ANGELS I: Angels, Devas, And Co-Creative Earth Healing

 Have you ever encountered an angel in physical form - say, a human or dog or cat who enters your life and comforts and guides you for a while - maybe a moment, maybe for years? Sure you have. We all do. Not everyone believes in angels, but still in our language we say things like, "She is such an angel," or "What an angelic face that baby has!" At some level we keep engaging our human thought with angelic presence, or hope of such.

For those who "go the extra mile" in terms of inner-seeing and inner-hearing, the presence of angels which are not visible to the naked eye, is nevertheless a vibrant phenomenon. I use the word "vibrant" here because, for many of those who perceive angelic presence, the "goosebump vibe" is the key. Not the "scared to death" kind of goosebumps, but rather the "Oh my God, this feels sooooo spiritual" kind.

Have you ever been in a bookstore and had a book "jump" off the shelf into your hands, or onto the floor next to your feet? Angels do that stuff. (Some people call them "power animals," and various other things. All part of the Angelic realm.) Or have you ever, say, slipped on a bathroom floor and would have injured yourself badly, except that you suddenly went into "slow motion" and got carried gently down to a soft landing by something you couldn't see? Angels do that stuff, too.

Angels also play jokes. One time I was visiting relatives and had to share a bed with a very overweight auntie. I must have been thinking, each night of the visit, "I wonder when this bed is going to break?" In fact, I know I was thinking that. One evening I was really tired and went to bed early, before the auntie. I tried to, that is. But when I sat down on the edge of the bed, "BAM!" It sounded as if I - skinny little me - had broken the bed! I couldn't help myself - I started to laugh. (That's another sign of the presence of angels, at least certain kinds of them - laughter.) I looked under the bed and saw that one of the slats had come loose and banged the floor. I fixed it, and sat down again - and again, "BAM!!!" And I found myself laughing harder. Same slat. So then I really fixed it. I sat down again, like a feather, and "BAM!!!!" went that slat. This was completely hilarious. I got the message.  I needn't bother worrying about the auntie breaking the bed while I was in it. Angels were present. All I needed to do was simply picture everything being fine, and that would be so.

There's an idea going around in new-thought circles that humanity and the angelic hierarchy can work co-creatively to heal human consciousness, and heal the planet of its human-created wounds. This is not a new idea. It is simply time for this idea to be brought into awareness again. For information on how this sort of teamwork has been developing in the last fifty years or so, those who are interested can check into the writings on Findhorn (Scotland) and Perelandra Gardens (USA).

I've had wonderful experiences practicing Devic gardening, and learning how to "garden" co-creatively in other areas of life, too. My heart's desire is to become able to work with a group of humans and devas to de-manifest toxic waste dumps and radiation-wasted areas, and other forms of human earth-poisoning. Why not?

NOTE: This article was first published in Gather in 2007.