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Honor Yourself With Unconditional Love
Dear loves, the message we bring to you today is about unconditional love. We want to help you know and understand more about this earthly concept of love, this love that you so desire and, indeed, richly deserve.
The first thing you need to know and accept about love is that love in action means freedom; freedom for you to be yourself, and freedom for the other person to be themselves. This is what true love really means. You must be able to allow that other soul to flourish, to fly, to be all that they can be.
Doing anything less than that is not love, it is entrapment. It is expectation. It is setting you up to be hurt and disappointed. We know that you are not used to this concept but some things are true, whether or not you believe them to be so.
Can anyone else be you? Can you be anybody else? The answer to both these questions is no. You were born into your body, which is your earthly vessel. Each body comes in different shapes and sizes, just as each soul inside that body has different needs and wants and dreams.
True unconditional love only comes once you accept yourself for who you are, in all your glory and your entire splendor. Another cannot honor you, if you are not honoring yourself. It may be what you have been taught throughout the years, but We are older than time itself and We tell you the way to achieve love is by setting yourself free to the Universe and the glories of that world.
Your Light, your own individual grace and purpose, can then start to glow, and the one whom is meant to enjoy that, the one whom speaks your language can then find you. For you have only just begun to live.
Rediscovering The Untouched Soul
Our soul is always a clean slate when we are born. Knowing this and living accordingly is true spirituality. However, the virgin territory of our soul is often more or less blemished or darkened due to many traumas and challenges throughout our lifetime.
Along our life path, we often lose much of the spiritual innocence we had as children. Instead, we begin to dwell in shadows of darkness in various forms: indifference to the destiny of others, confinement in our own; laziness, vanity, greed, envy, violence, hatred.
None of us can deny having at times dark thoughts or toxic emotions, malicious habits or selfish behaviors. However, no matter how widespread and ingrained the darkness may become in us, it is also certain that something immaculate always persists in some corner of our inner being. Even if it is tiny, there is an eternal point of light within where our higher self always remains pure and original. The sacred we carry within cannot be defiled.
As much as life may have made us callous or cynical, we always have this sacred stronghold inside. Herein lies the hope of those who practice spirituality: to reach that virgin point and rediscover in it one’s original nature.
This original nature, pure and innocent, we have sometimes forgotten to such an extent that we need someone or something to remind us to look inside ourselves to rediscover who we truly are.
We sometimes need someone to explain that we suffer because we have stopped believing in purity, beauty and what is good. We need someone to remind us that our deepest identity is virginal and fruitful, empty and full, both things, however contradictory this may seem.
A Guardian Angel Named Christopher
My entire world collapsed Christmas of 1990. It was Christmas Eve to be exact. I had prepared a four-course dinner for my fiancé and I was so excited to spend my first Christmas with him alone, ready to talk about our wedding plans.
He arrived at 4pm and fifteen minutes later he had broken up with me. He simply informed me that he had met “the woman of his dreams.” Then he took back the keys to his apartment and wished me well.
I was beyond devastated. Broken. My heart ripped into a million shreds.
I did not know what to do, so I called the one person I thought would understand and support me: my best friend. She had recently relocated here with her husband, who was in the US Army. Her husband was waiting at the time to be deployed to the war in Iraq.
She answered the phone right away and immediately insisted I book a flight to her nearest city, where she would come to pick me up. So, I took the last money I had and booked a flight for the next day.
After two exhausting days of travel and a long layover on a connecting flight, I was sitting in the airport with red, swollen eyes in a freezing blizzard, that further delayed my final flight. There was no way to call my friend. It was the time before mobile phones. So, there I was, heartbroken, alone in one of the biggest airports of the world, stranded and not knowing a soul.
While the blizzard was raging through the airport, I witnessed more than one emergency landing through the thick clouds of needles like snowflakes. It was chaos. Thousands of stranded passengers and more arriving by the minute.
Miracles Happen Every Day
A miracle is described in the dictionary as “an event attributed to divine intervention”, and also referred to as “a phenomenon that defies the laws of nature”. The online Encyclopedia Britannica defines a miracle as “an extraordinary and astonishing happening that is attributed to the presence and action of an ultimate or divine power”. In certain translations of the Bible the terms “wonder,” “mighty work” and “sign” are also used to describe miracles.
Most people would say that a miracle has occurred when the medical profession says there is no hope for a particular patient, and then, miraculously, the patient recovers fully, and without the complications which would have been expected connected to their condition.
But miracles are not necessarily always larger than life or dramatic. Miracles can happen for anyone at any time. And don’t expect an earthly explanation, or even to be taken seriously by everyone when the miracle has happened to you.
People have often told me of little miracles that have happened to them. For example, they don’t know how their bills will be paid, and out of the blue they receive a check in the post, or money is given to them, or they would win the exact amount needed to lift them out of their financial dilemma. Although I can’t prove it scientifically, I also know for sure that miracles have happened to me.
Two separate miracles I recall very vividly are both connected to my pets. A dog, and a cat named Miracle!
When my 5 year old Rottweiler, Sophia, was rushed to the vet with what we thought was an upset stomach, a burst duodenal ulcer and peritonitis were diagnosed instead. The vets had little hope, because even for strong humans this ailment can be life threatening.
Following the diagnosis, the vet phoned me and said they had to operate immediately. I asked if I could phone my husband and get back to them. I was informed with a sense of urgency that there was no time to do that, and even if they did operate on Sophia immediately there was very little hope.
Seeing Is Believing
Seeing has always been a matter of believing. That is why many humans struggle to accept the existence of other dimensions and alternate planes of existence. They find it difficult to believe that the spirit realm co-exists side-by-side with us, because they cannot see it.
From very early childhood I have been blessed with the ability to ‘see.’ Believe me, if everyone in our world was clairvoyant, the world might just be a better place by now.
Just imagine! No more hatred and cruelty, no more greed and violence, and no more people stepping on their neighbors for various selfish reasons. More love, more peace, and more joy for everyone. If everyone could see the things that I sometimes see, I think people would be more concerned with elevating their spiritual growth and fulfilling their soul purpose.
I remember the first time seeing spirit. I was a little girl and did not comprehend what was happening? They were there, but also not. I could kind of see through them? Confused and frightened, I immediately ran to my mother. Her answer to me was: “No need to be scared. Don’t pay too much attention to it, Gabby. Everyone in the family sees these things. They will not hurt you.”
Since that day I have always felt very privileged and blessed to be able to ‘see’ spirit.
Over the years years I have also seen my guardian angel, who really looks like an ethereal being from a painting. The most beautiful colors and breathtaking light emanates from my angel. I remember thinking is it a man or a woman? It was truly magical and comforting. Angels are very real.
The Mysterious Man In The Back Yard
I remember coming out the back door, with a Kellogg’s Pop-Tart in one hand and a seven ounces bottle of 7Up in the other. It was July 13th. It was dad’s birthday and I had to be about nine years old at the time.
The family spent the day at my grandparents’ house to celebrate. More and more guests were showing up, until all the aunts, uncles and cousins were crowding together in the very small back yard.
I then noticed this mysterious man who I had never seen before. He was wearing a trench coat and he had a long beard. I remember thinking that he looked funny to me. I asked my mother who the man was, but when she turned around he was gone.
Later that night, I saw the same apparition again. It happened twice, and every time I saw him he was looking at me in a strange way. My grandparents became curious and asked me about this man I kept seeing. I described him and they seemed shocked.
My grandmother went to get a photo album and showed me an old picture. She asked me if that was the man I had seen and I immediately recognized him. My grandfather then told me that it was his uncle and that he died by falling off a cliff. Foul play was suspected, but nobody knew who might have pushed him or caused his accident.
Later that week, we took our bikes to cycle around a nearby hill. My older brother Mike was riding his bicycle down the hill and he suddenly hit a loose rock really hard. It blew out his front tire and was going very fast, but he was not seriously injured.
Guardian Angels Come In All Shapes And Sizes
In my late 20s, I was working as a make-up artist in a department store located in a busy train station in Germany. The shop was only 700 square feet and had no bathroom. We had to close the shop and go upstairs to a restaurant to use the restroom. I used to work the late shift from 2pm to 10pm. On weekends, there were often rowdy football and soccer fans crossing the station. Fortunately, the local police were always there to channel the masses on to the stadium.
One evening, I had a nagging sense of unease. It was already dark outside when two young men entered the store and one tried to shut the door from the inside, which was always open and supposed to remain open. Something was very wrong. I did not even need to be a psychic to know that something bad was about to happen.
My father passed away a few months before this and the only thing I could think in that moment was, “Dad, please I need help, please!” A few seconds later, an elderly homeless man showed up with two police officers in tow. They immediately arrested the two men. Apparently, they were trying to hide out in my little store after they had committed a robbery elsewhere in the station.
That ragged man was my hero…a guardian angel! He usually sat on the platform to watch the trains come and go. He was homeless, but he was not a beggar. I tried a few times to offer him food or money, but he always declined and said he was fine, he wanted for nothing. After that we greeted each other every day with friendly smile, and that was it.
After the two robbers were arrested, the old man brought me a cup of coffee and my favorite hamburger. Now, it was my turn to ask him, how did he know about my favorite burger. He smiled at me and said I reminded him of one of his favorite former students.