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Real Life Angel Stories
~ Online Angel Course with Paranormal Message Boards and Spiritual Discussions Forums
Healing Whispers: Communication with Your Spirit Guides and Angels
by Linda Pendleton
Within this course, you are invited to explore ways you may use your innate intuitive gift to communicate with your spirit guides, angels, and deceased loved ones. You may be delighted to discover how easily you can cross the spiritual bridge between worlds and enrich your life with love, guidance, healing, and wisdom. Intuition is a Divine gift, and communication with your spirit guides and angels may be enhanced by "fine-tuning" your psychic intuition. It can serve as a guiding force in your daily life.
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Paranormal Message Board: A Place for Real Life Angel Stories
Often, a person believes he or she is the only one who has had a spiritual experience, and may think they are a little crazy. Please be assured that we all have innate intuition and often experience what some may call the
paranormal.
Actually, these types of experiences are shared by many, and although they often may be considered extraordinary, they are within the norm of the human experience.
Share your Angel Stories
You are invited to share your real life angel stories with others on this paranormal message board. Perhaps one of these questions will help get you started...
- Did you have a guardian angel as a child?
- Have you shared in the experience of a young child who has had contact from an angel, a spirit guide, or deceased family member?
- Has a spiritual being appeared to you? If so, how?
- Have you (or someone you know) ever encountered an angel in disguise?
- Have you had the experience of an aroma of a particular scent related to a deceased loved one or a spiritual being?
- Have you ever heard angelic singing or sound -- where there was no physical source for that sound?
In sharing your real life angel story, indicate how Spirit communicated with you? E.g.,
- Angel Visions
- Dreams
- Miracles
- Inspiration
- Intuition
"You don't have a soul. You are a Soul. You have a body." ~ C. S. Lewis
Yours in Spirit,
Linda Pendleton
Side note: You need not include your full name and email address on the submission form if you wish to retain your privacy.
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| I was lying alone in my dorm room when I heard his voice. He said, "I'm going to wake her up at 5:30." Suddenly I felt a hard tapping on my shoulder and i got up. WHen i looked at the clock it said 5:29. The hall i was staying in was completly female only, and no one was allowed in the halls after 11. I think my angel woke me up before i had a bad dream.
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The day before my grandfather died he was taken to hospital. No one knew he was dying, but he was very ill. My grandmother stayed at home. She was in the kitchen with my aunt, when she heard voices. She did not recognise them but they were excited about seeing my Grandfather and agitated because they couldnt find him. he wasn't where he was supposed to be and this really upset them.
later that day, my grandfather come home. The next day he passed away...at exactly the same time my Grandmother had heard these voices. either they had come a day too early or we kept him a day too late.
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| I had 3 premonitions come true when i was a child. The first was i predicted the bottle of milk i was carrying in a bag would smash, and 2 minutes later it did, 2nd was a pigeon coming home from a race to win it, it did, 3rd was something smashing through our living room window that night, at half ten the window smashed. Another time, i was unconscience after an assault and was not breathing, i felt a sense of calm and other things i cannot explain, something in my mind, in a calm slow voice told me to breath, and i gasped for breath. Another time not so long ago, i went to see a medium in Manchester, who has the sixth sense on the telly, i felt a vibration under my seat like a train going passed, i was sat in a balcony seat, where there could possibly be no trains below as there was the audience. My mother, who passed away 4 years previous, came through. Very strange life ive led with no explanation as to why ive had these experiences. Could you please explain them to me.
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My youngest Son died in an accidental fire on April 17, 2003, 15 days before his 21st birthday. He and his older brother both had small Oriental symbols tattoed on the outer part of opposite calves of their legs. My husband has said since we were very young that he was getting a tattoo, but never had.
After our Son died, my husband did get the same tattoos as our sons had gotten.
Our older son was married on August 16, of that same year. It was a beach wedding in Florida. Our son was married in shorts. During the ceremony a small white butterfly landed on our Son's tattoo on his calf. It stayed there during the whole ceremony. We have pictures of it. That wedding was so bitter sweet; we wanted to be happy for our son getting married, but were still so grief stricken from the death of our other son.
The butterfly was a symbol to us that Both our Sons were with us on that day. I see tiny white butterflies everywhere, in all seasons, and it always brings a smile to my face.....he is always with us!,
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I am very reclusive and never randomly post,but I got this news letter and simply had to!
Butterflies come to me constantly since my Mothers passing,and I wrote a poem that was actually published by poetry.com into a book called Foerever Spoken. It was also the first poem I have ever sent to anyone, and it made page 1 in the book! THAT is how far people have come spiritually! It is very short, and I hope it will please and comfort others =0)
My Butterfly
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She spreads her wings and flutters by me.
I know it's her....
because I'm filled with glee.
I know it's her...
and want to cry...
because she gets to be a butterfly.
So light, so free, so high...
I feel her pass me with a sigh.
Just for awhile...
for me to see...
that God has given her wings to be...
the butterfly that knows me.
Copyright by Karla R. Gray 2007
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| Even as I attempt to write this true story, I am getting 'goose' bumps. After struggling to save money year after year in order to buy our dream home, the inevitable time came. After being accepted by a national bank, the terms were set and the closing costs were set as well. I used much of my savings to do the small bits of necessary accomodations for our home. I had exactly the amount I was quoted as needing in order to 'close' on our home. We actually moved in a week before we were expected at the bank for the final closing procedures. A day before our designated time to appear, I made a call in order to confirm our appointment. What I heard from them made me come to a complete silence and turn a white sheet color. The bank officer on the other end advised me to bring TWICE the amount needed for closing, as that was the correct amount. I panicked and didn't even tell my wife and kids. I quickly rushed to a nearby city where I was a member of the Credit Union. To my astonishment, it was closed. I was beside myself with grief and had no idea what to do as we were due at the bank the very next day. I had no option but to return to my car, all the while wondering what other option to take. As I opened the car door and sat in front of the wheel, I remember putting my head on the steering wheel and asking God for guidance. Not a second went by when a very clear, human and calming voice said: "Don't worry, go home!" I did not imagine this voice, I was not so grief stricken that I imagined it. It was as real as my sons calling to me to go play with them. I actually became very alarmed thinking someone had gotten into the car and was sitting in the back seat. I composed myself and drove back home. The next day, when we arrived at the bank, the amount needed was exactly the amount I still had in the bank. I never told anyone about this experience, and the many, MANY others that I had afterwards and continue to have to this day.
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| a year ago now my anut had a sort of a dream were and angel told her that someone close to her was gonna get hurt. that her nephew was gonna have trouble at school. then a courple of weeks later my older borther was at high school walking down a corridor and he got stabbed, by some random person. of course my aunt thought nothing of the dream, until that day.
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| When I was 9, I asked the Lord to allow me to see my Guardian Angel. One night after praying to God, she appeared. Imagine a 9 yrd seeing such a sight! This 100% truth. I still remember how glorious she was. I thanked God for allowing me to see her. I never will forget her voice or her face.
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| I had a dream that I was on a bicycle, and I rode up to this fence, and there were 3 or 4 white beautiful birds. I started to say hello to the birds and this angelic tone came out of there mouths.... I remeber feeling so comforted by the sounds coming from the birds.
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| As a child I can remeber conjuring up shapes within the clouds as we all do but I would have never believed a cloud could appear before me with such impecable timing was the case 3 months ago. I am a breaved mother having lost my infant daughte about 9 months ago. Everyday is a challenge and every special event is an insult. The first 6 months after her death were filled with daily tears and reflection. So, on this particluar day nothing out of my new-found ordinary was occurring. I was driving when I became overwhelmed with emotion and the tears began to fall. The pain took over my body and my chest-swelled with grief. Most times I cannot even function when I get to this point so driving was a chore. As I managed to look up through my tears, striaght ahead was the majestic mountain range of the Huachucas and in plain view in front of the mountain was this sinlge, large cumulous cloud amidst a clear bule sky. In the middle of this perfect cloud was a blue silouhette of what appreared to be a small child reaching out their arms to me. The clarity of the silouhette made the shape I was seeing unmistakable. It took my breath away as a feeling of peace flooded over me, and the tears stopped as quickly as they had begun. It was exactly what I needed in that moment. The occurence may have mere coincidence but I choose to believe otherwise. I choose to believe my precious little Ella is still with me.
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