Our Special Messengers From Heaven
As I have grown and developed spiritually, so have my many spiritual guides and teachers. My life has been uplifted in so many ways; when I first began my spiritual journey I connected with God, Jesus and Mary (coming from a Christian upbringing). Then the Archangel Gabriel came to me in a very vivid dream. That vision and ethereal visit deeply opened my awareness of new vistas and brought me closer to a wider spectrum of God's vision. During this experience I perceived the Thrones of God, spectacular Holy beings of Light that were shown to me as spinning wheels of fire with many eyes in them. They projected a love so strong and blinding that I immediately went to my knees in adoration of the divine love that emits from them and surrounds them. Archangel Gabriel reminded me that I must not worship him or them, but to glorify only the God I AM.
Thus started my occasional visions and constant exploration of the divine in its many forms; as the plate of my mission unfolds and changes, I am continually introduced to new guides, masters and spiritual companions who help and assist me along the way. One thing I have come to learn is that God has a sense of humor–above all things, and recently I have been opening to the most outstanding masters–and those who, contrary to common portrayal, show themselves with a sense of humor. Perhaps it is the fact that I am healing myself and can now see the world once again with a smile on my face, that these guides now present themselves to me with such unusual flair.
Several years ago, I became aware of Sai Baba, an ascended master who is presently incarnate in India. I dreamt and beheld an Indian man with letters in outstretched hands, dressed all in orange. Weeks later, while visiting with my energy healer, she began speaking of this master Sai Baba. I asked about him as I had not been aware of this teacher before, and she handed me a book written about him, a book showing a short man from India in an orange robe, with a big afro hairdo, his hands were outstretched and filled with letters...Ok, so you know that then I put my hands on all the Sai Baba material I could find, and began to connect with him energetically in meditation.
About six months after I joined with Sai Baba's energy, I was on a healing table for an energy session. The room became cold and I saw with my inner vision a bald headed dark skinned man in an orange outfit, who leaned over me and gave me a great big smile. "Oh great," I thought; "now I'm being visited by convicts." I heard in my head a laugh and the words "yes Barbara, we are all prisoners in some way. The task is to learn how to free yourself." It hit me–that was Sai Baba –but without his hair! When I told my healer friend who I saw, she just laughed and laughed, surprised but not really, for Sai Baba is also known for his sense of humor.
Lately I’ve been assisted by another wonderful master in my healing work. I was introduced to Padre Pio, a monk who gained profound acclamation for his sincere devotion and healing abilities in the early 20th century. Padre Pio had been assisting my healer friend at times during difficult healing modalities, and very soon he was also appearing by my side when I too was working on healing clients where extra assistance was needed. Yes, Padre Pio himself would pop up by my side, in his brown simple robes, a crucifix at this waist, and sandals–but he also had a new addition to his garb–he came in my visions always with a tool belt (like the kind you might buy at Sears or Ace Hardware), and in it he held spiritual "tools" of his work, syringes filled with liquid Light, wands, lasers, elegant scoops, long tweezers and the like, all glowing a beautiful pure white, gold, silver, green or blue. As he worked on my clients, I would hold the energy field open for him, he would take out the tool and quickly and quietly work, removing "gravel, sludge and rocks" out of people–areas of stuck energy that had taken form within human bodies. Padre Pio then would take the debris and place it in a silver bucket by his side. The bucket had a lid that trapped the debris within it, and when Padre Pio had finished, Archangel Michael took the debris away to the heart of God. The difficult part of the healing complete, Padre Pio would nod and disappear in a flash. I don't believe he has ever spoken to me, but his presence is vibrant, full of love, and totally focused on bringing the healing of God to Earth, mankind and to anyone who is suffering.
I share these experiences to let others know that our guides are everywhere, in every form, shape and demeanor imaginable. They can appear to us as angels, fairies, light, sound or visions. They come in dreams, in flashes of insight, as our friends, our pets, our children and lovers. They are here to guide us, to help and protect, to hold our hands when we are lonely and afraid, and to applaud when we do our good. I trust you will know your guides as they appear in your life and remember them when they decide to change their form on you. No matter how they show up, they are a gift for you.
Enjoy them, acknowledge them.
Bring them into your life and lift up their messages to the Light
and Heart of the God I Am.
For they are a special gift of God, directly from heaven, just for you!
Thus started my occasional visions and constant exploration of the divine in its many forms; as the plate of my mission unfolds and changes, I am continually introduced to new guides, masters and spiritual companions who help and assist me along the way. One thing I have come to learn is that God has a sense of humor–above all things, and recently I have been opening to the most outstanding masters–and those who, contrary to common portrayal, show themselves with a sense of humor. Perhaps it is the fact that I am healing myself and can now see the world once again with a smile on my face, that these guides now present themselves to me with such unusual flair.
Several years ago, I became aware of Sai Baba, an ascended master who is presently incarnate in India. I dreamt and beheld an Indian man with letters in outstretched hands, dressed all in orange. Weeks later, while visiting with my energy healer, she began speaking of this master Sai Baba. I asked about him as I had not been aware of this teacher before, and she handed me a book written about him, a book showing a short man from India in an orange robe, with a big afro hairdo, his hands were outstretched and filled with letters...Ok, so you know that then I put my hands on all the Sai Baba material I could find, and began to connect with him energetically in meditation.
About six months after I joined with Sai Baba's energy, I was on a healing table for an energy session. The room became cold and I saw with my inner vision a bald headed dark skinned man in an orange outfit, who leaned over me and gave me a great big smile. "Oh great," I thought; "now I'm being visited by convicts." I heard in my head a laugh and the words "yes Barbara, we are all prisoners in some way. The task is to learn how to free yourself." It hit me–that was Sai Baba –but without his hair! When I told my healer friend who I saw, she just laughed and laughed, surprised but not really, for Sai Baba is also known for his sense of humor.
Lately I’ve been assisted by another wonderful master in my healing work. I was introduced to Padre Pio, a monk who gained profound acclamation for his sincere devotion and healing abilities in the early 20th century. Padre Pio had been assisting my healer friend at times during difficult healing modalities, and very soon he was also appearing by my side when I too was working on healing clients where extra assistance was needed. Yes, Padre Pio himself would pop up by my side, in his brown simple robes, a crucifix at this waist, and sandals–but he also had a new addition to his garb–he came in my visions always with a tool belt (like the kind you might buy at Sears or Ace Hardware), and in it he held spiritual "tools" of his work, syringes filled with liquid Light, wands, lasers, elegant scoops, long tweezers and the like, all glowing a beautiful pure white, gold, silver, green or blue. As he worked on my clients, I would hold the energy field open for him, he would take out the tool and quickly and quietly work, removing "gravel, sludge and rocks" out of people–areas of stuck energy that had taken form within human bodies. Padre Pio then would take the debris and place it in a silver bucket by his side. The bucket had a lid that trapped the debris within it, and when Padre Pio had finished, Archangel Michael took the debris away to the heart of God. The difficult part of the healing complete, Padre Pio would nod and disappear in a flash. I don't believe he has ever spoken to me, but his presence is vibrant, full of love, and totally focused on bringing the healing of God to Earth, mankind and to anyone who is suffering.
I share these experiences to let others know that our guides are everywhere, in every form, shape and demeanor imaginable. They can appear to us as angels, fairies, light, sound or visions. They come in dreams, in flashes of insight, as our friends, our pets, our children and lovers. They are here to guide us, to help and protect, to hold our hands when we are lonely and afraid, and to applaud when we do our good. I trust you will know your guides as they appear in your life and remember them when they decide to change their form on you. No matter how they show up, they are a gift for you.
Enjoy them, acknowledge them.
Bring them into your life and lift up their messages to the Light
and Heart of the God I Am.
For they are a special gift of God, directly from heaven, just for you!
