<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174</id><updated>2011-11-14T13:41:03.229Z</updated><category term='angels of world peace'/><category term='Spirituality in Spring Sunshine'/><category term='Amy Winehouse'/><category term='Global Energies and 2012'/><category term='spiritual rescue in Haiti'/><category term='Prince William'/><category term='Angel'/><category term='Angels and healing'/><category term='Mining tragedy'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='Terrorism'/><category term='Angels and writing'/><category term='psychic'/><category term='World Peace'/><category term='Kate Middleton'/><category term='spirituality'/><category term='Healing weekend'/><category term='spirituality and angels'/><category term='light workers'/><category term='2012'/><category term='spirit guides'/><category term='Angels and spirituality'/><category term='Somerset'/><category term='angels and spiritual centres'/><category term='Amelanchior the angel for soul mates'/><category term='Healing'/><category term='Angels'/><category term='Workshops'/><category term='Angels. Zodiac'/><category term='Anniversary of  9/11'/><category term='Jade Goody'/><category term='Essenes'/><category term='Obama'/><category term='alternative therapies'/><category term='Angel for Terrorism'/><category term='indigo child and spirituality'/><category term='News of The World scandal'/><category term='11.11.2011'/><title type='text'>angelsrus</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog spot for short stories of the angels, together with original angel art work.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-4968297253545083072</id><published>2011-11-12T11:10:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-14T13:41:03.254Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light workers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='11.11.2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angels of world peace'/><title type='text'>11.11.2011. A New World and 12.12.2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qGRSeEo0W4A/Tr5TxJ2SmqI/AAAAAAAAAIA/VOSJvK_98O8/s1600/DSCF1960.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="151" width="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qGRSeEo0W4A/Tr5TxJ2SmqI/AAAAAAAAAIA/VOSJvK_98O8/s200/DSCF1960.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;11.11.2011, a New World and 12.12.2012The Angels of World Peace have arrived from far distant galaxies.  With them they bring a phenomenal light and overwhelming love.  They are here to help at this time of change. These angels are here to help with the big things in life.  They will never find us a parking space or a new job.  Their role is so much more important.  The ancients knew that this would be an interesting time in which to live and various groups talked or wrote about 2012 in reverential tones.  They did not know what would change, only that change would come.The earth and all who live on this wonderful planet are slowly being killed with the memories of the songs from ancient and not so ancient times.  Happy memories just fill us once again with joy.  It is the dark memories of terror and grief and a rage so great that revenge is wanted that cause us, and the earth great problems.  All these memories are in the process of being disturbed and made lighter.  These could be the memories of past lives we have tried to suppress or the collective grief of the souls who could not move on after death.  What is disturbing these memories?  Why are they being woken up?  We keep these memories from our own past lives within the energy channels of the body.  These flow within the muscles and deeper into the organs.  The energy channels in all of us have been under a constant zapping for years now as wireless broadband has flooded our homes, offices and lives.  This is the force or the light to move the memories from their dark hiding places and into the open again.How do old memories affect us?  They once more cause us to relive the emotions of the time.  We fear the pains of this remembering and try to prevent their movement.  This could be of fear as we were killed by a sword of a marauding tribesman.  It could be that we were the killer and the memory could cause a guilt so intense we cannot cope anymore.  Guilt is in the eyes of the imagination as everything was forgiven about before the mountains rose out of the ground or the continents drifted apart.The Angels of World Peace have arrived with their intense probing beams of light.  The beams can pick out the memories from the dark corners and help them move into the brighter, light of the heavens and at long last find peace in their hearts.The earth too, is playing its part. The magnetic north pole is once more shifting slightly.  It has done this many times and will settle down again.  In the process though changing weather patterns can bring havoc to many.  In my town last week an ancient quay wall was washed away from the town in a flash flood, leaving vulnerable old buildings shaken and perilous.  The buildings had been built over the old town castle site and in particular over the old dungeons.  The wall breaking loose allowed the souls of many of the old prisoners to move into the light of a brighter world and into freedom.  The angels were waiting for them and are still gradually helping them move along an arc of light to where their friends and family are still waiting for them.How can we help?  Much help is already being given across the world via an almost invisible spiritual movement.  This has no leaders but an immense energy from people feeling the right thing to do. Yesterday I was among 17 people, armed with drums, who walked to the top of a local hill and did a ceremony at 11.oclock.  We had 4 minutes of silence, 2 for the dead in the wars and 2 for the future of the planet. The sun shone and the winds whipped round as our group did our ritual ceremony.  Many such ceremonies were taking place and this combined force for peace from ground level can work wonders.  New energy connections are being made across the world to help the energies within the soils, the rocks, the fields and the waterways to move freely once again.   It is not too late for the future of the earth but is nearly so.  Hope never dies either within people or within the wondrous planet of our birth.By 12.12.2012 the process will be finished.  All the old memories will have been woken up and returned to where they want to be.  The world will settle down once more.  The legacy of the shifting sands of old memories could still be felt.   Memories do not belong to one person in isolation but to groups of people and to the land.  As one memory is healed it is as if the beating wings of the butterfly have gossamer threads which gently pull in many places around the world as all memories of the event are healed.This is the most amazing time in the history of the planet.  It is the opportunity to gain a freedom which we have not felt for thousands of years and the early days of life on the earth.  Embrace this new found freedom and enjoy every day you breathe the fresh air and every minute spent in the company of friends and make laughter a big part of life.  Thank the angels for the new you.For more info on the angels see www.angelsrus.co.uk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-4968297253545083072?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/4968297253545083072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2011/11/11112011-new-world-and-12122012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/4968297253545083072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/4968297253545083072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2011/11/11112011-new-world-and-12122012.html' title='11.11.2011. A New World and 12.12.2012'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qGRSeEo0W4A/Tr5TxJ2SmqI/AAAAAAAAAIA/VOSJvK_98O8/s72-c/DSCF1960.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-5606346756360099044</id><published>2011-09-18T12:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T12:02:58.774+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Workshops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angels. Zodiac'/><title type='text'>Angels of the Zodiac</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cnToEiWgUS0/TnXO2zaszUI/AAAAAAAAAGc/BPj9XzByfME/s1600/16+honeysuckle+angels+jpeg+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cnToEiWgUS0/TnXO2zaszUI/AAAAAAAAAGc/BPj9XzByfME/s320/16+honeysuckle+angels+jpeg+2.JPG" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; &lt;w:WordDocument&gt;  &lt;w:View&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;  &lt;w:Zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;  &lt;w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:BreakWrappedTables/&gt;   &lt;w:SnapToGridInCell/&gt;   &lt;w:WrapTextWithPunct/&gt;   &lt;w:UseAsianBreakRules/&gt;  &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;  &lt;w:BrowserLevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt; &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt;&lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt;&lt;style&gt; /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal";	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;	mso-style-noshow:yes;	mso-style-parent:"";	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;	mso-para-margin:0cm;	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:10.0pt;	font-family:"Times New Roman";}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Angels of the Zodiac&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have played with the angels for years but not fullyappreciated their importance. As well as the time of our birth influencing ourpersonality it has given us different ways of looking at the world andinteracting with others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Zodiac Angels are those who were around at the time ofour birth. They are the angels which reflect our personality, passions anddreams.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They help us rise to thechallenge and succeed in our goals.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;These are our own special angels help us heal our memories and in sodoing set us free to make new choices, to live life to the full and to expandour horizons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here are the Angels of the Zodiac for the last third ofTaurus from May11th – 21&lt;sup&gt;st, &lt;/sup&gt;together with special abstract art cardswhich contain the energies of this time of the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;These beautiful pinks and soft greens are the colours of thelate spring and the colours of the honeysuckle which entwines us with the lovefor our family, which is especially important for the person born at the end ofTaurus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;For the Zodiac Angel cards and info on workshops see &lt;a href="http://www.angelsrus.co.uk/"&gt;www.angelsrus.co.uk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-5606346756360099044?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/5606346756360099044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2011/09/angels-of-zodiac.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/5606346756360099044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/5606346756360099044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2011/09/angels-of-zodiac.html' title='Angels of the Zodiac'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cnToEiWgUS0/TnXO2zaszUI/AAAAAAAAAGc/BPj9XzByfME/s72-c/16+honeysuckle+angels+jpeg+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-3066689540183323312</id><published>2011-09-16T09:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T12:01:16.647+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World Peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mining tragedy'/><title type='text'>An Angel for the Lost Welsh Miners</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VD6YXKQW0Fc/TnMGcgbo6uI/AAAAAAAAAGY/GvbQeyB5O38/s1600/Torlean+no+name+jpeg.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VD6YXKQW0Fc/TnMGcgbo6uI/AAAAAAAAAGY/GvbQeyB5O38/s200/Torlean+no+name+jpeg.JPG" width="141" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; &lt;w:WordDocument&gt;  &lt;w:View&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;  &lt;w:Zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;  &lt;w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:BreakWrappedTables/&gt;   &lt;w:SnapToGridInCell/&gt;   &lt;w:WrapTextWithPunct/&gt;   &lt;w:UseAsianBreakRules/&gt;  &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;  &lt;w:BrowserLevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt; &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt;&lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;&lt;img src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/video_object.png" style="background-color: #b2b2b2; " class="BLOGGER-object-element tr_noresize tr_placeholder" id="ieooui" data-original-id="ieooui" /&gt;&lt;style&gt;st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt;&lt;style&gt; /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal";	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;	mso-style-noshow:yes;	mso-style-parent:"";	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;	mso-para-margin:0cm;	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:10.0pt;	font-family:"Times New Roman";}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: #d9ead3; color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;An angel for Lost Miners&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: #d9ead3; color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: #d9ead3; color: #351c75;"&gt;As I woke this morning and turned on the news, thecontinuing story of the trapped miners in Walesfilled the screen.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;4 of these minersbecame trapped behind water deep underground and the body of one of these menhad just been found, but not yet identified.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: #d9ead3; color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: #d9ead3; color: #351c75;"&gt;I instantly thought of one of the World Peace Angels.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Her name is Torlean and she is around to helplead souls out of the darkness of being underground.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Torlean arrives with a miners light, to lightup the darkness of the mine, and the peace to still the fear in anyone who diedunderground.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When the soul is ready toleave the darkness in which they died, Torlean can guide the soul out of thedarkness, into the heavens and into the arms of their loved ones on high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: #d9ead3; color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: #d9ead3; color: #351c75;"&gt;These World Peace Angels have the power not only to lead thesouls of the dead out but to guide the rescuers to help find survivors.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I pray that Torlean is able to help theserescuers to&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;find the remaining 3 miners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: #d9ead3; color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #d9ead3; color: #351c75;"&gt;For more info on the angels see www.angelsrus.co.uk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-3066689540183323312?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/3066689540183323312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2011/09/angel-for-lost-miners.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/3066689540183323312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/3066689540183323312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2011/09/angel-for-lost-miners.html' title='An Angel for the Lost Welsh Miners'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VD6YXKQW0Fc/TnMGcgbo6uI/AAAAAAAAAGY/GvbQeyB5O38/s72-c/Torlean+no+name+jpeg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Bristol, City of Bristol, UK</georss:featurename><georss:point>51.4553129 -2.5919023</georss:point><georss:box>51.3761589 -2.7498308000000002 51.534466900000005 -2.4339738</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-1932510295410004849</id><published>2011-08-30T22:30:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T09:16:20.001+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary of  9/11'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terrorism'/><title type='text'>A Popcorn Revenge or The Crazy Musings of a Psychic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GtE6EkL470Q/Tl1Whl_RERI/AAAAAAAAAGM/deZM4jfLLEc/s1600/carlia%2Bjpeg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; 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	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;A Popcorn Revenge or The Crazy Musings of a Psychic     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I see angels, I paint angels and abstract art.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I see past lives, I see old causes of current injuries.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As a scientist I have tried to make sense of alternative therapies the world over.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I rarely see the future. So why now? Why do I feel uneasy at this time of year? Why did I suggest to a friend that this might not be the best time to go away for a holiday?&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have to assume that my over active imagination, mentioned as always in my school reports, is once more in action.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For the reality of the visions in my mind would be truly insane.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For weeks now a story has been slowly unravelling, a story so horrific that I pray that it is just musings of the late summer, although I cannot blame the heat.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The story I see is certainly possible but is there such a person who would set it in motion?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I see a terrorist reprisal in the USA, 10 years after 9/11, and in retribution of the death of Bin Laden.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I see 2 men meeting in a central park both with back packs.  As they come together there is a fusion and a white light and as they die they hear the sounds of breaking glass and screams of people and feel satisfied.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Is there anyone so heartless to do this, to release an atomic bomb?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We have already seen the results in horrifying detail and the civilised world knows there is no place for such a weapon.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As I write this Einstein, with his mad scientist hair, stands in my kitchen and I feel his despair and sense of inevitability.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Where?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some city in the eastern USA, possibly New York.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When? Some time in the next 2 weeks.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hardly useful information and no one in authority would take any notice of such an ideas.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It would be seen as fanciful as indeed I believe it is, just exposing a vulnerability in myself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If this innocent popcorn kernel is going to explode in the fire then I thank God that Ronald Reagan is not in control for I am old enough to remember his time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His knee jerk response to appease the right wing would send the world reeling down into the abyss of a nuclear Armageddon.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There are certain times when a person truly moves away from the ordinary and takes a monumental stand to become a world leader.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If my scenario is true, and I fervently pray it is not, then Barack Obama’s time has truly arrived.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It will be his responsibility to guide the world away from a nuclear response and into a future of greater peace and stability across the world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He can stop the popcorn exploding outwards in all directions turning the world as we know it upside down.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The angel Carlia is one of many angels I have created.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She is present to help remove such incredible hatred in the minds of people that they would attempt to destroy the whole human race just to score a point. Such an extreme response is always controlled by reality but inside the sanctity of the soul such thoughts can ferment but thankfully never erupt.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For Obama’s angel see an earlier blog in march 2009&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;for more info on the angels see www.angelsrus.co.uk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-1932510295410004849?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/1932510295410004849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2011/08/popcorn-revenge-or-crazy-musings-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/1932510295410004849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/1932510295410004849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2011/08/popcorn-revenge-or-crazy-musings-of.html' title='A Popcorn Revenge or The Crazy Musings of a Psychic'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GtE6EkL470Q/Tl1Whl_RERI/AAAAAAAAAGM/deZM4jfLLEc/s72-c/carlia%2Bjpeg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-7939751925834461546</id><published>2011-07-24T10:21:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T10:35:50.469+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amy Winehouse'/><title type='text'>An Angel for Amy Winehouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7pahfwCIhpU/TivlGN6e4WI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Q9zIsZeEuWM/s1600/marische%2Bno%2Bmane%2Bjpeg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7pahfwCIhpU/TivlGN6e4WI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Q9zIsZeEuWM/s200/marische%2Bno%2Bmane%2Bjpeg.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632847653933867362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;I liked Amy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I liked her quirkiness, her individuality, her beehive and of course her amazing voice.  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Like so many others I read of her problems, saw the photos of her ‘high and out of it’ at concerts and of course the photos of the so public brawls&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was always touched by her vulnerability, of a tender soul unused to the ways of the world. I felt it was always possible to pick her up and put her back onto the very rickety rope bridge she had chosen to walk across.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;We all choose our own paths but at times the choices are burdened by a past which we cannot forget.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last night I dreamt of Amy as a young female teacher on the Island  of Okinawa as the Americans and the Japanese fought over it in the Second World War.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One day her little school house got caught up in the fire from planes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t know which side they were on, and it doesn’t really matter which.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As the young teacher tried to calm the children and tried to get them to hide under the rustic tables some of them panicked.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The children screamed and ran in all directions as she tried to pull them back to the relative safety of the building.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She saw one young boy blown up in front of her just before she too was killed by a blast.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These memories from the past especially with terror involved still lurk under the surface and disturb our equilibrium. They affected the balance of her mind in this life as she felt both let down and guilty as she could not protect the children.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These memories cannot be reached but drugs or alcohol numb the mind and make the lurking images recede for a while. Drugs themselves though can disturb the consciousness and affect how deep the memories are held and so the use of drugs becomes self defeating.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They help to temporarily hide the disturbing dreams or memories yet often bring them closer to the surface and so an addiction begins as the person searches for an elusive inner calm.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t know how she died but I feel it was a problem with her heart both from the years of drug abuse and the memories floating around inside her from the life in the Pacific, not to mention years of heartache in this life as well.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Rest in peace Amy and allow the wonderful strong blues of this angel to calm the terror inside.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Allow her to heal the memories of this past life, not to remove the memories because they are a part of you and what make you unique but to remove the pains from the terror inside which haunted you in life. Allow her blue energies to give you the courage to move on into your future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For more info on the angels please see www.angelsrus.co.uk &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-7939751925834461546?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/7939751925834461546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2011/07/angel-for-amy-winehouse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/7939751925834461546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/7939751925834461546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2011/07/angel-for-amy-winehouse.html' title='An Angel for Amy Winehouse'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7pahfwCIhpU/TivlGN6e4WI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Q9zIsZeEuWM/s72-c/marische%2Bno%2Bmane%2Bjpeg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-9136117477615166839</id><published>2011-07-17T10:52:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T11:09:59.153+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News of The World scandal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><title type='text'>Angel for corruption and The News of The World Scandal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lbhjksecbIY/TiKz4GqFoRI/AAAAAAAAAF8/SnbFRLK2WTU/s1600/presley%2B%252C%2Bno%2Bname%2Bjpeg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lbhjksecbIY/TiKz4GqFoRI/AAAAAAAAAF8/SnbFRLK2WTU/s200/presley%2B%252C%2Bno%2Bname%2Bjpeg.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630260260607729938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;style&gt; st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hi&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s a wet Sunday morning in Somerset.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am so very glad our Healing Show was last weekend and not this one. 3 days in a wet marquee is not my idea of fun.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At the show some of the World Peace Angels shone down around my stand. These are the latest, and possibly the last, of the angels which I have painted. I had surrounded their images with beautiful soft white feathers in a boa. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These incredibly powerful angels are present to heal great hurts around the world.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I sit in my kitchen I can hear once more the ramifications about the phone hacking scandal and the ‘News of The World’.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The discussion has spread out to corruption in general and how corrupt our country is.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One particular angel just jumped into my mind.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This angel is present to help heal the hurts from excessive greed and corruption. She can help the victims of the scandal to feel easier and more importantly she can make the perpetrators face up to their actions.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They all used excessive power for their own ends, not for the greater good of the country or for individuals.  These individuals had so much power at their fingertips to do good, to inspire and to bring others to account, yet still felt compelled to misuse their position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As the energies and spiritual light increase across the world then it becomes more difficult to hide away the deeds we do not like. The hiding places in the dark corners of the soul are disappearing into the pool of universal light and love.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These World Peace Angels have appeared to connect us with the wider universe, a sense of morality and a reminder that at some time our actions will come into the open, not necessarily in a karmic way for punishment, but just that the truth will out. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;How we respond to these truths show the greatness within the human soul or its smallness as fear rules and we try to evade these truths at all costs.The choice is always ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-9136117477615166839?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/9136117477615166839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2011/07/angel-for-corruption-and-news-of-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/9136117477615166839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/9136117477615166839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2011/07/angel-for-corruption-and-news-of-world.html' title='Angel for corruption and The News of The World Scandal'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lbhjksecbIY/TiKz4GqFoRI/AAAAAAAAAF8/SnbFRLK2WTU/s72-c/presley%2B%252C%2Bno%2Bname%2Bjpeg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-133618408750403299</id><published>2011-07-12T19:52:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T20:18:48.973+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirit guides'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Healing'/><title type='text'>Spirit guides, to welcome in the new</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FmTXT5qwmHQ/ThyZLC4ewpI/AAAAAAAAAFs/IwRGxDV3UW0/s1600/heartache%2Bno%2Bname%2Bjpeg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FmTXT5qwmHQ/ThyZLC4ewpI/AAAAAAAAAFs/IwRGxDV3UW0/s200/heartache%2Bno%2Bname%2Bjpeg.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628542049337655954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show is over for another year.  We all spent 3 days offerring therapies and healing in our very peaceful marquee.  Around us the winds blew, the rain fell heavily and the sun shone but nothing could lower the joy of remeeting old friends and of working together in the common cause of healing.  It is 3 days of chilling out, hugging others and doing what we all do best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my case I offer spiritual healing.  I call it Universal Harmonic Healing, as this name just jumped into my head one day.  It is about rebalancing or harmonising the body, the mind, the emotions and reigniting old dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The healing is done not by me but by the angels who always arrive bringing incredible lightness and peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new spirit guide also arrived for me this weekend.  She is a beautiful oriental lady with long black hair and an ethereal beauty.  Her great light and powerful energies are difficult to focus on but she brings with her a new dimension in the world of healing.  Her name was given to me as Lady lavatera and she will be with me whenever I heal others from now onwards.  In life she was a female buddhist leader who taught young girls about healing, including me in a past life, over a thousand years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do not all need to see guides or angels to know of their presence &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l1YWAPEiCo0/ThyawWQw8yI/AAAAAAAAAF0/21rr4_FxKH0/s1600/love%2Bno%2Bname%2Bjpeg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l1YWAPEiCo0/ThyawWQw8yI/AAAAAAAAAF0/21rr4_FxKH0/s200/love%2Bno%2Bname%2Bjpeg.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628543789706572578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and their power.  Sometimes fleeting glimpses of colour, felt around the periphery of the mind, show their arrival.  lady Lavatera brings wonderful invigorating pink energies with her.  These can wrap around us and keep us safe, protected and loved as healing takes us to a fresh place where miracles are always possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information on the angels and harmonic art images see&lt;br /&gt;www.angelsrus.co.uk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-133618408750403299?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/133618408750403299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2011/07/spirit-guides-to-welcome-in-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/133618408750403299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/133618408750403299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2011/07/spirit-guides-to-welcome-in-new.html' title='Spirit guides, to welcome in the new'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FmTXT5qwmHQ/ThyZLC4ewpI/AAAAAAAAAFs/IwRGxDV3UW0/s72-c/heartache%2Bno%2Bname%2Bjpeg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-6095217028848520602</id><published>2011-07-07T13:58:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T18:54:23.689+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Somerset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Healing weekend'/><title type='text'>The Angel of the Breath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q4Sb0ah3qUg/ThWxKQEvqNI/AAAAAAAAAFc/HeIzjRT_f8s/s1600/horacea%2Bjpag%2Bnameless.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q4Sb0ah3qUg/ThWxKQEvqNI/AAAAAAAAAFc/HeIzjRT_f8s/s320/horacea%2Bjpag%2Bnameless.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626598099140978898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi&lt;br /&gt;I have just updated my website, got new leaflets printed, new business cards and am surrounded in the hallway by the paraphenalia for the show. (boxes, treatment couch, display stands).   I am spending 3 whole days at the Healing Weekend working in an outdoor marque.  This is usually a wonderful show in glorious sunshine, but at present I hear the heavy rain falling outside the house.  tomorrow they forcast thunder and lightening.  oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I intend to enjoy the show anyway, meeting up with old friends and lots of lovely people for 3 days in the Somerset countryside whatever the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nornally  give a talk at the show, but this year my subject matter was not thought to be suitable for a healing show.  my subject was ' The Angels of World Peace'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These incandescent beings of light are incredibly powerful and amazingly beautiful angels which I have been allowed to glimpse recently.  I have created their images as best I can but can never quite capture their brilliance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These angels are for the big events in life which affect all of us at times. They are the angels to help on the aftermath of a tsunami, an earthquake, a random act of terrorism or for individual hurts and inconsolable grief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to let the images and light from these angels flood out for others to see.  I gave a talk on them yesterday evening to a local group of therapists.  As I cannot talk about them at the Healing Weekend I want to spread their word and love via this blogsite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This turquoise angel is the angel of the breath.  She helps people who have ever struggled to breath for whatever reason, including the memories from a past life such as dying in the gas chambers or drowning at sea.    Her name is Horacea and she is very apt for a new venture and new workshops in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend and I are now running universal rebirthing workshops.  these use the power of the conscious connected breath to loosen and release old memories and patterns which hold us back.  These new workshops will also be using many of the angels which I have seen and created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horacea, the angel of the breath is breathing new life into my workshops and hopefully allowing many others to breathe more easily and to enjoy their life more fully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-6095217028848520602?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/6095217028848520602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2011/07/angel-of-breath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/6095217028848520602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/6095217028848520602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2011/07/angel-of-breath.html' title='The Angel of the Breath'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q4Sb0ah3qUg/ThWxKQEvqNI/AAAAAAAAAFc/HeIzjRT_f8s/s72-c/horacea%2Bjpag%2Bnameless.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-4209790008547069805</id><published>2011-04-28T20:38:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T20:44:01.844+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kate Middleton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prince William'/><title type='text'>An Angel for 'The Wedding'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k7q-79uAH88/TbnDEF1y05I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/gwsbFhcNnuA/s1600/shramells%2Bjpeg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k7q-79uAH88/TbnDEF1y05I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/gwsbFhcNnuA/s320/shramells%2Bjpeg.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600722086666621842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;As Kate and Prince William’s big day arrives crowds will gather to line the route.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Their friends will fill Westminster Abbey and the angels will fill the void high above.  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Angels arrive to help celebrate every marriage or declaration of love from a humble church or simple registry office to the most magnificent wedding in the greatest Cathedral.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The angels bring with them unadulterated joy and happiness to fill the special day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;With the heavenly hordes come our ancestors, our family who can no longer be there in person and friends still in our thoughts.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Princess Diana will be one of many souls watching from high above the altar as the couple declare their love to the world.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shramrella is one of many angels who will gather to link Kate and Prince William to their wider universal family and to bestow on them the ultimate love and blessings for the years ahead. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Her soft greens are for a gentle love which should last for years and change over time becoming richer and deeper over time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Her twinkling sparks of stars connect us all to the love of the heavens and the all encompassing universal love which arrives with the angels to comfort us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For further information on the angels see www.angelsrus.co.uk&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-4209790008547069805?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/4209790008547069805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2011/04/angel-for-wedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/4209790008547069805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/4209790008547069805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2011/04/angel-for-wedding.html' title='An Angel for &apos;The Wedding&apos;'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k7q-79uAH88/TbnDEF1y05I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/gwsbFhcNnuA/s72-c/shramells%2Bjpeg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-7338204725556289326</id><published>2011-04-02T10:43:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T10:52:15.051+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angel for Terrorism'/><title type='text'>The Darkest Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iBSuLroqZyI/TZbxJlXS8TI/AAAAAAAAAFI/lY_JHXBYsDg/s1600/Barrille%2Bwith%2Bname%2Bjpeg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iBSuLroqZyI/TZbxJlXS8TI/AAAAAAAAAFI/lY_JHXBYsDg/s320/Barrille%2Bwith%2Bname%2Bjpeg.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590921134377988402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;Barrille -  the Darkest Angel of the Pack  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;414 angels, created not in a flash, but over 3 years.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;414 angel images of swirling colours with deeply symbolic messages of love, of faith, of human fraility and for the healing of the human soul.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;414 angels that have arrived to light up the darkness of my days with their incredibly inspirational energies.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;With these angels around my thoughts can only turn to the highest thoughts I can possibly have and to the almost unbelievable hope I have for the world as a whole.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have angels of world peace with powerful messages about the ways of man with death and destruction with little concern for the planet.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These angels are the latest and the last angels I have created.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They have power beyond imagination and have appeared at a time when the world seems to be balancing on a precipice.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It is over 2000 years since Jesus first told his stories, yet their messages have still not sunk home.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These are messages of love, of giving, of trusting and mosayt importantly a belief in something very great, the immortality of the soul.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why do big institutions still plunder the land?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why are money and power still controlling factors in how decisions are made?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why is fear at the very fouindation of our consciousness?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And why do we cling onto the fear as if a fear of life itself is to be welcomed.&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;In the arena of the angels fear can be banished forever and replaced with an influx of universal light and love.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It only takes a moment to decide to change a life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It can take a lifetime to change our way of thinking, but it only takes a second to let in the light&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;of the world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This small pinprick of light can expand and can trigger equally small pockets of light to blaze again to fill the whole of us and  the whole of the earth with love and light.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The sight of an angel is such a trigger, a fleeting glimpse into another dimension of our world and life changes forever.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My angel pictures are for anyone and come with a warning – Take care, an angel can change your world!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Barrille is the angel for anyone affected directly or indirectly by random acts of terrorism against fellow brothers and sisters the world over.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For more information on the angels see www.angelsrus.co.uk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-7338204725556289326?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/7338204725556289326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2011/04/darkest-angel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/7338204725556289326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/7338204725556289326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2011/04/darkest-angel.html' title='The Darkest Angel'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iBSuLroqZyI/TZbxJlXS8TI/AAAAAAAAAFI/lY_JHXBYsDg/s72-c/Barrille%2Bwith%2Bname%2Bjpeg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-7712250922953340367</id><published>2010-11-20T12:47:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-11-23T10:34:05.430Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/TOuWVS0dk7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/_ReudguhlRU/s1600/the%2Binternal%2Bzodiac%2Bjpeg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/TOuWVS0dk7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/_ReudguhlRU/s320/the%2Binternal%2Bzodiac%2Bjpeg.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542689058982826930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Internal Zodiac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;A delicate array of petals slwoly unfurling to full view. Secrets from its core being exposed to the world. This is a story long in the making and beautiful in its meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internal zodiac shows the flows of energies through the body during the course of the year. The rotating whirls of petals can be set for any particular birth date and gives insights for the year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It links us to our pasts and our future , our present and whatever is holding us back.  It links us with the universal energies of life, the meridians of the body and alternative therapies the world over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This colourful lotus flower of love forms the basis of who we are and what we want to do in life. It also shows that this time now is a very important time for me to begin to share information with others.  It has taken 10 years to put together this internal zodiac but now I can share it with others as I am sure of its truth as everything links so beautifully ot its core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more information please visit the website www.angelsrus.co.uk and see the link to the youtube video on the internal zodiac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-7712250922953340367?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/7712250922953340367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2010/11/internal-zodiac-delicate-array-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/7712250922953340367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/7712250922953340367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2010/11/internal-zodiac-delicate-array-of.html' title=''/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/TOuWVS0dk7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/_ReudguhlRU/s72-c/the%2Binternal%2Bzodiac%2Bjpeg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-6163748491107669866</id><published>2010-09-10T09:54:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T10:01:06.504+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angels and healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alternative therapies'/><title type='text'>the Healing of the Angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/TInzO4g-2WI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-lb4OIqzmJE/s1600/wuaza+with+flowers+jpeg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515206655706323298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/TInzO4g-2WI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-lb4OIqzmJE/s320/wuaza+with+flowers+jpeg.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My own angel Wuaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angels arrived in my life. They brought with them a stillness and a certainty. They came bearing gifts of colour and patterns in their ethereal light. I did not understand yet I painted their essence and I mused on their presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angels brought empowerment and a future full of immense light and love, not just for me but for anyone who wishes to see and believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among their colours were the missing pieces of a jigsaw slowly taking place in my mind. The puzzle began 2 decades ago when I (foolishly) tried to understand the bigger picture of therapies I practised and how they worked with my scientific background. I soon gave up and the pieces of paper were thrown away and I thought forgotten. Life is not as simple as that and years later my spirit guides pushed me along corridors and paths which led to the light of the answers and the links I sought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angels came much later, like the icing on the cake. They were white, effervescent, uplifting and full of surprises. With the help of the angels the ideas began to take on a new life and a new way of healing slowly began to take shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spiritual light and the colours of emotions forms a common basis to Traditional Chinese Medicine, Ayurveda, Homeopathy, Kinesiology, Reflexology, Shiatsu, Rebirthing, Reiki and Spiritual Healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My belief was that every therapy was true to its foundations and every therapy helped others. To link them together took me on many journeys, both spiritual to the stars and deep inside my core searching for the answers which at one level I already knew. Every therapy helped form a part of the overall picture, every therapy worked well in its own right but together they make the whole. Together they give a new understanding and just as with the missing jigsaw pieces and the angels, when the therapies are finally put together a few missing links are brightly illuminated. With these in place a whole new way of looking at health arises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is always beautifully simple. This is as true in science as in anything else. A complicated explanation is often wrong or at least only a part of the picture. So too with our energies, our thoughts and the stories of our complicated extraordinary lives over the millennia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these therapies and more, work on the same energies, or thoughts as they flow through the body. The nebulous concept of ‘energy’ equates with thoughts and emotions. Positive ones have nothing to hold them back and flow easily through the body. Other emotions are held onto and in the process form blockages in the physical body. This is the basis of dis-ease at all levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angels have led me to this point. Can I explain my ideas? Does anyone want to know? Was my idea from decades ago really as stupid as I sometimes feel? I tell others to believe in miracles, can I also believe in such a miracle which will allow others to see the beauty of the angels and to feel inspired in their presence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for other images of the angels see &lt;a href="http://www.angelsrus.co.uk/"&gt;www.angelsrus.co.uk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-6163748491107669866?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/6163748491107669866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2010/09/healing-of-angels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/6163748491107669866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/6163748491107669866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2010/09/healing-of-angels.html' title='the Healing of the Angels'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/TInzO4g-2WI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-lb4OIqzmJE/s72-c/wuaza+with+flowers+jpeg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-4065914632747095063</id><published>2010-09-08T09:36:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T09:45:53.087+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><title type='text'>The Roller Coaster Ride of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/TIdLi9fK-jI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/nf1mjmTOWHs/s1600/feathers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 142px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514459332731402802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/TIdLi9fK-jI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/nf1mjmTOWHs/s200/feathers.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/TIdMNIRxWFI/AAAAAAAAAEY/XBmL7Ns7U50/s1600/feathers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 142px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514460057182492754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/TIdMNIRxWFI/AAAAAAAAAEY/XBmL7Ns7U50/s200/feathers.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life seems to be part of a roller coaster ride which has been gathering pace over the last few years. I don’t know what speed it will reach or where the final destination will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 years ago I lived a normal life as a teacher newly married and doing up a house. Fairly normal and as I remember and fairly slow with time to think and enjoy just being and living. 15 years ago I had a young child and worked part time. Still fairly normal and even with the demands of a child there was still time for life. 10 years ago, as I was training in therapies, my world changed forever as the voices of the spirits entered my consciousness. My rollercoaster ride had begun. The spirit guides around me took me to plumb the depths of the soul from times gone by reliving many past lives, remembering the people that I injured and the trauma to myself, including the pains both emotional and physical from all manner of deaths. The spirits also took me to the heights of the heavens where the views expand over the whole world and the angels reside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I would hardly recognise the woman from 20 years ago, undoubtedly a problem for my husband who sometimes looks at me and wonders! Once the spiritual rollercoaster begins there is no exiting the carriage and the journey can be both exhilarating and inspirational as answers arrive to so many of life’s mysteries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2010 the speed of life for so many people seems to be speeding up as the roller coasters for so many get rolling forward. Where will they all end? I have no idea but I would not want to leave my ride now as I feel excitement mounting as if the carriage is going to jump into hyperspace and come to a soft landing somewhere in the universe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See my website for the images of the angels as I see them at &lt;a href="http://www.angelsrus.co.uk/"&gt;www.angelsrus.co.uk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-4065914632747095063?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/4065914632747095063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2010/09/roller-coaster-ride-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/4065914632747095063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/4065914632747095063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2010/09/roller-coaster-ride-of-life.html' title='The Roller Coaster Ride of Life'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/TIdLi9fK-jI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/nf1mjmTOWHs/s72-c/feathers.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-7184373817357028204</id><published>2010-09-06T10:02:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T10:20:42.430+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angels and writing'/><title type='text'>An Angel for Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/TISxkCyWwuI/AAAAAAAAAEI/EnZQekr4d4o/s1600/tamini+jpeg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513727076589814498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/TISxkCyWwuI/AAAAAAAAAEI/EnZQekr4d4o/s320/tamini+jpeg.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A morning like so many others, a dull day but warm in the early autumn but changes are in the air. A single thought can bring massive swings of the mind, amazing shifts in energies and unexpected certainty over the path lying ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight years ago I was suddenly inspired to write a book. Ideas flooded in and a book began to take shape. More flashes of inspiration landed and ideas for other books were born. A series of spiritual books floated in front of my eyes which I saw as changing my world and setting my life on a new course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many rejection letters and instantly returned manuscripts can anyone take? Many of the manuscripts were not even opened just immediately placed in my return envelope and sent back. Disappointments, anger, rage at the futility of trying, sadness and guilt at the amount of time involved in writing rather than being with family, so many emotions over so many years over books and stories which I still feel have interest for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year ago I asked for the right spiritual publisher for my book rather than one of the big boys which I had been trying. A few days later an old friend contacted me to tell me about his new book being published in America. I took this as a sign and an answer to my question. I sent a manuscript off and waited. 6 months later another rejection letter but this time it elicited a different response in me. There was no surprise, no anger but surprisingly relief. I had finally let go of the idea of getting a publisher for my books, but not for getting the books out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first book will be on my website very soon. With the miracle of the digital revolution anyone around the world can find my book and buy it directly. I have to believe in a new way of being, a new way of finding information and a new way of buying what we need. As my first book goes onto the website I will place my trust firmly in the guides and the angels who have inspired it – ‘The Colour of Angels’ on www.angelsrus.co.uk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tamini is the angel for the courage to change old rooted ideas and to grow spiritually and as I knew for certain that I would sell this book myself her wonderful turquoise and violet energies filled my mind and my soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-7184373817357028204?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/7184373817357028204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2010/09/angel-for-change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/7184373817357028204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/7184373817357028204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2010/09/angel-for-change.html' title='An Angel for Change'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/TISxkCyWwuI/AAAAAAAAAEI/EnZQekr4d4o/s72-c/tamini+jpeg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-6026133754468167405</id><published>2010-03-02T09:16:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-02T09:19:53.507Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spirituality in Spring Sunshine'/><title type='text'>Spiritual Dog Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S4zX6kh3LSI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vbJa6dkqhHM/s1600-h/DSCF1210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 201px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443963450822176034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S4zX6kh3LSI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vbJa6dkqhHM/s320/DSCF1210.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Spiritual Dog Walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a glorious morning, the bright spring sunshine lighting up the landscape and bringing it back to life. The early morning frost sparkles in its wake leaving crystallised white silhouettes of trees standing tall. The mists so typical of these wetlands swirl above the river and rise as free spirits to disappear into the brightness.&lt;br /&gt;I love Somerset in the early spring and the wide panoramas across the levels inspire me with promises for the coming year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday a friend and I took a puppy for a walk. It was sunny when we set out but fog descended as we drove out to a local solitary hill dominating the landscape. We walked up the steep slopes in fog and stood on the top hardly able to see the path we had climbed up and laughing at our folly. Why were we the only souls on the hill?&lt;br /&gt;A drink of hot coffee from the flask and we were ready to walk around the perimeter of this ancient hill. As we started the sun began to burn through the fog and the view opened up. We could see for miles down to the levels and out to the headlands jutting out into the Bristol Channel. We could pick up the sunlight glancing off the yellow beaches down below and the world looked beautiful. The energies of this hill are fantastic and uplifting and we felt truly refreshed and invigorated before returning to the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did the puppy cope? -with excitement and interest, investigating every new smell, just like a young child with a whole new world to explore. He rolled over and over on the soft tussocks of grass on the top and covered about 4 times the ground we did. Back at the car he flopped down. We might have managed to tire him out. What to you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-6026133754468167405?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/6026133754468167405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2010/03/spiritual-dog-walk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/6026133754468167405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/6026133754468167405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2010/03/spiritual-dog-walk.html' title='Spiritual Dog Walk'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S4zX6kh3LSI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vbJa6dkqhHM/s72-c/DSCF1210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-46366045302156426</id><published>2010-02-25T13:17:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-25T13:21:11.010Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angels and spirituality'/><title type='text'>The creation of the Archangel Christine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S4Z4-2AJbPI/AAAAAAAAADw/Lfz_PVXwI84/s1600-h/christine+for+blog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442170220767177970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S4Z4-2AJbPI/AAAAAAAAADw/Lfz_PVXwI84/s320/christine+for+blog.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day an angel came and I painted her. She appeared on the page in front of me in water colours. I had no idea who she was or what she represented. I just reached for the colours which felt right and let them flow outwards onto already dampened paper. As her shape formed her wings seemed to take on a life of their own. They were raised high and held out as if a beacon to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel was full of lovely gentle hues of yellows and peach colours and the energies of love and stillness, but she had no message for me or meaning in her colours. It was to be months before I knew who she was. She patiently waited for me to find out. Months later the day came when I read a chapter of a book about angels. It mentioned the Archangel Christine and I instantly knew this was my mystery angel. It is strange how sometimes one just knows things and there can be no other possibilities. As I read about Christine my eyes picked out the words – ‘the female energies of Christ’ and a shiver went through my body. I looked at my image of Christine and shivered again as I saw in her background a cross of light as if it was the light of the cross where Jesus was crucified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine is one of my favourite angels and I have a large picture of her in a frame in my healing room. As the female energy of Christ she brings with her a sense of joy in living and pleasure in whatever life brings and an incredible sense of joy in the moment. Believing in her brings an inner stillness and a sense of reconnecting and sharing with others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-46366045302156426?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/46366045302156426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2010/02/creation-of-archangel-christine.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/46366045302156426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/46366045302156426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2010/02/creation-of-archangel-christine.html' title='The creation of the Archangel Christine'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S4Z4-2AJbPI/AAAAAAAAADw/Lfz_PVXwI84/s72-c/christine+for+blog.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-1716580138477271369</id><published>2010-01-29T14:43:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-29T14:48:01.608Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual rescue in Haiti'/><title type='text'>Rescue of lost souls  in Haiti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S2L0xXIsfaI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ig9YnB_3U/s1600-h/arian+jpeg+with+words.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432173229423492514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S2L0xXIsfaI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ig9YnB_3U/s320/arian+jpeg+with+words.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spiritual Rescue in Haiti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday evening was our first meditation group since the earthquake in Haiti.  This was the first chance for the group to link together in thought and send love across the world. We were joined in thought by a number of friends who were unable to be with us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meditations give us glimpses into other worlds and through this medium we can meet souls in the spirit world and can receive messages.  In this meditation I felt a need to do something for Haiti and guided people in their thoughts along a moveable golden bridge. This bridge was surrounded by white light and led down to Port au Prince.  The light could penetrate the darkness of the rubble and reach the souls who had died.  The golden bridge is a spiritual link across the divide from one world to the next and can give souls who are full of fear a chance to slowly leave the place of their death.  The ‘light ‘is full of the love of the heavens and of the angels. The bridge was populated with friends and relatives of those who were trapped.  They were waiting to greet their loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There seemed to be so many people who were unable to leave their destroyed homes or workplaces.   Between us we saw an old man carrying all his worldly possessions wrapped in a cloth, a group of school children huddled together in their classroom desperately searching for their teacher to lead them out of the school, 2 girls wrapped in each others arms as they had been in the terror of the quake as their house collapsed, and an old lady shell shocked and so confused she did not know which way to go.  All of these souls were helped by the spirits and the angels and were able to walk onto the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a woman beside herself with distress who would not leave until she had found her 2 children.  As I watched, her young daughter arrived and tugged at her mother’s skirt. Even with the young girl in her arms the mother could not be calmed.  Some of the spirit guides then started to dig at the rubble to find her son who had been hiding under a table.  He was gently lifted out and the family could slowly begin to walk out of the rubble of their home.  On reaching the place where the door should have been there was a flash of brilliant light and the angels led them up onto the gold of the bridge.  One woman in our meditation group suddenly found herself holding a baby and gently passing it up to the angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an inspiring meditation and left us feeling very humble in the face of such a problem.  I left the candles burning and I know through glimpses in my dreams that others continued to be helped through the night. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you to anyone who had joined us in thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-1716580138477271369?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/1716580138477271369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2010/01/rescue-of-lost-souls-in-haiti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/1716580138477271369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/1716580138477271369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2010/01/rescue-of-lost-souls-in-haiti.html' title='Rescue of lost souls  in Haiti'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S2L0xXIsfaI/AAAAAAAAADo/_1ig9YnB_3U/s72-c/arian+jpeg+with+words.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-8240591776801752729</id><published>2010-01-27T08:34:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-01-27T08:39:12.754Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angels and spirituality'/><title type='text'>A Winter's Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_7Pn8DmZI/AAAAAAAAACw/f6YOTWjHvUU/s1600-h/glovene+jpeg+with+wording.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431335921469594002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_7Pn8DmZI/AAAAAAAAACw/f6YOTWjHvUU/s320/glovene+jpeg+with+wording.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Winter’s Morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I looked out of the bedroom window this morning a fox caught my eye.  His dark shape was silhouetted against the icy ground as he ran across the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole of the landscape was white with frost creeping over the windows and along the furrows in the field.  In the bright winter sun the scene could have come out of a Christmas card with a distant church spire glinting in the cold sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful start to the day.  I havn’t always looked out to see joy.  In the past the identical view could have struck me as one of lonliness, isolation and depression.  Same view, same person but a totally different outlook on life and I know which side of the coin I prefer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is now full of joy and the light of the angels.  They have helped me turn my life around and with the angels in my life every day is filled with light and serenity. These senses can be woken in anyone who lets the angels into their life.  They can accompany us on every path, lighten any gloom and widen our horizons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-8240591776801752729?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/8240591776801752729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2010/01/winters-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/8240591776801752729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/8240591776801752729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2010/01/winters-morning.html' title='A Winter&apos;s Morning'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_7Pn8DmZI/AAAAAAAAACw/f6YOTWjHvUU/s72-c/glovene+jpeg+with+wording.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-2426031768803601392</id><published>2010-01-25T12:07:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-25T12:13:20.214Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essenes'/><title type='text'>A Young Essene Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S12KCgtWQOI/AAAAAAAAACo/VzgXE0YQarE/s1600-h/pink+spirals.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430648501423194338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S12KCgtWQOI/AAAAAAAAACo/VzgXE0YQarE/s320/pink+spirals.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a rare gift and that is to be a psychic, but not one who passes on messages from the dead, although I do so on occasions.  My gift is to read people’s auras and to read their memories.  I can only ever do this if people let me, and I always ask at a spiritual level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I invigilated an exam today a girl let me into her secrets and in turn I sent her healing as she painfully wrote her answers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This young girl today had in a past life been one of the Essenes.  These were very spiritual people who lived in an isolated community in Syria.  This girl had lived and died before Jesus was born.  The Essenes believed in the coming of a special world teacher. They paved the way for his coming and prepared the ground for his steps.  Their spirituality united them not only in their life in the Middle East but in lives to come.  The promises made to each other and to the spirits have bound them forever with a common desire and an explosion of love.  This group also believed in the energies of Jesus returning around 2000 years later.  This time his love would return not within one individual but within many people across the world who would help in difficult times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her current life this girl is finding it difficult.  The memories and expectations within her seem a contradiction to her experiences of life in England in the 21st Century.  Her vision is immense but her strength and stamina feel unable to cope. &lt;br /&gt;This conflict causes problems which have manifested in her body as juvenile rheumatoid arthritis.   She feels that she cannot do the task she has chosen for this life and is attacking her own joints with fear and stubbornness as she tries to resist the flows of life.&lt;br /&gt; Her life though will be one of light and satisfaction and her worrying is for nothing.  The world is changing and will once more become a place in which she wants to live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-2426031768803601392?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/2426031768803601392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2010/01/young-essene-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/2426031768803601392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/2426031768803601392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2010/01/young-essene-girl.html' title='A Young Essene Girl'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S12KCgtWQOI/AAAAAAAAACo/VzgXE0YQarE/s72-c/pink+spirals.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-78022764356418019</id><published>2010-01-16T14:23:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-16T14:29:14.451Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indigo child and spirituality'/><title type='text'>An Indigo Teenager</title><content type='html'>The Indigo Teenager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just met my first indigo child.  I was invigilating an exam for a 16 year old with special educational needs.  We were in a private room with only the two of us and his assistant who could read and write for him if need be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been told that he was prone to outbursts and expected to find a troubled teenager with temper tantrums.  Instead I found a very pleasant, sensitive and polite young man.  Instead of finding deep gloom and despair I saw lightness and joy.  He obviously struggled with the school system but I know his achievements, leadership and support for his friends will make him stand out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The indigo child is not always a new soul on the Earth, but like this boy can be an ancient soul who has lived a spiritual life and learnt who they are.  In his case he had lived as a priest in the ‘rose-red’ city of Petra around the 4th century where he inspired others as he will again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonders can happen anywhere and instead of seeing a troubled school failure I saw a young man with a focus to his life and a way of achieving it.  Like all indigo children he has a clear vision of the rights and wrongs of life.  Instead of seeing him as a school failure it could be said that the school system had failed him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-78022764356418019?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/78022764356418019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2010/01/indigo-teenager.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/78022764356418019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/78022764356418019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2010/01/indigo-teenager.html' title='An Indigo Teenager'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-1741587912369171928</id><published>2010-01-15T15:01:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-01-15T15:15:23.536Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Global Energies and 2012'/><title type='text'>Approaching 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1CDmKW8yKI/AAAAAAAAACg/qTfMMBqRy7k/s1600-h/Angels+for+2010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426982242620328098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1CDmKW8yKI/AAAAAAAAACg/qTfMMBqRy7k/s320/Angels+for+2010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Approaching 2012&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 is a year of flux, a time of change- the end of the old ways and the start of the new.  Energies are changimng across the globe and so many people are remembering snippets of lives long gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are like the gossamer cobwebs which shroud our vision.  Like all cobwebs these occasionally become visible such as after dew or a morning frost, only to disappear as the day warms up.  These cobwebs from the past can be illuminated after we visit a place we once lived in and our inner bells ring out and reawaken the memories deep in our inner consciousness.On visiting a new place a fragment of the web might come adrift and spring into view – ‘there used to be an orchard there’ or I know the view is magnificent just beyond this stone wall’.  With these glimpses into another world come incredible feelings as we step onto foreign soil of a homecoming after so very long a time away.&lt;br /&gt;These glimpses could also induce fear as the consciousness is woken to examine old issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this century no one can easily live as a hermit in a cave on a mountain, either metaphorically or physically, the energies of the whole of the world exist within us all, and are collectively moving forward.  Through shared pasts and experiences we are so very much a part of the whole of mankind.  If someone remembers a life lived on the flood plains of Bangladesh where now the rising sea levels threaten whole communities, then along with the memory comes a sense of compassion, love and responsibility to those still living there today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through so many subtle memories and connections across the globe the whole world is waking up to a new future.  The angels are around as they always have been, but now, like the cobwebs we are more aware of their presence and their love.  Collectively their existence radiates down on us and helps light up our lives and together, with the beat of their wings, they help us reconnect with loved ones across the globe and from many past lives and shared times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are thousands of angels flying around the world and I humbly try to create some of their likenesses as I ‘sense’ them in vibrant swirling colours.  More and more people will become aware of them over the next few years as the energies or thoughts of the world alter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other stories of the angels are on &lt;a href="http://www.angelsrus.co.uk/"&gt;www.angelsrus.co.uk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-1741587912369171928?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/1741587912369171928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2010/01/approaching-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/1741587912369171928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/1741587912369171928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2010/01/approaching-2012.html' title='Approaching 2012'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1CDmKW8yKI/AAAAAAAAACg/qTfMMBqRy7k/s72-c/Angels+for+2010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-2566952374221978957</id><published>2010-01-06T19:12:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-06T19:36:08.389Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angels and spirituality'/><title type='text'>Angels in the snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S0ThP_BW33I/AAAAAAAAACY/z6g3HVGiBtY/s1600-h/DSCF1153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423707515992334194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S0ThP_BW33I/AAAAAAAAACY/z6g3HVGiBtY/s320/DSCF1153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I looked out of my window this morning a winter wonderland spread before me.  It was beautiful and crisp and felt like a new clean world as if the old was being swept away under tonnes of snow.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A group of 3 deer caught my eye silhouetted against the white.  I love these wild deer and their presence reminds me of how close to the edge our lives still are.  We may live in centrally heated homes but just metres away nature still survives and thrives even so close to humans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hours later sitting on a small hill I surveyed all that I could see and felt so very good.   As well as my family and friends others were on the hill, all of us throwing ourselves down the slope on a variety of home made sledges.  There were cries of joy and excitement and laughter.  We were of course surrounded by a variety of snow angels, hand crafted out of the snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These angels are not the type I usually see but just as important.  They are made with a sense of fun, frivolity and joy.  They help us to remember the fun of a day out of the ordinairy, a day away from the monotony of life and give great pleasure in the remembering.  Making the most of every sitaution is a great gift and one which I am gradually learning.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hours later again in the warmth of a home we feel tired and achy, but refreshingly invigorated and ready for whatever the year brings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-2566952374221978957?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/2566952374221978957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2010/01/angels-in-snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/2566952374221978957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/2566952374221978957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2010/01/angels-in-snow.html' title='Angels in the snow'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S0ThP_BW33I/AAAAAAAAACY/z6g3HVGiBtY/s72-c/DSCF1153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-8040758199779820325</id><published>2009-10-20T08:48:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T09:22:33.524+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angels and healing'/><title type='text'>High Blood Pressure and Angel Chi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/St1r9agUmgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/chmV2_KJuM0/s1600-h/energies+of+chamini.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394586631490804226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/St1r9agUmgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/chmV2_KJuM0/s320/energies+of+chamini.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angel Chi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chamini was one of the first of the amazing healing angels that I saw.  She arrives in a swirl of orange and gold energies and like all the angels she lifts my heart and lightens my soul.  As her energies unfurl a beautiful orange angel appears with a translucency around her full of sprinkles of shimmering lights and stars. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chamini can make her presence felt with warmth as her energies touch our own.  Her love and her warmth flows through the core of our being and help to calm our stresses.  A picture of Chamini has been used by one lady for about 3 months now.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angela was told she had high blood pressure and wanted to avoid medication.  After spending a year trying many alternatives fron herbs to healing she reluctantly had to follow the advice of the medics and began to take medication for high blood pressure.  When I met her  months ago she wondered if the angels could help.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A flash of orange light appeared in my mind and the image of Chamini appeared.  From her wings glimmering lights shone and flickered and I felt that this angel might with high blood pressure.  I posted out the image of Chamini and waited with excitement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A month later an email arrived to say that her blood pressure was slowly falling and she had started to slowly reduce her medication.  The nurse at the surgery was not happy with this, but sometimes life can be unexpected and wonderfully welcoming.  3 months later she emailed to say that she was off all medication as her blood pressure had returned to normal levels.  The nurse was now scratching her head in amazement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Thank you Chamini.  Your colours and energies entered her psyche and gave hope to her beautiful soul.  Your love lit up her body and helped heal it from inside.  You are a magnificient angel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For more information on the angels visit &lt;a href="http://www.angelsrus.co.uk/"&gt;www.angelsrus.co.uk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-8040758199779820325?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/8040758199779820325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/10/high-blood-pressure-and-angel-chi.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/8040758199779820325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/8040758199779820325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/10/high-blood-pressure-and-angel-chi.html' title='High Blood Pressure and Angel Chi'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/St1r9agUmgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/chmV2_KJuM0/s72-c/energies+of+chamini.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-3150994624467547675</id><published>2009-10-05T09:46:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T10:10:43.560+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angels and spirituality'/><title type='text'>Welcome to Angel Chi</title><content type='html'>Sometimes life seems fast and furious and we feel we are continually rushing just to keep up with yesterday. It has been a lot like that for me for the last few months and the blog has fallen to one side, not forgatten about but a victim of the fleeting incessant movement of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angels came thick and fast this summer. They came in their hoardes, so many that I felt I couldn't quite capture their images quickly enough before their brilliance would begin to fade as the next angel came into view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very good question, other than, 'was I insane?' is why?, in fact a multitide of whys come to mind. Why did I see them?, Why have I felt compelled to paint or create them, Why were their colours so very vivid? Why so many of them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their presence lifted my heart and made me feel light and joyous, yet my seeming struggle to reproduce them in all their glory has left me tired but oddly satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many images do I have? I don't know but at least a few hundred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have them? Someione else helped me answer this question - a lovely lady who is also a healer saw an image of a diseasd organ in one of my paintings. We then spent hours pouring over them and found many more such images of problem areas of the body . Thank you Nicky for I might have continued to wonder about these images for longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have Angel Chi cards, in fact hundreds of them to help in healing. Their swirling colours and wing shapes contain hidden messages for our health and feelings of well being. These angels want to be seen and truly want to help us to inspire our thoughts and calm our troubled mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there is power within these images and they are already starting to do their work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you angels and I hope I have done you justice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-3150994624467547675?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/3150994624467547675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/10/sometimes-life-seems-fast-and-furious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/3150994624467547675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/3150994624467547675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/10/sometimes-life-seems-fast-and-furious.html' title='Welcome to Angel Chi'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-8013716894815793389</id><published>2009-06-14T09:25:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T09:44:30.667+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angels and spirituality'/><title type='text'>The Old Violin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/SjS3ghvz3BI/AAAAAAAAACI/VhZDuJb0WJg/s1600-h/23.+gabriel+11.08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 226px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347100427038219282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/SjS3ghvz3BI/AAAAAAAAACI/VhZDuJb0WJg/s320/23.+gabriel+11.08.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday evening we visited a local village church, not for a service but a musical recital. The church was packed even the choir stalls were full. The concert was a musical recital by 2 promising young musicians, both young women who both looked amazing and played music as if they were one and the same as the music. The notes floated from their souls to fill the lovely church with amazing energy and the sounds of the angels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I though could see many angels filling the rafters. The angels love beautiful music and surround those who make such wonderful music when it can make the heart sing and the soul rise to the heavens. Among the angels I saw was Gabriel. He is the homecomimg angel to help us in reconnecting with who we really are. I wondered why I was aware of his presence but I soon understood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the violinist played and her violin sang with life I could glimpse her playing as a young male violinist dressed from hundreds of years ago. Then I suddenly knew that she had lived before as a famous violinist but more than that she played the same violin. The original violin was made in 1596 and is now priceless but this incredibly talented woman had been loaned this same violin. There was no way she could ever afford it but the universe sometimes has ways of surprising us. Over 500 years later, thousands of miles from its origin the violin was returned to its first owner. Magic happens far more often than we realise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-8013716894815793389?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/8013716894815793389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/06/old-violin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/8013716894815793389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/8013716894815793389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/06/old-violin.html' title='The Old Violin'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/SjS3ghvz3BI/AAAAAAAAACI/VhZDuJb0WJg/s72-c/23.+gabriel+11.08.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-473821276830494856</id><published>2009-06-09T10:08:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T11:21:06.065+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angels and spirituality'/><title type='text'>Seeing Angels</title><content type='html'>Angels surround us all.  They fill our days with light.&lt;br /&gt;Their love and soft downy feathers comfort us and war&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/Si4m1AHY0dI/AAAAAAAAACA/mpv9dIjhUOg/s1600-h/rose+arch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345252499741266386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/Si4m1AHY0dI/AAAAAAAAACA/mpv9dIjhUOg/s320/rose+arch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;m our&lt;br /&gt;hearts. Angels surround me in my garden.  When I rest a while by the rose arch I feel their presence and I feel at peace.  I can also feel their presence at other times and I catch glimpses of their colours around people who are just shopping or talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angels are around us all.  Like all young children my daughter often seemed to focus on things not quite seen by us adults. The gift to 'see' these beautiful spirits is often hidden as people grow up.  I like many others had lost this ability for most of my life, but through love for my daughter I managed to find it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ability to 'see' the angels comes from the pineal gland in the brain. This region responds to light to make chemicals, but far more then that, its light sensitive cells can detect the higher energies of the angels.  It gives us visions and insights into a wider world, one of love, magic and dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have occasional glimpses through this partially open doorway into another world where the mists still surround our eyes and the images are blurred.  I welcome these images into my life and search for more.  The more of these glimpses I accept the more the mists clear from before my eyes and the more certain I am of what I sense around me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-473821276830494856?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/473821276830494856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/06/seeing-angels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/473821276830494856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/473821276830494856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/06/seeing-angels.html' title='Seeing Angels'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/Si4m1AHY0dI/AAAAAAAAACA/mpv9dIjhUOg/s72-c/rose+arch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-3356522719280027154</id><published>2009-06-08T09:40:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T10:04:03.992+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angels and spirituality'/><title type='text'>summer solstice angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/SizPT_tR-HI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VsKXV9HD3TA/s1600-h/sky+blue.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 226px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344874800207755378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/SizPT_tR-HI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VsKXV9HD3TA/s320/sky+blue.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A new angel has just appeared in my life. I often see these beings of light as flashes of colour which take form on paper or on the computer.  The colours are so important as a part of their message.  With this angel the swirling energies of yellow and blue represent the sun in the mid summer sky and the pale blues of the angel are there to give us courage and the self belief to follow our dreams.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At mid summer the energies of change are at their greatest and we can all tap into these to bring about change in our own lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At present I do not even know her name.   I probably will be given a name for this amazingly beautiful angel before  or on the summer solstice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember this angel at the solstice and remember that changes at this time can be incredibly powerful, life changing and wonderfully positive with the power of the sun in our favour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For more information about the angels visit &lt;a href="http://www.angelsrus.co.uk/"&gt;www.angelsrus.co.uk&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-3356522719280027154?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/3356522719280027154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-solstice-angel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/3356522719280027154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/3356522719280027154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-solstice-angel.html' title='summer solstice angel'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/SizPT_tR-HI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VsKXV9HD3TA/s72-c/sky+blue.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-8047036303956947985</id><published>2009-06-03T09:56:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T10:17:54.998+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirituality and angels'/><title type='text'>The Wise Women of Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/SiY_J97mpAI/AAAAAAAAABw/EM4iZ7gBFcI/s1600-h/plaeos.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343027448397603842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/SiY_J97mpAI/AAAAAAAAABw/EM4iZ7gBFcI/s320/plaeos.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday a friend and I were invited to an amazingly old and wonderful cob house. It looked idyllic, a chocolate box house in a typical english cottage garden with obligatory stream. Nestled in a wooded valley with the june sunshine warming the land it looked like a slice of heaven on Earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inside the house though it was different and it was the house we had been invited to see and hopefully to heal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were 2 great back to back inglenook fireplaces where the mediaeval hall would have been and it was around these fires that we could feel the energies of others. We sat down in front of one of these fires and together with the help of the angels we let our thoughts roam and slowly began to unravel the story of the wise country women.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Around 500 years ago the house was lived in by 3 generations of wise women. They collected herbs, made poultices and tended sick animals. Their beliefs were tolerated by their neighbours until they upset a powerful religious farmer. He used his influence to spread lies and scandal about these women calling them devil worshippers. Fears increased and persecution began. Eventually they were all burned at the stake as witches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The youngest of the women was Nancy who was only 19 and 6 months pregnant. After her death Nancy felt numbed and unable to leave the Earth. Her spirit returned to the only place of sanctuary she knew, her old house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There she had remained ever since, still shocked, fearful and full of guilt over her baby. the other women had stayed with her to comfort her and to draw attention to her plight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The current owner of the house is sensitive and aware that she lived there for some important reason. 500 years ago she had lived as Jack, Nancy's brother. In this life she had returned , not to avenge her death, but to heal her life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the story unravelled a staircase of light opened up and the angels gradually led Nancy up into the light. One special angel Plaeos surrounded her in love and helped ease her sense of shock. As the other women left I saw a beautiful red rose bud fall from the sky onto the owners lap. A thank you gift, given with overwhelming love. Her job here had been done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It feels a privelege to be able to use my gifts to help a soul such as Nancy and to bring calm to such a magnificient house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For more information of the angels visit &lt;a href="http://www.angelsrus.co.uk/"&gt;http://www.angelsrus.co.uk/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-8047036303956947985?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/8047036303956947985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/06/wise-women-of-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/8047036303956947985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/8047036303956947985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/06/wise-women-of-old.html' title='The Wise Women of Old'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/SiY_J97mpAI/AAAAAAAAABw/EM4iZ7gBFcI/s72-c/plaeos.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-276228155654605225</id><published>2009-04-27T10:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T13:45:11.215+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angels and spirituality'/><title type='text'>A Green Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/SfV3I-lcJNI/AAAAAAAAABo/oNwdx0dSFS4/s1600-h/wuaza+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329296730185540818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/SfV3I-lcJNI/AAAAAAAAABo/oNwdx0dSFS4/s320/wuaza+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rain falls but the beauty of the garden remains. It is a soft warm rain falling gently to Earth, excatly what my new plants need. It hydrates the ground and intensifies the greeness I see out of the window.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;April is suppossed to be the month of showers but this spring has been different with glorious weather and the new shoots of regrowth sprouting earlier than usual. I love the pale green colours of the fresh new foliage. It cloaks the silover birch in minute leaves and brings the old beech tree back to life again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This green is the colour of freshness and new beginnings and the continuation of life. This green seems to have become my colour and I am wearing it more and more in clothes and jewellery. This green gives tranquility to my soul but more than that it helps me connect to my inner self and to who I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My angel is Wuaza. She is also surrounded by the fresh greens of new life and rebirth. She is my angel and appears at my side when I need her calmness or inspiration. At other times she can be so small that I can carry her in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all have a place in our hearts especially reserved for the angels. Love them and invite them in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For more information on the angels visit &lt;a href="http://www.angelsrus.co.uk/"&gt;http://www.angelsrus.co.uk/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-276228155654605225?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/276228155654605225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/04/green-angel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/276228155654605225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/276228155654605225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/04/green-angel.html' title='A Green Angel'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/SfV3I-lcJNI/AAAAAAAAABo/oNwdx0dSFS4/s72-c/wuaza+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-8897620200965965803</id><published>2009-04-21T11:48:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T15:26:14.014+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angels and spirituality'/><title type='text'>Love, the Angel of the Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/Se2qTHEAOGI/AAAAAAAAABg/zeaQ0B9oB5g/s1600-h/love+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327101179539241058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/Se2qTHEAOGI/AAAAAAAAABg/zeaQ0B9oB5g/s320/love+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A friend phoned unexpectedly to tell me about her sudden heart attack and rush into hospital. She is over 60 but in good health and the heart problem came completely out of the blue. She always had a sense of humour and her husbands reaction brought a wry smile to her face. It had happened in the middle of the night and as the pains gripped around her heart and she felt unable to breathe she woke him and gasping to breathe said she needed an ambulance. His reaction of 'don't worry dear I will make you a nice cup of tea' was not appreciated nor was the cup of tea itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently she nearly died and one doctor asked if she had seen anything whilst close to death. Always one to 'see' things she told him about facing a brick wall and being unable to break through it or to find a doorway. The doctor assumed, as I did that her time had not yet come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After speaking to her I was aware of an angel around me, a beautiful brilliant pink one, and one through whom I could send love and healing to my friend. This was Love, the angel to help heal broken hearts.   She is one of a group of extremely powerful healing angels.  The power of the cerise ray to bring about change clearly radiates around her.  These  angels can not only sweep away any emotional blocks within people but can also begin the process of healing the body.  Her phenomenal wings can sweep away problems which we cannot face alone.  As Love heals the heart, she drops a cloud of white feathers for the brave of heart and for the journey yet to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angels such as Love can help to bring about miracles as they heal the deep hurts from times long gone allowing the energies of the heart to flow freely again.   My friend is recovering and doing the recommended activities and on the plus side knows there is an angel especially for her to call on anytime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;for further information on the angels visit &lt;a href="http://www.angelsrus.co.uk/"&gt;http://www.angelsrus.co.uk/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-8897620200965965803?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/8897620200965965803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-angel-of-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/8897620200965965803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/8897620200965965803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-angel-of-heart.html' title='Love, the Angel of the Heart'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/Se2qTHEAOGI/AAAAAAAAABg/zeaQ0B9oB5g/s72-c/love+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-7260731651289668383</id><published>2009-04-15T09:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T09:42:35.829+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angels and spirituality'/><title type='text'>Rachel the Angel of the Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/SeWc66SijqI/AAAAAAAAABY/JUs6jAKytGE/s1600-h/rachel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/SeWc66SijqI/AAAAAAAAABY/JUs6jAKytGE/s320/rachel.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324834670328843938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the day of the village spring clean.  About 30 of us set out along varoius lanes converging in the centre of the village.  We were armed with gloves, grubbers, bags, luminescent day glo jackets (kindly proveded by the council) and of course 2 sheets of health and safety risk analysis (also provided by the council!)  These sheets provided the information, in case I did not know that it is possible to cut oneself when picking up broken glass, ye Gods how ever did we manage pre risk assessment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we progressed towards the village we collected the usual McDonalds bags, plastic wrappers, cider and beer cans thrown into the ditches and also began to amass a fine collection of empty vodka bottles.  At first these were a joke, but then as the collection increased questions sprang to mind.  Were these from the same person? was this a lonely individual who parked along the lane to drink the vodka or just came to deposit the bottles anonmously?  I don't suppose we shall ever know. the final collection came in at over 60 large bottles and some small ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had not been aware of the presense of the angels all day, having been so busy chatting as we walked along and also afterwards in the village hall where we had refreshments.  It was only later as I thought about the bottles and the person who left them that I was suddenly aware of a flash of pale blue light and Rachel the Angel of the Truth was in my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel appears for people who fear the truth and who try to hide it both from themselves and others.  Through her I ask for support and healing for our mystery drinker.  She can help people to trust that when the truth is faced it is never as bad as feared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For other information on the angels visit www.angelsrus.co.uk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-7260731651289668383?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/7260731651289668383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/04/rachel-angel-of-truth.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/7260731651289668383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/7260731651289668383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/04/rachel-angel-of-truth.html' title='Rachel the Angel of the Truth'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/SeWc66SijqI/AAAAAAAAABY/JUs6jAKytGE/s72-c/rachel.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-5049102712921432850</id><published>2009-03-24T09:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-24T09:44:38.125Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><title type='text'>Obama's Angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/Scip8sJsZQI/AAAAAAAAABQ/9CVtugiInIY/s1600-h/khamel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/Scip8sJsZQI/AAAAAAAAABQ/9CVtugiInIY/s320/khamel.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316686220219933954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Obama was born an indigo child.  Indigo children have the world in their hands.  It is a state of mind but far more than that it is an ability to instinctively know the rights and wrongs of situations.  The indigo child listens to their inner voice and hears the call from beyond.  The indigo child is courageous and confident.  Courage is not something they have to work on, it is just there deeply entrenched in their soul. The indigo child knows inside that they are special and shoulders the responsibility that comes with the role they have chosen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all indigo children once upon a time, when we came to the Earth for our first ever life, we all had the indigo energies of incredible courage and self belief flowing through our veins.  Successive lives on the Earth have dented our spirit and the wind has been blown out of our souls as we search for the meaning to life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Earth needs indigo childen now and plently are arriving full of fresh hopes and dreams that can become reality.  With the indigo child comes the power of the indigo angels of great achievements and success.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khamel is one of many angels around President Obama as he struggles with problems of state nad of trying to unravel the complexities of global situations.  Khamel is one of the angels of the higher dimension with incredibly powerful wings. These powerful wings and swirling indigo energies help dispel doubts and confusion and the light of Khamel can reach into the souls of so many.  This is an angel for the brave and for the person truly following their path through life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-5049102712921432850?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/5049102712921432850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/03/obamas-angels.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/5049102712921432850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/5049102712921432850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/03/obamas-angels.html' title='Obama&apos;s Angels'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/Scip8sJsZQI/AAAAAAAAABQ/9CVtugiInIY/s72-c/khamel.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-4252789733661915386</id><published>2009-03-23T08:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-04-15T11:12:41.266+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jade Goody'/><title type='text'>A Message from Jade Goody</title><content type='html'>Jade Goody died yesterday amid her family and a wealth of media interest.  She was famous for being a celebrity with a big mouth in a culture which placed great value on celebrity status and allowd her to have the fame she so clearly craved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harsh words perhaps but there is another side of Jade, of someone who took life at face value and went for every opportunity. She was brave as the certainty of her death closed around her and she let the media in to help warn others.  Since her diagnosis the numbers of young girls getting tested for cervical cancer has increased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I write these words about Jade she is standing at my side in my kitchen.  As she arrived she came with an amazingly vibrant angel of green and orange shimmering vibrations with a misty cloak of white surrounding her.  Angels with this mistyness are those who help the newly dead souls to understand and remember who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jade comes closer and I sense she wants to tell me something but it is not easy for her.  "I want people to know how grateful I was about my life, how I loved the opportunities I had and how I made the most of them.  It was as if my life was a whirl wind and I did not stop to think at all.  I now have time to reflect, to dream and to learn. My problem was not in going for things but in never listening to my inner self.  I was like a disaster waiting to happen.  My boys are the most important things that ever happenned to me and it was for them that I allowed the cameras in at the end so they could see their mum, not as a media star but struggling to live for them alone.  No one should have to die in such a way with young children.  I was paying the price and I have learned so much in the last 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whirl wind has continued taking me with it on a journey of understanding and learing.  I will always watch my boys and I know they are in safe hands. I also know that I had always known inside that I would die young and that was why I could not listen to my inner voice.  I had to get out there and live the short life I knew I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end it is how you live your life that is important not how long you live for, and I certainly lived mine.  I made mistakes but tried to put them right.  Don't be afraid, go for what you want in life, we live for so short a time, make the most of what you have."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jade is standing away now and I see other spirits around her, family members long dead but around to welcome her back into the spiritual family she belongs to.  Together they leave and i know they are going to visit her boys again and I light a candle for a soul I had never liked but now understand, and for her 2 boys who are hurting so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information on angels visit www.angelsrus.co.uk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-4252789733661915386?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/4252789733661915386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/03/message-from-jade-goody.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/4252789733661915386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/4252789733661915386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/03/message-from-jade-goody.html' title='A Message from Jade Goody'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-4951264291421225547</id><published>2009-03-19T13:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-19T13:53:41.079Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angels and spiritual centres'/><title type='text'>Avalon - the Angel of Glastonbury</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/ScJLJbewmzI/AAAAAAAAABI/ll9nUcQWHGE/s1600-h/avalon+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/ScJLJbewmzI/AAAAAAAAABI/ll9nUcQWHGE/s320/avalon+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314893135618284338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ancient land of Avalon dominates our landscape.  The tor rising on its mound visible for many miles around.  This morning it rises above the mist like a fairytale mystical castle in the sky floating on its bed of clouds.  This is a land of ancient ceremonies and magic underfoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ancient energies from the people who lived here in olden days still permeate the land and at first disturbed me.  These swirling energies helped to awaken my own inner ability to 'see' things beyond the range of the human eye and like many people I did not, at first, relish this special gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spiritual power of Avalon lies in its past and the ancient people's who worshipped there.  Over centuries travellers have come to worship and for healing in its springs. The power centre set up in olden days still exists and is rises in intensity once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glastonbury now is a place of incredible energies.  There is so much healing done around this place and so many connections made with the earth and the spirits.  We have pagan workshops, earth mother conferences, all manner of reiki, reorientation, Magdalene teachings, bioenergy meditations, drummimg, vortex healing, shaminic hypnotherapy and a multitude of other often weird and wacky therapies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last December i was priveledged to be allowed to exhibit my angel artwork at a Conference of Angels in Glastonbury.  At the same time as the organisers were wondering which angel could be the angel for the conference I found myself painting a new angel. She appeared in a haze of pale blue and green energies of incredible calm, trust and an all knowing belief in the future. I don't always understand everything in my paintings and a friend saw the mythical chalice around her.  I had painted it yet not seen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angels can exist as guardians of special places as well as for individual people.  Avalon is the guardian angel of the ancient healing centre at Glastonbury and is helping to restore its healing power and to link this centre to others, both old and new ones in a matrix of healing sites for the 21st century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avalon is truly an exciting place in which to live. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For other information on the angels see www.angelsrus.co.uk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-4951264291421225547?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/4951264291421225547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/03/avalon-angel-of-glastonbury.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/4951264291421225547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/4951264291421225547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/03/avalon-angel-of-glastonbury.html' title='Avalon - the Angel of Glastonbury'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/ScJLJbewmzI/AAAAAAAAABI/ll9nUcQWHGE/s72-c/avalon+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-7791555320882049573</id><published>2009-03-18T11:17:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-03-18T12:48:18.195Z</updated><title type='text'>Chamuel and his Spirituality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/ScDbPnwG8rI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KMPDxypBVuU/s1600-h/12.+chamuel+12.08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314488621712470706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/ScDbPnwG8rI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KMPDxypBVuU/s320/12.+chamuel+12.08.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is the second beautiful spring day in a row yet it is only March. The sun is trying to breakthrough the early morning haze but its heat is already warming the land and my coat is put aside. After so many months of multiple layers it gives a sense of freedom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took some time out this morning, left the housework and went into the garden. Like all gardens it needs effort and attention to give of its best. I am not a very good gardener and last summer's borders still need clearing out. A few hours later, some of the borders looking better and a new shrub that I bought, as usual with no idea where to place, finally in position I feel I deserve my coffee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The angel I have felt around me this morning is the Archangel Chamuel. His green and pink energies are of overwhelming love and help to heal hurts over love. I wondered why Chamuel was around this morning but a dream I had last night suddennly flashed into my mind. It was a dream of a man who I hurt badly over 20 years ago and who I have not seen since. We all have areas in our lives where we wish we had handled situations differently and with the wisdom of maturity I would now respond with more tact and compassion but the deeds have been done and the words, now deeply regretted, said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The presence of Chamuel around me suggests that he can heal the hurts in another, not just within me. the power of the angels is phenomenal and i have asked for healing for this man whom I left so long ago. With his help I hope the hurts that I caused can be lessened and we can both be more at peace with the memories of the good times we shared. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-7791555320882049573?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/7791555320882049573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-is-second-beautiful-spring-day-in.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/7791555320882049573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/7791555320882049573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-is-second-beautiful-spring-day-in.html' title='Chamuel and his Spirituality'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/ScDbPnwG8rI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KMPDxypBVuU/s72-c/12.+chamuel+12.08.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6171284511845493174.post-5548183824490636572</id><published>2009-03-17T08:24:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:14:42.755+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amelanchior the angel for soul mates'/><title type='text'>Spiritual Love and the Angel of Soul Mates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/Sb9ixjF1UfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/NYdgifNwwoI/s1600-h/4.amelanchior.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314074688693293554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 475px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/Sb9ixjF1UfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/NYdgifNwwoI/s320/4.amelanchior.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A new day, a new dawning, light rising over the mist on a beautiful spring morning. it is a new beginning, a fresh start to the year and a time of new growth and expansion. It is a wonderful time as the green shoots unfurl and rise towards the sun'a rays, the ladybirds come out of their winter hibernation and all is well with the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the sun reaches every living cell it brings hope, joy and great expectations for what lies ahead. Humans too are not immune from the force of nature. We also feel the power of the early spring sunshine as we begin to raise our hearts in anticipation of renewed energies in the summer to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the spring comes a reminder of the deepest connection we have with our soul mate. This was a connection made in the stars long before life began on the earth and is a connection so strong that meeting again even now still sets our hearts racing and sets our world awry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With such a connection we are transported into a world of a different dimension. We have established a link beyond the physical world and opened a gateway to a world of wonderment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They will help us to forge our destiny and choose our journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The soul mate disturbe our equilibrium and makes us look at the world with freshly opened eyes and a deeper level of understanding. The soul mate will always be there for us even if living together in this life is not possible. The loss of such a special soul on whom we have placed so much trust and love can be profound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a beautiful angel, fresh as a day in early spring. She brings with her the energies and eternal peace of pale green and the energies of the fresh yellow srping flowers. With her comes the promise of eternal comfort and of a meeting again beyond the confines of the earth where dreams can come true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amelanchior, for that is her name, is this special angel who holds great promises and bountiful love. She appears to give comfort to the hearts of those who have loved and lost this truly special love. Her green feathers symbolically float gently down around the soul in their dreams bringing comfort during the nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is one of the angels of a higher dimension and serves to reestablish a link with something magnificient in all our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessings to everyone on theis lovely spring day as we walk with joy in our steps and peace in our hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;More information on the angels can be found at &lt;a href="http://www.angelsrus.co.uk/"&gt;http://www.angelsrus.co.uk/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6171284511845493174-5548183824490636572?l=heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/5548183824490636572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/03/spiritual-love-and-angel-of-soul-mates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/5548183824490636572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6171284511845493174/posts/default/5548183824490636572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherangelsrus.blogspot.com/2009/03/spiritual-love-and-angel-of-soul-mates.html' title='Spiritual Love and the Angel of Soul Mates'/><author><name>heather angelsrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09392619853743001456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/S1_-Tff5g1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hpJ7ZQZN3nA/S220/CNV00079.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IuehGk2S79k/Sb9ixjF1UfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/NYdgifNwwoI/s72-c/4.amelanchior.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
