Saved by an Angel (38 page)

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by Stephanie Gunning

I had recently learned a new way to pray, and because I am an endless experimenter, I wanted to test how effective it was. It’s not that I am a spiritual skeptic; it’s just that I got excited. I had been told there are four important steps to prayer:

1. Find a sanctuary.

2. Breathe into the prayer.

3. Admit your vulnerability.

4. Ask for what you want or need as if your prayer has already been answered.

The next afternoon, I worked out at the gym and decided to take a steam bath. Lying on my back on a towel, alone and naked in the steam room, I remembered the list of prayer steps I’d just been taught.
Well, I couldn’t find more of a sanctuary,
I thought. And for sure, I was in a vulnerable position. Plus, if I prayed in the dark, no one who entered the steam room would realize what I was doing; and while I was alone, I could talk out loud to make extra sure I was “doing it right.”

I decided to pray for my soul mate to find me. I had indulged in the fantasy of finding a partnership similar to the one that two friends of mine had, but my idealism was shattered when my friends divorced and the husband committed suicide. Since then, it seemed as if soul mates weren’t real.

First, I breathed deeply into my body and admitted my vulnerability. “Dear God and Divine Mother,” I prayed, “here I am. I am a woman alone in the world. There are so many reasons why.” Then I listed my reasons. I added, “I am so very lonely sometimes.” I explained that I had lost my ideal of marriage, and I prayed for peace over the loss of my friend who took his own life. I continued praying in minute detail, leaving nothing out.

All at once in the darkness, I almost felt a change of atmosphere. I was so intent on prayer and breath and being openhearted that I had entered into an intense, highly focused state of being. Through the clouds of steam, with my eyes closed, I saw a pulsing, dark red spiral of energy envelop me. It was not frightening, but comforting. I burst into tears. Then there were shoots of bright green piercing the field of energy throbbing around me, and swirling mists of rich purple.

I intuitively knew that each light was a separate being, and it was so humbling that they had come to be with me in my time of need and vulnerability. I felt tremendously connected to the Divine, and I knew without a doubt that the light was a friend who had come to reassure me. I felt entirely loved by heaven’s angels.

Once connected, I continued my prayer, which became a statement of gratitude for my soul mate who I know will find me. I believe it. Since that day, I haven’t felt lonely, or anxious about the future and finding love. I look people in the eye to see their souls and establish a clear connection. When my soul mate arrives, on or behind schedule—or even if I miss him here on Earth this time around—that’s okay. As my steam-room angels helped me understand, love is everywhere.

S
AVED BY THE
L
IGHT
by Mili Ponesse

I was driving home from work one day. I was 16 years old and had just received my driver’s license. I stopped at a red light. In a hurry, I impatiently waited for the light to turn green so that I could take off quickly.

All of a sudden, though, my focus shifted from that traffic light. From out of nowhere, a bright light similar to sun glare brought my attention to the side of the road. I just sat there, transfixed by the light, almost daydreaming, but not thinking of anything. I was startled when the driver behind me honked his horn. The traffic light had turned green, and I hadn’t noticed.

However, before I could collect myself, a truck flew through the red light, crossing my path at about 70 miles an hour. If I’d gone through that light as soon as it turned green, I would have been hit by that speeding truck and been in an extremely bad accident.

I know that an angel saw the danger coming my way and distracted me with the bright light to keep me from driving through the intersection. I know it was an angel because of the comfort and warmth I felt the rest of my “slow” ride home.

G
UARDIAN ON THE
R
OAD
by Douglas Lockhart

My wife and I were truck drivers. One night we were crossing the border between Arizona and New Mexico. My wife was lying down in the sleeper, and I was driving. It was about 3
A.M.
, and I was very tired, but there was no time to stop and sleep because our job required us to get the freight from point A to point B.

I continued to drive, and I don’t know if I fell asleep at the wheel, but the next thing I knew, a great white ball of light came from the blackened night sky and passed through me. It blew my hair back, and I immediately felt as refreshed as if I had slept for ten hours. It was the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me.

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IGHT OF
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OTHER’S
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OVE AND
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ISDOM
by Judith Mitchell

I was 41 when my mother unexpectedly passed away. I was overwhelmed with grief and loss. Her passing made me realize that I was unsure of my own spiritual beliefs and that I did not like my feeling of aloneness. One night while I was trying to sleep, my mother came to me as a spinning ball of red light. I knew that it was her!

I could actually put my hand into this light. I was filled with such a sense of love. She let me know that I was never alone, and that she loved me and was always with me. Mom also told me that love and the circle of life were very important, that there are many spirits around me all the time, and that life goes on. Mostly, she helped me understand that she was fine and happy.

My mother was raised a Catholic, so many people had asked, “Was she saved?” Well, Mom let me know that we are
all
saved. That was not an issue. She helped me see that there are so many paths that lead to the same place. I had always fought my gift of seeing and knowing, and now I am so thankful to be assured that I am not alone, that life goes on, and that change is good. My mother’s visit transformed my life for the better and put me on a greater spiritual path. I know I may call on her anytime and that she is with me.

I no longer feel the pain of missing her, for I know she is with me always. My whole outlook on life has improved now, and I am open to receiving the help that is there for me if I need it. The love is always there. I am so grateful for this wonderful glimpse of the afterlife that I’ve been given. I thank God for it.

“T
HANK
Y
OU
, R
APHAEL
!”
by Sue Barrie

I am a 47-year-old mother of three boys, and I’ve just made it through the worst three years of my life! I truly believe that I’ve been guided, carried, comforted, and healed by the angels that surround me.

Three years ago, my husband and I divorced; then I moved, and my two oldest sons left home. Throughout these stressful times, I relied more and more on spiritual help. I had always believed that we all have guardian angels. On two occasions when I felt I couldn’t take any more, I felt a hand ever so gently stroke my cheek, and once I felt someone patting me on the head very softly.

A few months later, I discovered a lump in my breast. I instinctively knew that it was cancer, but for some reason I felt calm and had the knowledge that I would beat it. I asked my angels each night for healing and strength, and each day, I woke up with an inner confidence.

My mastectomy went well, and I came home two days after surgery. I barely took a painkiller as I prayed regularly to Archangel Raphael, and I was visited and comforted on two occasions.

The first night, I woke up with a little discomfort, feeling a bit lonely and sorry for myself. But then as I stirred, I felt the sensation of arms wrapped around the upper parts of my legs, as though someone was holding me close to comfort me. I went back to sleep instantly.

The following night, I was having difficulty finding a comfortable position in which to sleep. I had just completed my prayer for healing when I detected the distinct smell of coconut oil! Then I heard a sort of shuffle in my room in a corner to the right of me.

I turned onto my back, and as I did so, I got a tremendous shock. High above me on my ceiling were dozens of tiny twinkling lights, almost like miniature glowworms. They wiggled and shone only in the area directly above me! I was awestruck and elated, as I knew at that moment that I had been visited by my angels, and the healing was beginning both spiritually and physically for me!

I feel so full of love and joy these days, and I see beauty in everything. This has made me so excited that I tell everyone I can about this tremendous power and love! My biopsies show that there is no more cancer, and I’m overjoyed.