Angels
surround us. They fill a lot of space that we think is “empty.” You
don’t have to believe in angels to be surrounded by them, but if you do
believe, then it’s important to remember to request help, rather than to
simply expect help, from the angels. Here is a personal story to
illustrate this Divine connection!
In 1996, after years of reading at
my home, other peoples’ homes, and psychic fairs that took me to
various hotels, I decided to rent an office of my own. I’m not a
living-out-of-the-suitcase kind of person, and that is how it begins to
feel after sitting in the energy of so many different venues! Each time,
I would have to get used to the new space, find a comfy seating
arrangement, and spiritually prepare myself, and the room I’d be working
in, for the readings to come. This was a good move, and what better
person to look for the rental space than my own mother?
“Feels OK,” I heard Mom say, as the landlord escorted us up the stairs to the offices.
He
opened the door to an outer office and into a reception area. Inside
were three other offices; one already occupied by an attorney who only
used the place a couple of days a week. I would have the third floor to
myself most of the time, a free waiting room, and a private entrance for
my clients.
“Is this place secure?” Mom was still asking questions.
“We
have an alarm system that calls to the police, and I will give you the
little key to activate it,” he said. “You can’t get in or out of this
building without the alarm key.”
That
Saturday evening, we stopped by the new space with a coffeemaker and
three gold painted angel figurines that belonged to my mother’s late
sister. I set up the coffee maker and positioned the three angels across
the desk.
“I’ll be sitting in the waiting room if you need me,” Mom said.
A
short while later, I turned out the light and slid the doorknob to the
lock position. I locked the door, and, before I even realized it, I
could “see” the keys still on the desk inside the room! . It was one of
those realizations that make you cringe.
“Please tell me you didn’t just leave the keys inside!” Mom rolled her eyes. “Use the spare.”
“We have no spare and we’re locked in from the outside, and locked out from the inside office.”
“Try your cell phone.” I could sense the tenseness in her voice as it cracked the words.
“We’re in a dead zone and I can’t get a signal.”
“Is that supposed to be funny?” she was now panicking.
“What are we going to do?”
“We’re
going to start praying, Mom. We both talk about the power of prayer and
how we call on the angels for help. Well, now is as good a time as any
to have that faith.”
“Angels, please help us.”
“Please open the door for us.” Mom said sweetly as I turned to her and together we said a prayer and waited.
Some moments later I felt moved to go to the door. I wrapped my hand around the knob and gave it a turn. Nothing. I
moved back from the door and shrugged. A few minutes passed, and we
both heard a click. Turning, we watched as the door softly swung open!
The tears in my eyes began to spill down to my cheeks.
“Oh my God! Thank you, thank you, thank you.”
Mom got up an offered a hug and a smile.
It
was at that single moment that we mutually came upon the profound
awareness that we are not alone; that our angels, too, are watching over
us.
You can read
Medium Rare for free if you are an Amazon.com Prime Member, or it can be purchased. Psychic Medium Linda Lauren can usually be found wandering around her Island
ETU Abbracciare and in The Angel Retreat.
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