Journey Through The World of Spirit: God, Gaia, and Guardian Angels
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Chapter 4
Rescued by a Being of Light
“We are like children, who stand in need of masters to enlighten us and direct us, and God has provided for this, by appointing his angels to be our teachers and guides”
-Saint Thomas Aquinas
I glanced toward the outside door. There was an extremely beautiful, spirit being floating exactly the same way I was floating. I knew this being was the answer to my prayer.
He was so awesome!
His feet didn’t touch the ground; they just blended into thin air like my own feet did. Yet he had a sort of robe on that was colored a slightly off-white shade. His hair was a light brown, very curly and on the long side of neatness. It shimmered around him as he floated.
His face was pleasant to my eyes. I saw him as an angel without the wings. He looked young, human yet both male and female at the same time. He didn’t keep any one form for too long, however, as he shifted shape.
That is to say, if I perceived him to be male, he appeared more male in his appearance, if I perceived him to be female, he appeared to be more female. From either point of view, there was no real way to tell this being’s sex for sure. At this point, gender was not all that important to me anyway.
He was all that I had at the moment.
“The Doors” song playing in the background now began to fade away. Then I began to observe that this being was about my height. There was a shimmering glow about him too that was green close to his light body, then blue, then pure white in the outer regions. Speaking metaphorically, he was as beautiful as a butterfly!
He introduced himself; but it was in a language that I didn’t understand. So I will refer to him as my guardian angel, or spirit guide, and name him “Bob” for simplicity sake.
Now when Bob spoke to me initially, he said: “I am here to help you.” But his mouth didn’t move at all. Nor did I actually hear him speak with my ears either. I simply felt what he was saying deep within me and there was no doubt whatsoever that he was talking directly to me.
More so, when Bob “spoke” to me, I was no longer afraid. My fears had faded away just like the loud music. A pleasant feeling of warmth and security washed over me, and I felt peace and comfort like I’d never felt before in my life. I thought for a moment that this entity in front of me was God. Bob knew what I was thinking, smiled affectionately and said, “No, I am not God.” Whatever the case, this was the peace I was searching for through my use of alcohol and drugs. It even started to become strangely familiar to me, like I had felt it before but not in this current life. Bob called me by a specific name, too, and I really wish I could remember it. I told him he must have the wrong guy and the name he used for me was not my name.
He chuckled softly and said: “You are a great master. You have merely forgotten who you are.”
I didn’t want to believe him because I had my own ideas of what a “master” was then and if I were this “great master” I certainly wouldn’t have had all of the difficulties I had in my life. To me, a master was a rich person who kept servants to serve him and maintained control of them, usually through intimidation and fear. I didn’t see myself as being served by anyone, rather I felt like I was a servant to everyone else. I felt I was an evil being too, because this is what I had been told in my life several times by those I had been serving and at this point in my life I really did believe I was evil. It wasn’t until later in my experience that I was shown what a master really is and even then it took me an extremely long time to understand what I was shown in that regard.
Bob offered to prove he knew everything about me. He reviewed the things I did when I was a child and what I had only thought about and never, ever expressed to anyone. Basically, he told me my deepest, darkest secrets. He provided some accurate examples of what would cause me to become so depressed and angry so early in my life. He revealed what I thought and felt at bedtime when I was a toddler. By that time, I had no doubt he knew me, better than I knew myself. Bob communicated that I was someone from history whose name I actually did recognize then. He told me I returned to physical form this time to complete something I started back then. Bob said, “David” is the name of my body in this particular physical existence. He explained there is much more than I am consciously aware of now: that there is a spirit part of me that has its own name and history.
Bob said I would eventually learn to use the qualities of the physical and spiritual aspects of my “spirit soul self ” in this lifetime should I choose to learn about and develop them. He said it was entirely my choice to do this, and if I chose not to apply myself in this way it would be fine, but I would experience the consequences connected to either choice.
Bob told me I was one of the first of my kind on the planet. That is, I would help populate the planet with special souls whose specific mission is to help their fellow humans restore the planet’s harmony within this universe. Of course, I didn’t fully understand it then, but I strongly agreed this planet needs something or someone to help it along. I was highly-skeptical this person could be me.
The expression on Bob’s face was pleasant all the time and when he spoke to me he did so in a manner that was positive, assertive and nurturing in tone. He didn’t criticize my family or me at all for anything I had done. In fact, he said nothing that I could possibly construe as negative in tone toward any topic. His language was very eloquent, but I understood most of the main points he made at least. Then Bob told me I could travel with him to wherever I wanted to go on our planet and in our solar system. He said I could come back and see my body at any time I wanted, although I admit that I was skeptical of that claim. Bob sensed my concern about separating and said my body would be fine without “me” in it—unless I made a personal choice to disconnect my soul from it.
I knew I wanted to leave the house and my childhood neighborhood for certain, but I had difficulty deciding where to go initially. While I trusted Bob, I still had doubts about what he was telling me. I could go ANYWHERE? This was a lot for a kid like me to swallow! Eventually, I decided that I would give him the benefit of my doubt as I didn’t sense anything negative from him and had little reason to believe he was some sort of devil. Yet that was a concern, so I asked Bob about evil. Bob said there are indeed negative entities, probably as many negative ones as there are positive ones in the universe. That does make sense then that life here is a battle between light and dark forces. I recalled the words of Apostle Paul where he said our world is in a sort of tug-of war between the “powers and principalities of darkness.”
Nonetheless, Bob clearly was a positive light being. And after all, he did come to me as a result of my humbly asking the God of my heart to help me out of a jam. I also felt it was not a good idea to question the answer I was given too much. That is highly-disrespectful to an obviously well-intentioned angel. We are cautioned to “test the spirits” yet that does not mean that we have the right to assign them tasks for “extra credit!”
I’d seen enough proof of his divine powers.
So with a little courage built-up, I felt it would be fun to see the “Seven Wonders of the World.” The idea just popped into my mind for some reason. I might have chosen something more profound to see given the wide-range of options I was given, but the Seven Wonders were my first thought. And in retrospect, I did choose as wisely as I could have at the time.
As I contemplated, Bob let out a soft chuckle, then patiently explained that all that was physically left of the Seven Wonders were the pyramids in Egypt and the Grand Canyon in the United States. He said I had already seen that sacred site in the U.S.A. as a boy but if I wanted to go see it again, we could do so - it was not a problem.
The truth was that I simply couldn’t think of anywhere else to go, so I told him I would like to see the pyramids in Egypt as well as the rest of the Southwestern United States. He told me to trust him, imagine where I wanted to go, and we’d be there: thus, I focused on the pyramids, and we arrived in Egypt instantly!
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