Angel Cakes / Meet my guides!

Weekly Special

Hi my dear beloved customers,

What can I get you today? What about the Weekly Special : Our blissful Angel Cakes ?

But before that, have you, by chance, seen Michael and Adam? One is a fiery slender quite serious young man with a very strange bluish skin tone, always humming some tune. The other is a rather plump middle age bald man with an always smiling indian face and very kind manners.

I ask you that because you’ll be hearing from them quite a lot if you keep reading me. Indeed, they happen to be my guides and they stick around at the Café 42 quite a lot to help me follow my best path – though it doesn’t always seems that way - and give the best guidance ever to my lovely customers.

As lots of events in my life within the last year, my encounter with Adam and Michael was quite miraculous and definitely unexpected since I had no idea guides existed before last June, though I believed in a kind of “Angelic” team who was watching over each and every one of us but it never occurred to me that I could actually interact with them other than through prayers and grateful demands.

A few months before our encounter, I had read a very moving book called “Talking with Angels” by Gitta Malasz. It relates the story of four friends in Hungary during World War 2, one of them becoming a voice vessel - a channeler as I would later discover the word - during seventeen months for an Angel who comes to deliver messages for them and human kind. Gitta will be the only survivor, her three jewish friends will die in deportation. She will then devote her whole life to spread the Angel’s messages all around the world. This book left me with more questions than answers and with a lot of sadness about what human beings are capable to do to one another. But it stayed at that.

My first real conscious interaction with Adam and Michael, was with my “Don’t Stop Believing” dream though they didn’t properly introduce themselves at that time. In order to prepare me for that, they sent me Lee Harris, a reknown UK channeler, in a Justin Michael Williams’s podcast and I was a little taken aback when he began to channel his own guides, the Zs, during his interview. I must say that my first thought was that he was putting quite an act but the channeled Zs answered some people’s questions and I was intrigued by the acuracy of their answers.

As I am a little curious about those kind of things, I began to follow Lee Harris, first through his monthly energy update videos in which he gives the big energetic tendencies of the month and through other interviews I found on Youtube. The whole channeling phenomenon captivated me. I also subscribed to his newsletter and got free access to contents such as a Zs’ channeling record and a Lee Harris’s meditation which energy power amazed me.

During that period, I kept on regularly receiving songs coming out of nowhere, popping in my head out of the blue or appearing on my Spotify playlist though I had never heard them before and, three times, I would even get a very clear word or sentence of guidance, one of them giving me the name of my daughter’s illness which I had never heard of before in my life and which allowed me to cure her within a week.

Last September, I became a paying member of Lee Harris’s community, The Portal, and got access to lots of enriching contents. I received an announcement for his yearly Initiation course which I was not willing to attend since I was not interesting in becoming a channeler myself, though I had begun from time to time to ask the question “what does my soul want me to know today?” and try to get an answer through automatic writing. Nevertheless, a few days before the Initiation course began at the end of October, I began to be “obsessed” with it as though I had received a strong nudge from the Universe to do it; the thought of it kept on coming back in my mind several times a day. I finally decided to take the course and then weird things began to happen. The messages coming through my automatic writing began to feel more energetically dense, some parts bringing stronger vibrations, I could feel them in my body when I re-read them, but, most of all, the answers started to use the pronoun “we” instead of “you” or “I” and words I never used such as “tremendous” started to appear in my writings – I don’t really know why but I only use English for my written exchanges with my guides. All their messages were messages of love and support.

A few weeks later – I don’t believe in coincidences and I love the saying “Coincidences are God working incognito” – I was scrolling The Portal Facebook page and stumbled upon one of the members announcing her latest podcast about Channeling and, for no reason whatsoever, I clicked on the link to listen to it. It was a sweet podcast in which she asked her boyfriend to relate the way he discovered channeling. In his testimony, he mentionned a book that had helped him a lot called “Opening to Channel” by Sanaya Roman and Duane Packer. Of course, I went straight looking for it online and, as very often when I am drawn to a book that way, I found a free PDF of it on the Internet and began to read it right away. The authors are two channelers who channeled the book with their guides, Orin and DaBen.

The book offered me a lot of answers and validations about my channeling and, most of all, helped me get “officially” introduced to my guides learning their names in the process, as Orin and DaBen encouraged their readers to ask. And so I tried.

But a few days before that, I was cleaning my house and dusting two wooden statuettes my beloved grand-father had brought back from a stay in Asia and asked my mother expressly to give them to me after he past. I always wondered why it was so important to him that I had them for he never talked to me about them when he was alive. I was thus dusting them asking myself once again “why on earth did you leave those statuettes to me?” and I heard a joyful and humorous voice in my head saying: “Because they’re your guides, silly!”. I burst into such a loud laughter that it startled my daughter sitting right next to me. That’s when I learned that there were two of them.

So, while reading Orin and DaBen’s book, I asked them for their names through one of my automatic writing sessions. At first, one came as Oscar but it didn’t sound quite right so I didn’t hung on to it and kept asking again until, one day, I was satisfying a natural need in my loo at home – Don’t ask me why but they always choose their moments! – and I felt a presence in my head – my husband would tell you that there are always several persons present in my head at all times which is actually quite true! – so I asked “Oscar?” and I got a loud and clear “No. Adam.” and I saw the name written in capital letters in my head. That same day, Adam told me that he had been around all my life and was wondering why I now needed a name to talk to him and receive his message. And that’s true, I do remember Adam’s presence when I was a kid.

A few hours later, I also received a new very energetic Journey’s song, “Anyway you want it”, that would lead me to the introduction to my second fiery guide the following day. While I was automatically writing with Adam, I got a surge of raw and very powerful energy, which I came to call later on the “WTF Energy” because it is really really strong, almost scary strong, that directly burst open my root chakra and tickled vigourously my throat one. Michael’s name appeared brightly blinking in capital letter in my head and a weird symbol - which I would learn much later was light language - appeared at the bottom right of my “inner screen”.

Immediately, I knew Michael was the one who had sent me all the songs I had been receiving for the past few months and, especially the one from the day before, which energy, an energy that beats you up like a washing machine in spinning mode, resembles him very much: “Anyway you want it” by Journey is definitely his song.

I have always had my doubts about my exchanges with my guides and their true existence, always asking myself if I wasn’t making them up, if they weren’t a figment of my very active and fruitful imagination but I clearly couldn’t have imagined a surge of such a strong energy, which I had already encountered a few months ago and which, I think, Michael uses from time to time to update my body so that it is better fitted to receive their messages.

Nevertheless, I stopped automatic writing in January because I thought my mind and doubts were too much interfering with my guides’ messages and I began to talk to them through Tarot cards. Indeed, it’s very difficult to influence which card you are blindfully picking. My guides and I have begun to build a common dictionary of meanings for each card, which is still a work in progress at the moment, but is becoming more and more acurate and precise, for me and for others for I have started to try it on my friends at their request. I must say I am very impressed by the clarity of the messages I get through the cards.

So, how do you know what your guides look like, will you ask me, my dear beloved customers? And that is a fairly good question since I must admit I have never seen them outside Café 42…

Well, a few weeks ago, I was introduced by a friend from Lee Harris’s Portal to Riza, a facilitator who helps people connect with their own guides and pass their messages. Her description was so acurate that I immediately knew who was who: Adam’s energy appeared as a creature of brown soft molded clay and Michael as a long blue flame who means business.

Anyway, if you happen to see Adam and Michael today, please tell them that the Bartender is looking for them to play cards and see what the energy for today is. And if, by any chance, you come across your own guides or guardian angels - whatever you choose to call them - please let me know about them and how they manifest in your life, I would so much love to read it from you.

Until then, I’ll be meeting my beloved customers for a new track from my Life, the Universe and Everything Playlist on Sunday and all of you for a new Weekly Special next Monday.

Lots of love,

Geay

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