Category: Guardian Angel

Gift, Guardian Angel, Intuition, Love, Medium, Psychic

Who Knew..

Gail

Who knew that when I let go all would work out to be the way it is. Let it Be. I look back on the fear that permeated my being by saying no to encouraging my growth. Being stuck in Anxietyville was the only thing I knew and believe it or not felt safe. To go beyond meant facing something that I could not endure in that space and time. I look now on the peace and freedom my life brings me and I shake my head at those fear based thoughts. Look at me all tied in knots, afraid of her own shadow and bites the hearts of those that would reach out with her harsh words to keep them at bay. Yes, I was that person. “Give me my space!” I demanded. Did anyone have a clue what I was going through. Man, I was a mess. Hahahaha. If I could I would go up to the former Gail and say, “Hey slow down, give yourself a break, do not give into the demands of life and go easy on yourself. Know that the Universe has your back.”

Five years ago or maybe more I was encouraged to attend class for psychic development. Omg, my mind went south to heck in a hand basket. Ego decided to hitch a ride and give it to me full blast. “You do not have what it takes, you will fail. It will be too much work. You are not intuitive, quit kidding yourself.” Yes, this was my cheerleading section in my mind. Ego was having a party and I was the only attendee. Slowly I came around with baby steps and being in a relationship at that time had a bit of encouragement to try it out. More and more I came out of my shell. Made new friends, trusted them with my heart and talked of things that interested me and they knew what I was going through. This was my tribe. I had finally found them.  This tribe consisted of women that had similar stories to mine. They had seen stuff happen around them that no other could see. They day dreamed a lot. Too much so that they were accused of living in another world. To be accused of being a liar crushes a young person’s spirit and deny’s them there truth. Know this.

Today you will see a vibrant, empowered, say it like it is, take charge of my own life kind of woman. Meditation is what centered me. Starting that off was such an endurance test but I passed it. Having made attempts to try it but not finishing a session only made me want to overcome it. Instead of pushing myself to sit in silence for 15 minutes I then went on Youtube and found a great guided meditation by Naomi Nonu-Carling called “Angel Contact” and started off with a minute. I came out of that psyched and ready to move on to add more minutes. So in one day I meditated for a whole hour, again starting off with that one golden minute. Today when I have a session with a client I actually bring them into meditation for a minute or three to show them how easy it is, starting with breathe. Telling them to push out those thoughts with your breathe. Steady one’s mind. Surprised looks are the norm when they come out and how it took for minutes to go by.

If I can do anything to help a person go beyond where they are now and if this is through a reading then I have fulfilled my purpose.

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Gift, Guardian Angel, Heaven

Gift from Spirit

Gail

Love my dreams that come through. They are usually a black and white highlight of days events that had past or vibrant and lucid themes that drift in and out of me as I walk, fly, run, swim, whatever activity is needed in each scene. Mornings bring a smile to this gal’s face and the gift to remember. Such was last night or early morning with a busy walk through a army barracks and then holding unto a necklace with the word DREAM with four jewels attached to it. Messages like these I love. Messages from spirit that I embrace.

It was at Christmas time a few months ago that a colorful dream came through me with gorgeous hues of rainbows dotting the sky and the huge letters of BELIEVE tossed in with the fluffy clouds. I awoke knowing full well that I did in fact believe in myself that I had the knowingness to do what I had to do with my mediumship readings. With that belief I have come leaps and bounds. This dream of this morning is just the icing on the top to manifest my hearts desire for sure. To be able to read for more clients with healing messages, to take my photography to a different level. Stayed tuned for that one. To have a new love. I am not asking for much but something that I truly deserve. Looking forward to the future. Enjoy your day my friends!

Guardian Angel, Love

What I did on my summer vacation…

Gail

I dreamt last night of a couple crossing the street. Me in my vehicle, waiting for them to progress but it was not to be as the woman fell down with the man helping her. I got out and proceeded to pick them up. The man wanted no help from me. He was disoriented. He was wearing military uniform with all the usual array of medals and such with the number 324 prominently showing. “Let me help you, you need help.” I said to him. No was his reply. “My father died of a stroke and I think that is what is happening to you.” I say to him. “Exactly!” is what he said as he stood up proudly. I was shaken momentarily and walked away. It was a very vivid dream with me carrying a red wallet and the song, “Wayward Son” with these lyrics playing all the while…”Carry on my wayward son, For there’ll be peace when you are done. Lay your weary head to rest Now don’t you cry no more.”

Waking up this morning I check the numbers and sure enough 324 has meaning. “You stand shoulder to shoulder with benevolent guardian angels, archangels, and ascended mas­ters. Surrounded by such powerful Divine love, you can feel certain of a positive outcome to this situation.” Red as I checked out with this as follows does resonate with me. “The alchemists had a much more narrow interpretation of the color red. For them, red was fire. But in alchemy, fire was more than simply heat. Fire was the force of creativity, the force what allowed radical transformation in the fulminato stage — the stage that directly preceded the accomplishment of the “Great Work. In dreams, red may be similarly interpreted meaning that the dreamer is engaged not only in a time of deep creative passion, but creativity that radically transforms one from the soul up and down and in and out.”

So this past summer it has been the ending of a relationship but with that a greater understanding of who I truly am and what I made out of. We seem to think that this is how it should be when life all of a sudden throws a curve ball and says no such luck girlie!  That happened but now I stand resolute and sure of myself. At this time meditation helps soothe the soul as does knowing that there are people to support me as well as on the other side with healing. Not a day goes by that I do know that my father is around me and shows me with his symbol, the number 3. The peacefulness of the days carries this one down her path. I know there are greater things that await and I look forward to this adventure we call life. This was my gift from the universe and such a great learning experience to take away from it all.

Guardian Angel, Loved Ones

Is You There?

Gail

I am in a snow covered dream. I love snow by the way. Sauntering down a sidewalk I spy my dad clearing snow off a red car. My first thought is that he is alive. He looks so vibrant and happy. Noticing that now he is looking up to a third floor apartment as now he is shoveling snow into the convertible. My dad had a good sense of humor as I am told and this to notice him more in this dream. Gazing up I see no one there only the lace curtains move slightly. Dad is still shoveling. Looking up again I see Dad’s partner Bernice walk away from the window. This is when I suddenly realize that my Father is dead and in a little girl voice I say, “I miss you Daddy!” I awake suddenly and still hear my young voice. This dream makes me happy and I know I will have a good day. My visitations from good old Dad are rare but I remember each and everyone of them. Knowing that he guides me during my waking hours comforts me. The red is always prominent in my dreams with him. It was pointed out by my friend that in my new home there is a lot of red popping out from paintings, textiles and such. I hadn’t realized until then.

This early morning I was to awake from a entirely different dream. A man walks with me on a cruise ship. He is dressed in army attire. This catches my attention as my dad was in the army as you all know. There is a trusting moment but only too briefly as he shows his true colors. I want to run away from him now and am saved by a woman who intervenes by talking to him. I then make my get away.

In this scenario I know that I should be protecting myself a lot more than I choose to. Grounding and bathing ones self in white light as I do in good intention certainly goes a long way. Always I express gratitude before I close my eyes and ask from protection from Archangel Michael at sleep time. I do. When we, as lightworker’s open ourselves to spirit the occasional rift raff do drop in but only momentarily. But I rather opt for nothing at all if that can be helped. I do not care for these visits from them. On the other hand my dreams from loved ones that have passed I would welcome every night if that was so possible!

 

Guardian Angel

You Will!

Gail

As strange as this might sound to you dear reader the following came to me a few moments ago. A must share for definitely I am guided by unseen forces. Spiritual ones that is. “You will flourish.” It came in silently in my mind. I never question these insights for they come out of the blue.

If you have been following my journey of this year you will know that I have moved to a much improved situation. I wake to birds in the many trees surrounding my condo with there song. Add to this is a quietness which is a tonic. My mind has settled and thus my body follows. Peace & tranquility. I am the Queen of Serene! So I thank my guides for giving me this beautiful message and wonder what tomorrow will bring.

 

Family, Guardian Angel

Here I am waiting to hold you.

Gail

My life has gained greater momentum now with decisions made in the beginning of this new year. Asking the great universe for signs as if this would be the right time to sell my house and it was to be. A new condo to move in was procured. The little dream home that I so look forward to being in.

I awake this morning to the sound of my phone ringing. It is my aunt. Answering it, I was soon to be in stitches and thinking how wonderful it was to wake up so happy. Imparting my dream of my father who stood next to a bulldog.

“Bulldog
To see a bulldog in your dream signifies that some protective force is helping you move forward in life.”

With this she told me that he is around to make sure I am taken care of. I know he is around me. The sound of a loose floor board that moves on its own and thus makes the dresser move and then also moves the purse on the door to shift as well. This is him.

I now have daily conversations with his smiley face emitting from the picture frame on my dresser. This is my comfort. It seems as though days go by with nary an adventure to be had and then you wake to something so beautiful it makes your heart sing! #GratitudeForThisLife

Guardian Angel

Dark

Gail

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It’s night time, not to late in the day but I find myself in a unfamiliar part of town. I have just got off the bus and ready to make the three block walk to my little sister’s new home. Ready to step off the curb I am startled by a man’s voice behind me as he walks down the middle of the residential street. I find this odd. Where did he come from, so fast? I take stock of him, quickly assessing his appearance, his demeanor, what does he want? In a gruff voice he asks where a certain street is as he is lost. I am almost ready to look away as I say I do not know when he quickly reaches out and grabs my arm. He is a tall blond heavy set man. It was in this moment as I glanced away that I heard, “Get away!” and this in my head. His grip is strong but I wrestle away knowing that if I do not then all is lost.

I am loose. I do not know how this happens as he tries to reach out again but to throw a fist. I yell, “NO!” I run! I run so fast and do not hear him follow. I turn and he is gone. My heart beats so fast and I want to vomit but I run to the safety of my sisters place. I do not say anything to her. My very being asks if that really happened? My arm hurts. It happened.

In my city there had been a run of women being raped. Some beaten so badly, some to disappear never to be seen again. There life style was also being questioned. Even though this happened over 30 years ago I remember that very moment as if it happened a few minutes ago. I was so in that moment. I also had a feeling that this man was the reason women were scared to walk out there doors, in there own neighborhood. At that time I didn’t have a clue but know that there was an angel looking out for me who spoke to me in that moment. I have so much gratitude, so much!