Another grateful day



How blessed am I that God chose me to be one of his Crossing Guards? There is a reason for everything. I found Rev. Michelle Glass through Todd and Lisa, who then found their own abilities through interacting with me. Full circle.

 

Through Michelle I found Google+ and some great communities there. I have been able to help one live soul and one passed so far and am in the process of helping another live soul and passed soul because of Google + which has helped me more than those on there who talk with me know. Again, full circle.

 

Today I am working with Archangels Michael, Raphael, Uriel and Jophiel as well as Spirit to help a man who has been plagued by what he thought was a demon. In reality, it is a Dark One who needs help. From what I have been able to find out, he was murdered back in the 1980's either in Boston or Brooklyn NY, due to the accent he has. I have not questioned him on that as we have had other things to discuss during our brief visits today. I believe it was a mugging that went bad.

 

His anger at having his life taken from him when it was all going so wonderfully kept him here on earth instead of going into the light. I believe he was on the verge or at least thinking of asking his girl to marry him. Work was going good, life was good. He lost faith in God because of the way he died.

 

Eventually he found a woman that he attached to. I am not sure if she is psychic or simply practices black magic but she has used him as her pet, taking out her own anger and self loathing on others. She has kept him by feeding into his lust for revenge and lack of faith in God. She has even provided him a way to "feel" what it is like to have sex again by showing him how to enter her lover's body while they were engaged in sexual activity.

 

For this he felt obligated to her. She has been using him to attack her last ex. He has seen her for what she is and has called her on it. So she has sent her pet to make his life miserable and it has worked. Until now.

 

I am going to blog this as it happens.

 

This morning I did my usual routine of first communicating with Archangel Michael asking if we will have work today. He said yes. I didn't get much further before I read Bill's post to me about how he felt that he had not been able to "give back" the demon to his ex-girlfriend. He had been told in a reading that it was a demon. So, I meditated and cleansed asking Archangel Michael for protection. During this, I did catch a whiff of that incense they use at Easter in church. We don't have any of that in this house.

 

I felt the pull of this spirit and concentrated. Suddenly I found myself in the cab of an 18 wheeler, no surprise there, Bill is a trucker but I did not know at the time he was on the road. In the backseat was the spirit. I could tell he was a Dark One, not a demon, not even a Black One. So I engaged him in conversation which seemed to surprise him. He asked me if I could see him and I said of course. He asked me what I wanted and I told him it was time for him to go home. He immediately got defensive and started swearing at me. "Why would I do that bitch? I am having way too much fun here". The more I spoke to him of the light the angrier and more foul mouthed he got until finally he turned his back on me and sent me away. During our conversation, I draped the cloak of Archangel Michael around Bill for protection.

 

I continued on with my research on Archangels until I felt the pull again. Into the cab of the truck I popped. He was not happy to see me. It was this trip that I learned of how he was killed and his great sorrow over losing his girl. He was angry that she moved on, got married and had children. I reasoned with him that if he truly loved her, why isn't he happy that she is happy? Would he want her to live her life in mourning, always alone? He reluctantly admitted he wouldn't want that for her. We then talked about God and if he was a loving God why did he let this bad thing happen. So we talked for a while about how we are not God's puppets, that we have free will, the will to walk a true path and the will to walk a dark one. Obviously the two that mugged and killed him chose the latter. He then told me to go away again and phased out of view.

 

Our next meeting he was less aggressive. He wanted to ask me about what would happen if he did decide to go to the light. He said he figured he would certainly be punished for the things he had done in his death. I explained that I didn't know for sure what would happen once he crossed. I told him that I did know that God is about love and not fear and punishment. That if he is truly sorry, TRULY sorry that God would forgive him. I said, even so, I was not sure that he would not have to account for what he did once he got to the other side. He then let me know that he didn't feel worthy. I simply told him that he must have been good before he died, otherwise, the girl he loved so much would not have had anything to do with him would she? He sat in contemplation but clearly was not going to speak with me anymore. Before I left, I silently asked Archangel Raphael to come heal him, Archangel Uriel to come and bestow some knowledge of God's love upon him and I asked Archangel Jophiel to help him see the beauty that awaits him on the other side.

 

Final pull. This time I felt more peace coming from him, more calm. I consulted with Michael if Jimmy was ready and he said yes. I asked if I had to pull him here or if it could be done where he was and it was done where he was. So popped back into the truck. That is really the only way I can describe it, and asked him if he was ready. We again had another discussion about God and forgiveness. As usual Spirit appeared with his golden doorway. And as usual his form as a wolf surprised the earthbound. Then he asked me who was behind me. I knew it was the Archangels and I told him each of them by name. He was in awe that they were there. I told him that they had been with him for a good part of the day, there to help him. He could not believe that they would help one such as him. I explained to him that no matter what he did, he is still part of God, loved unconditionally like any parent loves their child. Because of that, the angels were sent to help him.

 

I then got something I have never had before. A hug from a ghost. I can still feel it. I don't know how to describe it other than a tingly sensation, a band around my chest not unlike when I feel the presence of a spirit but not quite the same. It made me physically shiver. He thanked me and started walking towards the door and Spirit.

 

So OK, I know some of you are now thinking to yourselves, "he did what? How was there room to walk anywhere in the cab of a semi"? Well there is always a bit of a path between where I stand with the Angels and the spirit(s) that are crossing. It is a journey they all have to take.

 

So as Jimmy was walking, the Angels fell in behind him. He stopped and asked why they were following him. I said they weren't, that they were taking the journey with him, to support and love him. He turned and walked straight into the doorway.

 

Yes I am teary eyed. I will admit after most crossing that get this personal I get teary.

 

Sometime between the second and final visit with Jimmy, Bill called me. We talked for quite a while about all of what had transpired between he and this woman and this earthbound.

 

 One of the main things that Bill was upset about was the loss of some of his friends including a spirit guide that had been sent to him for protection. I let him know, our guides, protectors and Angels never leave us. It is us that leaves them, shuts them out. All he has to do is open his heart to this spirit and ask for it to come to him and he will feel it again.

 

At the end of our conversation, Bill kept thanking me. I wanted to say "no, it is I who should be thanking you for the wonderful opportunity you have given me" and I still feel that way and will let him know. But something told me, at that time, he has to be in his state of gratefulness for a bit.

 

I feel so fulfilled at having been part of an event that helped two souls today. I love my job.