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“Signs from Angels” Stories, Poems & More

This is a collection of "Stories of Angel Signs" from people all over the internet. I have many of my own, but also spend time searching for inspirational stories to share with you. If you have an Angel Blessing or Sign and would like to share it on my blog, please enter it as a comment. After consideration, it may become an entry of its own.

Gratitude for Blessings

May your life be filled with everything you desire. Appreciate how terrific you are! I am so thankful you came to visit today. Blessings to you and all you do!

Do you have a guardian angel?

Do you believe in guardian angels? A suprising number of women are turning to the spirit world for guidance

Wanna know what the next big thing in publishing is? Angels. There are books on angel cats, angel babies, angel visions — you name it, there’s a related tome. “In the book world, angels have become the new misery memoirs,” says Jo Lal of Hay House, which publishes many of the leading angel authors. It’s hardly a surprise, then, that according to a recent Mori poll, 58% of British women believe they have a guardian angel, with the majority claiming they have received help from them.

Flicking through the pages of these books is a revelation. Apparently, angels don’t exist solely to act as divine messengers or to provide comfort during illness or loss; they are there to assist with everything, from landing a dream job to getting a date with Mr Right, losing weight, and even finding a parking space. These angels are far friendlier than the sometimes vengeful creatures of biblical times. There are guardian angels who protect us, cradle to grave, plus a whole host of other angels we can “channel”, from arch angels — the psychic big guns you can call on to deal with a crisis — to “odd-job” angels who can help you find lost car keys.

Intrigued, I consult Jenny Smedley, author of Angel Whispers, who is in worldwide demand for her readings. “Oh yes, you can ask the angels for help with anything,” she insists. “I had one woman who was earning a very low wage and she wanted a particular designer handbag.” After a series of twists and turns that included picking up a reward for a lost cat, the woman found the bag in a charity shop. This, apparently, was an angelic intervention.

Smedley claims her own life was radically transformed after she turned on to angels. She went from “fat, suicidal and talentless” to landing a job as a TV presenter, losing several stone and becoming a songwriter. That’s in addition to writing a string of bestselling books and magazine columns.

Why does she think so many people are turning to angels? “Lack of fulfilment is a common problem in the women I see. They have the husband and the kids, the house and the job. But they’re left feeling tired and empty, and asking, ‘Is this my life for the next 18 years?’” Smedley puts people in touch with their angels by creating a digital painting just from hearing their voice. She offers to create one for me, and two hours later the image lands in my inbox. The result is surprising. No blonde cherub for me; my angel has black rock-chick hair and a psychedelic gown. If this is, as she suggests, a reading of my soul, I am happy to own her.

My “angel reading” is equally alluring. Apparently, in 2010 all my dreams will come true: fame, fortune, international travel and romantic adventures. I’m beginning to understand why she’s a global phenomenon. Inspired, I decide a digital image isn’t enough; I want to meet my angel in, er, person. The quest leads me to Sabi Hilmi, 30, who works as a banker by day and runs Purely-angels.com in her spare time. She operates from her “angel sanctuary” in north London.

Hilmi had her first divine experience when her mother was seriously ill 10 years ago and an angel appeared by her side. “My mother returned to full health, and I began my training as an angel practitioner,” she says. Small wonder that stressed-out City colleagues are beating a path to her door for readings and dinner parties. There’s angel music, scented tea in painted cups and tiny squares of iced angel cake.

The session reminds me of being nine years old, cocooned in a cosy world of make-believe. Hilmi begins by connecting to my angels and passing on their messages. It’s like having a celestial personal trainer — down-to-earth, goal-oriented and ever so gently bossy. “Your angels don’t like all these deadlines, you need to do something about it,” she advises. Oh dear. We go on a guided journey to meet my guardian angel.

Alas, lolling on her couch, I am perhaps too full of tea and cake to reach a higher spiritual dimension. However, I do leave feeling like I’ve been on holiday. And it seems I am not the only surprise convert to the angelic realm. Menna van Praag, author of Men, Money and Chocolate, attended an archangel workshop during a low point. “At the time I thought the whole thing was completely loopy. However, during the workshop we did an exercise where we had to imagine what our angels were like. I became aware of the presence of two tall, muscular men; it was a strong protective feeling that I have been able to access again whenever I need help.”

There is something very comforting about the idea that these magical creatures are sitting around in heaven waiting to grant my every wish. But really it seems too good to be true. There are no rules, moral codes or consequences. What happens if you ask for your ex-boyfriend to be turned into a toad, or for Javier Bardem to leave Penelope Cruz and just happen to turn up at your local gym?

I decide to consult Professor Chris French, a psychologist at Goldsmiths College, and a regular sceptic on Angels, the Sky Real Lives series. “Angels are just a fad,” he says. “A while ago it was alien abductions that fascinated people, now it’s this. There’s also evidence to suggest people turn to superstitious thinking during hard times. Anything that gives people an extra sense of control is going to be psychologically comforting.”

Surely angels are a better coping strategy for life’s challenges than, say, hitting the bottle or popping Prozac? There’s no harm in them, is there? French agrees, albeit reluctantly. “The only real issue is that if you get too caught up in relying on angels for guidance, you are relying on something outside yourself to make things happen. It’s far better to be the master of your own fate.” He might have a point. Just let me check with my angel first.

Three steps to angel heaven

1 According to the experts, we need to adopt rituals to get in the habit of “raising our vibration” to angelic levels. Make an angel altar with flowers, crystals and other sacred objects. Try burning incense or lighting a scented candle. You could also choose a piece of music that you find particularly moving.

2 Before you begin, make an angelic shopping list of all the things you want your angels to bring into your life or help you achieve. Don’t be vague. “New frock” won’t do it. “Paul & Joe little black flapper dress, the one that costs £880 on My- wardrobe.com”, is much easier for angels to find.

3 Close your eyes and imagine inhaling violet-white light. Don’t inhale anything else; drugs aren’t respectful to the angelic realm. Try to visualise your guardian angel standing before you. Focus on what you need help with. Thank your angels. You can even do this late at night when stuck for a cab. Afterwards, look for signs that angels are around you — white feathers, rainbows and angelic voices.

Further reading: An Angel to Guide Me: How Angels Speak to Us from the Beyond by Glennyce Eckersley
Originally posted http://women.timesonline.co.uk/tol/life_and_style/women/the_way_we_live/article6930057.ece

A guardian angel or intuition saved my grandmother’s life during WW II

Found on another site. Great story.

My grandparents were born and lived in Lithuania before World War II. In 1940 communist Russia occupied Lithuania, and then Nazi Germany took it over. Near the end of WW II the Russians came back and reoccupied the nation. There was a lot of fighting between the Russians and the Germans with Lithuanian collaborators on both sides.

Eventually my grandparents with their children fled Lithuania, never to return. My grandmother had a strange story from those days, the time before they became refugees. She considered it divine intervention by a guardian angel.

When there was fighting in the local area it was obvious by the sound of gunfire in the distance. The family would go into the basement of the simple house where they lived. The basement was more a hole in then what we’d think of as a basement. But when things were quiet again, everybody would return upstairs.

One quiet day grandma was sitting in the house chatting with some family and neighbors. According to grandma, she was sitting on a couch by herself when she suddenly felt something invisible nudge her, pushing her on her right side. There was nobody there, but she got up anyway and moved over a seat on the couch. Literally seconds later, there was the sound of gunfire in the distance, and a stray bullet broke through the window and landed in the couch seat right where grandmother had just seconds before.

Everyone was startled. They checked to see if grandmother was ok and she was fine. Had she not moved, that bullet would have ended up in her midsection. Back in those days, there were no emergency room to run to. She would have died. They checked the couch and found the rifle bullet embedded in it.

She thought this incident was very strange and for many years kept that bullet as a good luck token. Since she was a deeply religious person, she believed it was an angel that saved her by pushing her to move out of the way of a random stray bullet. God saved her life.

Did a guardian angel save her life? Or did grandma have a life saving premonition? I have a problem with the idea of God directly intervening in a person’s life. It is the problem of divine favoritism. In a war, many people suffer and die unjustly. Why would God favor one person to live over another? Is that fair? Why would God spare my grandmother’s life but not countless others? The answer from some would be God works in mysterious ways. Perhaps so.

There is another possibility that removes the problem of favoritism. We are our own guardian angel. There is a belief in esoteric thought that we all consist of different levels of existence: physical, mental, astral, and spiritual. This spiritual aspect of our existence exists outside of time and space as part of the universal Divine. We have no direct contact with this version of our self. If we encountered this aspect of our self, it would seem as if it were a separate entity.

Yet this guardian angel, our higher self, does interact and communicate with us through our intuition. Insights, premonitions, answers to problems, the correct path to take are often available from our higher self if we listen to our intuition. Everyday our higher self tries to guide us if we are open its messages.

Grandma’s life may have been saved by a premonition, which she acted on. It was her choice to move. Life changing intuition happens to many people many times. If divine intervention is essentially in our own hands, then life is fair. We can’t blame God anymore. We have to listen to the quiet voice inside us all.

Originally posted Nov 22
http://occultview.com/2009/11/22/a-guardian-angel-or-intuition-saved-my-grandmother’s-life-during-ww-ii/

Angel Whispers

Angel blessings blade of grass

Every blade of grass

has its Angel that bends over it
and whispers, ‘Grow, grow.’

The Talmud