DEATH, ANGELS, HOPE

Psychiatry, chic, my class, small really , community college.
Thirty, bewildered, duh - why the hell did we sign up for this
adult "ed" off the wall "past tife progressions"
"readings" VC college Adult (no time on there hands - obviously how many gardening groups, bridge, beginning trerrible art classes can an adult
take. Even nude art classes were a dud.

Ah, point taken, "psychic instruction on developing 80% of unused brain power. (ah, i's not the LEFT half or the RIGHT). Never got totally unconfused about that.

Instructor walked up the aisles, spoke to many, then stopped at me. I arise.
Psychic/reader/medium( (?), said:
"You must be in a form of counseling - your whole career is listening and counseling - a therapist. Empathy, The helping profession. You give - not take. I stood slightly amused, sketical. Teacher said:

"Your aura is different, and your have many, many spirits/ "angels" around you constantly." I see four ot five right now, protecting you.
I admitted I had always bneen a Social Worker, with Blind Kids, Criminal Juvenile Kids in Jail, and Chemical Dependency, _psychiatric men, awsome crimes - arson - murder - molesting childresn, terrible violence........detantchment was what could hold me today, and figting to protect the world from individuals who's appearance could have caused hysteria. This was 1977 - 1983. Sunny day, genuine neighborhoods, "normal things" folks.
The psychic approached another man, and stated.."a young person died in your family. I see a young, recently lost
small child, angelic, glowing, shining, happy.."
The 35-40 year old man burst into tears...weeping. "How COULD you possible know about my child. It didn't happen, it was years ago, it has never been spoken of."
All this gently, loving psychic/medium, "ghost whisperer (as was her mission) was to assure a father of his daughter's presence, small, spirit, sometimes dressed angelically, or maybe just in normal clothes. merely there to protect her father, asuage his grief, and be a friend offering hope so the love she felt for him and her mom had never passed - a child stood with his father; my "protective angels" answerd my requests for help with financials, health by their intersecion with my Lord Jest the Christ.

Many more "experiences occured throughout my life. Some say..."eerie''...or "that's too weird" Yet, every prayer answered, every "feeling" the precence of a loved one who passed whom i felt around me - no conquencence, no "you must be on acid!"

I know there is no death ----angels whom we lost when they took human
form, are simply back in spiritual, "angel form" as if THEY were the strongest
of the family to move on and are the strongest to be near else during
our human transition to work throught grief issues.