This week I was asked to share my story with several people. the story from death to life. and in that story, there is a great deal of communication and connection with God, Jesus, and Angels.
You likely have heard I was in a terrible accident hit by a car walking. There was a “clump clump” and then dead silence. I had been knocked out of my body and felt no pain and my body flew 30 feet in the air and rolled on gravel embedding in my scalp and legs. I bled out my head, till there was no discernable pulse or blood pressure.
I opened my eyes and saw people looking at me, feeling nothing I looked through the tunnel that was my eyes into the rose-colored images talking around me. They were rose-colored as blood spurted out my eyebrow into my eye.
For me, I felt nothing, no pain, nothing. I wondered why everyone was so shocked and kept asking me what day it was and what my address was, at some point, I asked the man holding my head to get a pen and write it down if he couldn’t remember. I said I need to go to work now, not realizing anything had happened. all the while the people crowded around me I heard a male voice, the voice of an angel, saying stay close to your body honey we’re going to help you it’s not your time. over and over I heard that voice. and dutifully kept my eyes open and with my spirit just outside my body.
Turns out there were 4 Golden Legion Angels working diligently to reinstate me in my body before the connection became impossible to restore. They worked on me for 3 hours, and at that point, I began to feel the pain of my broken body. I had not yet gone through my awakening to the role I would play with the divine-human blueprint, but I was almost there. I had declared in an early death incident I was not willing or ready to go and I did not want to leave until I had fulfilled my spiritual work. Turns out everyone had gotten the memo!
About 9 months later, still on heavy pain meds with my right leg in a brace, having had multiple surgeries on my knee, I had begun to have what I now know was rigors. I would shake uncontrollably, but because the pain meds masked my pain, I had gotten a kidney infection and it quickly spread to my heart and brain. I lay in my bed shaking apparently close to death and who should appear but the angel of death. He was dressed in black robes, pleasant enough and ready to escort me out of my body to move on. I saw him with my physical eyes. I said get thee behind me Satan, I know you are not Satan, but I am not going anywhere with you and I have no intention to die.
My spirit connection was apparently so strong that the emergency room misread me and didn’t test for a kidney infection for 3 hours, once they did, and the results came back 9 people ran into my room with crash carts and two IV stands with cold fluid loaded with strong anti-biotics.
The angel of death group works entirely with human, angelic, elf, mer spirit to help transition out of the body, just as the guardian angels work to help midwife in the spirit at birth and shepard the life experience.
Whether you see them or not, angels are among us all the time.
