This was how our next spirit visitor left me feeling. I was so in awe, in fact, that I could hardly breathe and only managed to get out a couple words when I spoke to it.
A few days earlier, I’d received a book in the mail about spirit guides. When I’d carried it upstairs, I’d discovered a white feather on my vest. I made note of it but didn’t understand what it meant at the time or what it had to do with spirit guides.
A couple chapters into the book, though, I started to wonder. The book wasn’t just on spirit guides; it was also about angels and archangels.
As I’ve mentioned in a couple chapters, I’m not comfortable using Christian names for spirits because of what I’ve experienced in my life, so along my spiritual awakening path, I started referring to angels as guardians because, well, that’s what they do. They protect and serve The Great Spirit by keeping you safe and out of trouble.
Also, despite what you might think, I’m logical and a hound dog about debunking mysteries. I’m open-minded about a lot of subjects, but I don’t take on any theories or beliefs unless I’ve seen them for myself. That’s just how I work.
This being said, I definitely believe in and had encountered guardians (angels) before but didn’t realize there was more to them than that.
The book was interesting, and I went in with an open mind. The author wrote that we are continually surrounded by a group of loving spirits, who are sent here by God to guide you, help you, teach you, and even shower you in gifts, if you are open to them.
I read the chapters about archangels and immediately renamed them in my mind as “Elite Guardians”. The author mentioned seven of them in her book and told a bit about them – their names, their purposes, and their personal energy.
She said that their main purpose is to serve The Creator, and that by caring for you and your needs, they serve The Creator. She said that we are meant to call on them because that is their purpose.
She said that archangels have a much bigger, more complicated job than regular angels because they are essentially The Great Spirit’s hands. They motivate, inspire, challenge, protect, and shake things up in a good way. They are powerful, determined and get things done.
She said if you ask them for help, you’d better be sure you want it, because they make things happen.
For fun, I printed the Elite Guardians’ names on a cool piece of photo paper, set it down, and headed off to bed.
The lights were off, and Kiani and I were both snuggled under the covers, ready to drift off.
It is my habit at bedtime to pray in my mind. It’s usually directed at The Great Spirit, thanking him for his love and protection.
On this night, though, I didn’t stop after I spoke to him. I paused and then said something like this inside my head:
Hey, uh…I would like to speak to The Elite Guardian or archangel known as Michael. Michael? If you can hear me, I just wanted to say ‘hello’. I know I haven’t spoken to you before, and I’m not sure if you’re much familiar with me, but I wanted to reach out, say ‘hi’, and introduce myself. I’m Sam.
Not even one second after I thought that, I felt a powerful presence standing over me on my side of the bed.
I knew instantly who and what it was, since I had encountered a guardian before, but this one was like a guardian times five hundred in the powerful presence department.
I gasped and turned my face and body toward it. I couldn’t see it, but I felt it. It was immensely tall! It almost reached the ceiling, and its emotional energy was pure love, joy and affection.
“Kiani!” I breathed, reaching my left arm behind me toward my daughter. “Do you see it?”
“Yes!” came the fast reply behind me. “What is that? There’s white light everywhere!”
“It’s Michael,” I said softly. “The Elite Guardian.”
I reached my hand out to where Michael stood and managed to get out three words:
Hi! and Thank you!
The beautiful being stood there for another handful of seconds, then gently vanished, leaving the air around him charged with energy.
As you can imagine, Kiani and I couldn’t sleep for another couple hours after this. She wanted to know all about the Elite Guardians – their names, their personalities, and what their jobs were. She described Michael as being so bright that she could only make out two details: he was as tall as the ceiling and wore a white robe.
When we finally did fall asleep, it was the easiest and most comforting slumber we’ve ever had, as if we’d drifted off while wrapped up in all that was good and warm in the world.
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