Many people believe there are Guardian Angels watching over them or a specific angel they feel drawn to. There are people who have had visions, dreams and even life saving events where an Angel stepped in with divine intervention!
My first unusual experience, I remember well. The details, the feelings and how every spoken word resonated with sound! I was young and felt completely mesmerized. There wasn’t any part of me that felt pain or discomfort and it certainly wasn't the last time I'd encounter my own Guardian Angels.
It was near Christmas. I was ten years old at the time and went to bed religiously wearing my flannel, candycane print, nightgown with ruffles and a Christmas mouse lighting the way with an antique candle lantern.
More than anything, I remember hearing a voice calling my name. It sounded so far away that I had purposely chosen to ignore it. It felt like, wherever it was coming from, it threatened a place I never wanted to leave.
As my name became more pronounced, I remember a part of me feeling irritated. Within the confinements of love and information moving through every cell, on every level of my being, I wanted to stay exactly where I was.
At the end of my experience (it lasted 3 nights); my mother explained to me she had heard creaks in the upstairs hallway, just outside of their bedroom. I had a great deal of energy so normally I would be touching things, twirling, bounce or skip down the stairs. This time, I almost glided without emotion.
With not even as much as the glow of a nightlight, she said I would leave my bed each night; go down through the upper hallway, stairs, across the foyer, living room and through the dining room, stopping at the farthest northeast corner of the house.
She assumed I had been sleep walking and out of curiosity, arranged items on the floor like a newspaper or an ottoman out of place. Each morning, 3:15 am, I’d maneuver around every single item without looking down or losing a step.
The family room was where my mysterious journey ended. I’d stop and tilt my head back with my arms dangling like a rag doll, staring at the ceiling. She told me my eyes were neither all the way open or closed. I didn’t react to the light she turned on above my head, like I was in a trance. She said what I did do was respond to an invisible conversation, with “Uh-huh…yes...m-hmm, I understand.”
It was the third night when my mother had decided to gently shake my shoulder with the tips of her fingers. I remember coming back, slowly, feeling myself tearing further and further away from a place I never wanted to leave. The more I pulled away from it, the more disturbing and painful it became. I remember feeling a great sense of sadness and discomfort as I began to recognize my surroundings. My feet could once again feel the floor.
My mother asked me what had happened,what I was doing? I explained, "Didn't you see them? They were right there! Three angels up in the corner! They needed to tell me things I'm supposed to remember."
She asked if I still saw them? In looking back to the corner I didn't, but from that day forward I knew they would forever be looking over me and little did I know I would have another encounter with them, 17 Christmas' later.
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