noticing tiny white pin feathers floating through the air or marking a bench I was about to sit on. I wondered, then finally recognized, that angels were actually communicating with me when I saw two pin feathers sitting on the roof of the car as I got in. At the end of our trip they were still there. This angelic connection became a constant comfort and support. The day after we returned home our year-old granddaughter went to the emergency hospital. I went to the amphitheater and said out loud. ‘I can’t stay long. I just wanted you to know what is happening to Suzanne,’ At that moment I noticed what looked like a leaf float from the top of the madrone tree on the other side of the amphitheater and drift gently toward me. As it got close I saw that it was a small white pin feather. I put out my hand and it landed in my palm.  I knew the angels were there and that Suzanne would survive. She is now an adult with a beautiful family of her own.”