Angels and me

Angels exist in our world. I know there are some who claim Angels are here for you. That would be partially correct. Angels were created by god to serve god. Notice the period at the end of that sentence. When god wants to kill someone he sends an angel. When he needs a message delivered he sends an angel. When god wants someone saved he sends an angel. Do you see a pattern here? I think Angels have more in common with Dirty Harry than most humans do. Every dirty job that comes along, that is for an Angel. The do the task they are asked to do by god. Most times they ignore us.

I have come to know a few Angels and our relationships are kind of one sided. They tell me their message and I tell them what I want to have happen. Since I am not god they mostly don’t listen to what I want. There are there in time of need, protection, healing, lending a helping hand, but only if God wanted it that way. GOD says Watch over this one. Angel does watch over that person and sometimes listens to the crazy thing that person is going to do. Angel lets them come close to a bad outcome and pulls them out of it. I know there are some folks out there telling you to pray or ask the Angels for help. That is a 50 50 result, depends on what they were told to do with you. Is helping you part of that unknowable plan or not.

Arch Angel Michael is one of my favorites. He and I go back a few years. I met him in a dream the 1st time. I had written an article that was published about doing the math and Angels. Roughly like this, 25% of the population is Christian, about 2.8 billion people. Let’s say that at any given time 1% of them are calling out to Arch Angel Michael, 2.8 million in that same moment you’re calling out to him. Now let’s say you’re following the red road and are calling out to your grandfather and grandmother spirits. Way less competition as they are your relations and probably no one in your family but you are calling on them at any given moment. That makes it a much better result calling on the Grandfather and Grandmother spirits as they are less busy and can take your call.

Michael really didn’t like that article. In the dream he said, now you have a voice I am going to tell you how it works with Angels and the math. Every person on the planet has a Guardian Angel assigned at birth. Doesn’t matter what religion, there is a chance at some point they will become Christian no matter how small the chance it is there and so is an angel. Angels come in many different ranks. In no specific order of power, Seraphim, cherubim, Thrones, Dominions, Virtues, Powers, Principalities, Archangels, and Angels. Let us say that you have a desire to have an Angel intercede on your behalf to change what is or could be. If it can be handled at the local Guardian Angel stage it is, if it can’t then it is bumped up till it can be handled. Sometimes all the way up to the Archangels. If it comes that far then an Archangels power is such that they can be in as many places as needed no limitations what so ever. After he told me that information I was dismissed and woke up.

Over the years Michael has shown up in my life giving me a messages. When I see him he is about 18 or 20 feet tall. Has blonde hair that is very wavy and pulled in a ponytail, intense blue eyes. He is so beautiful I though he was a woman the 1st time I saw him. I decided that since he didn’t have boobs and his voice was a man’s that he was a male. Though gender doesn’t come into play much with Angels. In 2008 he put his hand on my shoulder and gave me this message, Choose love now! Perhaps it wasn’t a message so much as an order. That whole free will thing gets in the way sometimes. I was able to choose love for about 4 months and then I just didn’t feel I could anymore. For those four months I had everything I had ever wanted and then I didn’t. By not choosing love all the time I lost a relationship that made me happy, that could have made the future the best place I have ever been. That is regret, and I have no one to blame but myself. Had I followed orders life might have been so much different now.

Having learned the Angelic blessing I give it now and then. If you know what you want and how to ask for it the Angels can be a great source of power. Though sometimes you just have to power through on your own, no help allowed from the Angelic realms. Good thing they are not the only card in my deck as Grandfather and Grandmother Spirits are always there to lend me a hand.

I know I don’t talk about them much but they are real and in our world. Last night I had a dream from Michael, telling me I should send the Angel message forth once more. I was going to have a nap but instead have written some of what I know about Angels for you. Maybe next time I will tell you about how they can be here on earth disguised as regular people making miracles happen in our time of need. Without even asking then, they just help out.

May your life be blessed to know that Angels are real and among us. May whatever god you follow be good to you.

Walks With Thunder.

Fathers Day, Again!

Fathers Day 2013,

Looking back on my past Fathers Days I don’t recall doing much for my father. I think we did a card in grade school and an ash tray of clay from my hand print. I didn’t really think about it, as fathers go mine was there most of the time. However I had judgment around his actions. Had I realized he was married to a Drama Queen I would have probably had less judgment around him, at the time I didn’t know. I thought my mom was “normal” not having comparisons. He drank beer, I didn’t like the smell of that, and I didn’t like the effect it had on him either. As it brought to the surface his angry side, most likely that is why I don’t drink, not wanting to be that person. He smoked a pack a day for all the time I knew him. I didn’t like the smell of that either. As a result I don’t smoke or associate with those that smoke.

Being a father is a choice. I see many children growing up without fathers. They won’t know the joy of having a father that cares about them. Educates them and supports what they want to do in life. Those absent fathers not only ran out on a child, baby, but also a woman. Being a single parent is a tough job. I only did it for 5 years but I can tell you it took all I had to maintain everything myself. Cooking, cleaning, dad taxi, school, work, and so on. It is probably a good thing those men run out on their responsibilities as their children won’t learn from them. Knowing it was a jerk move to leave and not be there for the family they created and then broke. I have no respect for such men, they are the worst example of what men are and can be.

My dad was a great example of what not to do. I recall thinking that I wanted to be a much better father than the one I got. My son and I talked about everything. We went on a trip to Disneyland from Seattle to LA. On the flight he had so many question at age 4. Dad why is the sky blue? It is blue because the air filters out all the other colors except blue. It should be black as space is black. The sun light hits the air (atmosphere) and reflects only the blue color to us here on the ground. Dad, why does the flash light blink with a red light? If there was a problem and the power went out on the airplane, the blinking light would help you find it. If there is a problem you don’t want to stand up if the air is full of smoke, the better air that won’t hurt you is down there near the floor. So you don’t have to stand up to get that flashlight. Our flight attendant upon hearing my explanation added, you Dad is right. There are also lights in the floor to lead you to the exits, they only come on in an emergency. I have noticed that even today my son asks me questions. These days his question are much harder and some times my answer is you’re going to have to Google that my son.

We read the Harry Potter series of books when he was 6 and continued on till he was 9, at which point he took the latest book and said I can read this faster on my own dad. Owch, I loved reading to him and noted the milestone of him reading faster to himself than hearing me read to him. There have been many milestones some happy some not so happy. When my 1st wife and I got a divorce I asked him who would you like to live with and who would you like to visit? Dad I want to live with you. It is unusual for a man to get custody of the child in our country. Single dads are rare, most women are better at the nurturing part of raising children. Over the years we were bachelors together for years.

One of my rules as a single father was to let my son have a say in who I dated. After a few dates I would decide if they should meet my son or not. If they did meet him I told them if he doesn’t like you I can’t date you. I have to respect his needs and comfort level. That worked out for us as my son always felt secure that if an evil person tried to be in our lives he could say no. That is not working for me and be heard and have action taken.

There are some lessons I still have to teach him about relationships and communication. My job as his father is probably never going to be finished. He keeps telling me to be good to him as he is going to choose my care facility when I am old. These days my son is on his own. We see each other twice a week if we can, going to dinner or movies or just talking about our common interests. He said dad you know we are very compatible as friends, because you raised me to like what you like. We played computer games together since he could sit up. We watched the same movies, and TV shows. Of course I like what you like we grew up together doing those things. I like the way he puts it, we grew up together.

At some point in his life I know that spirit will call him. When it does it will be my honor to teach him what I know about spirit, being shaman runs in the blood you know. He asks for my help when he needs it. When he bought a car I was there to watch over the deal. Had to step in only once with the actual blue book value of the car he wanted. He got a fair price. When he had an unavoidable accident he asked me to be there for his insurance mediation. That took a couple years. A young man from Russia had been in the car my son hit. He felt the insurance should pay a much higher price for his pain and suffering. My son’s lawyer said you can take this or leave it. Eventually he took it.

I love my son, but I don’t have to like him, though I do. We have a joyful time together just being who we are. He is the better version of me, smarter, nicer, healthier, and sometimes wiser too. The greatest thing I have ever done is be his father. I know healing people is important but the lasting effect I have left on our world is my son. He makes it a better place by being the best he can be.

May all the fathers in our world know they are important to the children they have. That doing your best is all anyone can do. Take time to enjoy the children you have, they are only going to be that size today. Enjoy the wonder they bring, share the discovery, and share what you know with them, read to them with funny voices and facial expressions. Bring the magic of our world alive for them, walking in nature, sharing a family pet. Letting them know they are important and that you love them every day. Even today I always tell my son I love you.

Rough few weeks

It has been a rough few weeks. Bombings, Tornadoes, Presidential Scandals, and of course our own personal trials. Sometimes I have a feeling of waiting for the other shoe to drop. What could possibly go wrong now? When that happens it is a clear sign I have to push the new away and take a deep breath and relax. Count my blessings and do what I can in my world to make life a better place.

That may be as easy as holding my little dog Dissy. Playing ball with her or just telling her how beautiful she is. Calling a friend and asking what life is like from their view point, doing what I can to help out where I can. Helping a friend with chores, mowing the lawn. I love being outside, smelling the fresh mown grass, feeling sunshine on my body as I garden.

My love for reading hasn’t diminished over the years, a good book, a great sandwich and an easy chair! The natural disasters that take children’s lives are the hardest to deal with. Knowing that tomorrow isn’t promised to any of us. Old age is a privilege many will not receive. My 1st wife passed away at 42, she gave me our son and that is a gift I am always grateful for. I find comfort in knowing that spirit is never wasted. I remember past lives and passing from this life to the next. The painful part came before passing, passing itself is an adventure. The feeling of flying, and your spirit expanding past the confines of the body.

Take some time and push back from the world of Disasters and loss. Have a deep breath and be thankful for what you have. Losing material things can be difficult but losing a life is the worst. A material item can be replaced by something else, a life can be remembered. A bad situation can always be worse, look for the solutions not the problems. Love is the thing we are here to do, let’s do it right. Love is always the answer.

Walks With Thunder
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Join me in sending a blessing to Moore OK

Hello Everyone,

There are times when our personal problems seem very small compared to another person’s. I heard on the news that Oklahoma had a tornado class 5, with a 2 mile base as it went through Moore Oklahoma today. The death toll is rising, at last check it is 51. 20 of those dead are children. Join me in sending them a blessing.

We ask the grandfather and grandmother spirits to focus their power, will and intent. We ask that they bless the people of Moore and all the others hurt by the Tornadoes today. We ask the spirit of the weather be kind and dissipate the power of the Tornadoes to be nondestructive. We ask that those hurt be healed and those that have passed away be taken care of in a good way. We ask that the recovery period for this be short and powerful. I ask that the blessing we should have asked for surrounding this be given as well as this one that we want. We thank the nations.

Walks With Thunder.

Counting my Blessings

Counting my Blessings,

Woke with an old song in my head. Bing Crosby singing ‘when I’m worried and I can’t sleep, I count my blessings instead of sheep, and I fall asleep counting my blessings.’ I do have much to be thankful for. I don’t drive as much as I used to. Yesterday while taking my friend to her Naturopath and then to the Medical Marijuana candy store, I was just a little drowsy while driving. Those little road turtles (round ceramic tiles) woke me up as I ran over them. I am thankful we have that on our roads and that I don’t have to drive much anymore.

Sometimes it is the little things that add up to make a great thing possible. I am thankful that my friend at last found a good night sleep. Having just walked away from my keyboard, a gentle reminder to write was given, that song is stuck in my head. I have given my word that I would be here for my friend in this time. Dealing with disease is a difficult thing. Pain robs you of sleep, the will to live, the joy of life, being able to cope with the everyday little parts of life. Her pain is in the background now and that is good. She knows I am here and she won’t travel this path alone.

I am thankful I have a good place to live, sleep and work. I enjoy my life. Going out with my son two or three times a week. Happy that he wants to spend time with me at the age of 26, I am blessed. There was a time when I counted how many models I knew, 46 at last count, and then it occurred to me that knowing goddesses was the real thing to be happy about. A goddess is a woman that knows who she is, what she wants, and doesn’t let anything hold her back. She has a beauty that shines from within and is easily visible in her smile and the grace she walks with. With age I have grown to appreciate more than just the boobs and hair. These days it takes so much more to catch my attention. Though it could be at my age I wonder why I walked into the room for some times!

I am blessed I know how to cook, bake and follow directions. Knowing my dog loves me and her son to be here with her makes me happy. Having met and loved some goddesses in my time I am very lucky. Learning from that, I know how important it is to communicate clearly with the ones you love. That they know you love them because, they are who they are. I am ready to love a goddess, with everything I am. Enjoying the perfect moments that come along now and then. Holding them in my spirit so I can return to those moments when the present moment has me at a loss. Letting those perfect moments lift me up when I don’t think I can go forward.

Wisdom it has been said is learning what works and what doesn’t by doing what is wrong till you find out how to do it right. At 55 YOA I have some wisdom, learned that listening and remembering is what makes a great friend, lover, and shaman. I am blessed.

When I think about this life I have it is a good one, Easy days, comfort, joy, and helping others. The life of service is not going to make me rich much to my disappointment. Though I do love what I do and how many can really say that? I am grateful my detractors aren’t very smart, and have not yet learned that months from now what people will remember is my name. The power I walk with is real, I don’t suffer fools, and a ready curse is often my response when attacked. My son says I would make a terrible president as I wouldn’t hesitate to push the nuke button. He is right of course, I often use a nuke when a hand grenade would do. I am a spiritual warrior, I know this, and in its own way it is a blessing to be the hand of Karma.

Hollywood calls me, I don’t have an agent and have been on TV. I love that! My will and intent are that I have my own TV show. I should probably refine that to number 1 TV show that makes me rich! My apprentices are powerful healers, blessings in their communities. I am a psychic reader, my clients usually ask me about love and relationships. I can sometimes see the people in my mind’s eye and when I describe them my clients are a bit freaked out that I can see them. Knowing the path of epic romance is a great thing as it brings clarity to those who don’t know it. They feel comforted by the information and the vision of what happens next. Blessings are a good thing.

As a spiritual healer I am gifted to have immediate results. Though not all can be healed this way many can and are. I am blessed to have many friends that put up with my crazy magical life. That know when I say a thing it is a true thing. Fairies are real. Angels are real. The president is not real, just thought I would add a laugh. What one of those three statements is false? Yes the last one.

I could go on counting my blessings as I haven’t even come close to counting them all. What are your blessings? I saw a picture of a woman painting with a paintbrush in her mouth as she had no hands. She inspired me. Whatever my problems are they could be so much worse. As I sit here at my computer, I know there are many who don’t have what I have. Even though everything I own could be put in a storage locker 10 ft. by 10 ft. and still have room left over. I have most of my health, and if I am lucky will live a long time.

May your blessings be many and your worries be few. May you be in heaven an hour before the evil one knows your dead. The Irish are so funny, I love their culture!

Walks With Thunder