Meeting a Guide by Maltiel (Gini Greenhalgh)

About fourteen years ago I woke one morning about 6:30 a.m. and was not surprised to see a woman about the age of 60 standing next to my bed looking at me. I knew that she had just returned my "light body" to my sleeping physical body. The only way to describe how I knew this is that the knowledge was impressed on my brain. No words were spoken between us while she stood there. As I look at her through my minds-eye I can still remember that she was about 5' 2'' tall (my height) and that she was wearing a flowered dress with short sleeves and a peter pan collar. The color of the dress was rather drab, like it had been laundered a thousand times. It was actually faded. The woman had short brown hair that looked like a perm that was a bit too curly. She had very clear skin and no wrinkles that stood out.(I wear contact lenses and without them my vision is very blurry, but she was close enough to my body that I could see her fairly well).

I sat up in bed, leaned on one elbow and reached my other hand out to her and pleaded with her not to leave. Well, she just looked at me and slowly began to float backward, rising a little bit as she drifted back and in an instant she disappeared through the wall of my room. I have never seen her again.

I wanted to know what this was all about! Was it a ghost that used to be in this house? Was I just dreaming? I wondered about her all day long. I could feel a bond between us that was neither familiar nor frightening. It felt comfortable. That night when I went to bed I asked if I could please be given the reason that I was with her.

I was told, again by impression, that I was going to classes at night while my physical body slept, and that part of the work I was involved in was ministering to suicide victims.

I am a psychiatric nurse and have the opportunity to talk to people who have tried to take their own lives and those who are seriously contemplating it as the only way out of their unbearable circumstances in this life. As a result of my lessons on the other side, I know that committing suicide will not alleviate the pain and despair that plague humanity. I can share with them that, based on my knowledge, they will continue to live in that same despair and pain until they reach the age that this life was supposed to end. It is the worst option they have. I think there may be times when they might be freed to do work to help others in their same plight after considerable "time" has passed. Since time is our limitation it is not the same on the Astral plane as it is here.

Two or three years later, I was a passenger in a car on the way to a class on Theosophy.I am in my physical body, awake, but have my eyes closed and kind of meditating. Suddenly I see in the area of my third eye an Angel. She is a profile; I can see her left side, she is an indescribable white. It is luminous and shimmering, a white I have never seen on this plane. Slowly she turned and looked at me full face. She took my breath away. She gazed into my eyes and I felt the most incredible love pour from her into me. She filled my whole body with love and tears began to flow from my still closed eyes. I was not aware of the others in the car and I made no noise. I was told that part of why I am here now on the planet is to help raise the consciousness of others to know that there is an Angelic Kingdom that is evolving along side of humanity's, and that soon the veil will be lifted so that we all can see them. All they want is for us to work in a co-creative partnership with them in creating our reality. They are here to help us and all we need to do is ask and learn to hear them answer.