Wednesday, July 3, 2013

(And the angel answering said unto him, I am Gabriel, that stand in the presence of God; and am sent to speak unto thee)



pro·phet·ic  
/prəˈfetik/
Adjective
  1. Accurately describing or predicting what will happen in the future.
  2. Of, relating to, or characteristic of a prophet or prophecy

Dream:  Monday July 1, 2013.
As I was drifting off to sleep, my arms alongside me, I felt a figure enter the bedroom from the hallway and approach me. My right arm was lifted off the bed and tugged at gently, as if to get my attention.  I thought it was my husband back from using the bathroom and rolled over to the other side, my back to the door and fell asleep.   

I stood on a wooden walkway over land, with buildings alongside. I was watching the sky, which was full of huge cumulonimbus clouds.  My mother was standing to my left.  Out of a cluster of clouds, a smaller cloud emerged, separate from the rest. It was silver and iridescent and glowing with light.  It glided smoothly across the sky, back and forth, gradually getting closer to where we stood. As it approached, I could make out a humanoid shape.  This shape had large wings that extended the entire length of its back, touching the ground.  The figure had a long thin horn in its hand, raised to it mouth. I turned to my mother and said “It’s the angel Gabriel, or maybe the Archangel Michael”. 



I awoke with a start, alert and shaken.  I felt as though electricity was running through me. I felt on edge.  

Tuesday morning I asked my husband about tugging on my arm. He said he never left the bed and it was not him. 

I was unaware there was an Archangel Michael. I knew of Gabriel but not much (consciously) about what his presence symbolizes. 

Gabriel جبريل , Archangel, the Divine herald. In art and literature Gabriel is mainly treated as the Angel of the Annunciation. Gabriel appeared to Zecharias, and to the Virgin Mary foretelling the births of John the Baptist and Jesus.  In the Annunciation he often carries a lily, properly the symbol of the Virgin. He is often represented on churches with trumpet raised and facing east, ready to proclaim the second coming of Christ.

 

The Archangel Gabriel appears as a mature male with long silver hair. Muscular in form and clothed in white/silver robe which shines in the light

The Tarot Card related to the Archangel Gabriel and the Moon is The High Priestess.  The High Priestess symbolizes the New Moon and the feminine creative forces, the influences behind impending changes and the ebb and flow of mundane and occult tides.




 In Kabbalah, Gabriel is portrayed as working in concert with Michael as part of God's court. According to Jewish mythology, in the garden of Eden there is a tree of life or the "tree of souls” that blossoms and produces new souls, which fall into the Guf, the Treasury of Souls. Gabriel reaches into the treasury and takes out the first soul that comes into his hand. Then Lailah, the Angel of Conception, watches over the embryo until it is born. 






According to new age beliefs, Gabriel is to be contacted on a Monday and is concerned with the announcements of pregnancy. Gabriel guides hopeful parents toward child conception or through the process of adopting a child. Gabriel gives strength and courage to these parents, and helps moms-to-be stay centered in blissful faith to create the best atmosphere for their baby.



Within all of the legends of birthing, Gabriel has been accredited as the angel who selects souls from heaven to be birthed into the material world and spends the nine months as the child is being developed informing the new person of what he or she will need to know on Earth, only to silence the child before birth by pressing his finger onto the child's lips, thus producing the cleft below a person's nose.

Gabriel is also the bringer of resurrection and the knowledge that nothing ever dies but simply changes to a different form and is born anew in other realms of existence. 




So, why does any of this mean anything to me?
 
Ever since I was a child, I have had an awareness of a male child in my life. When I was very little until I was in my lower teens, I used to “see” a woman, in a black high collared dress with a black bonnet holding out her hands to me.  Usually, she had a small male child hiding behind her skirts, peeking out at me.  


Some of you already know, I have always had experiences in this life.  They started out as a young child and seemed to culminate a few years ago when we lived on land once belonging to Thomas Jefferson (but that’s a whole different story I will same for next time!).  I believe because I have experienced firsthand (along with my husband and those close to me) supernatural things throughout my life and have concrete evidence. 

In 2009, while in Florence, Italy, a woman I didn’t know at the time came forward out of the blue and told me she sensed a male soul that was attached to me and was waiting for me to be ready (a baby waiting to be born to me). 

A close friend who has the gift of second sight told me during a meditation in June, that her and her husband sensed a male presence that seems to have had past lives with me and is determined to be with me again as my child in this present life.  During our last life together, he was my younger brother who very much wanted me to be proud of him but died young. He carries a need to finish the experience with me.  They felt as though has an artist’s nature-maybe of a painter.  This friend also informed me of a health issue that occurred with me a few weeks ago that I had only speculated to and did not share with anyone at the time.


Over the last few months, friends (some who may not even know they have the gift) have been coming out of the woodwork to tell me they have had dreams about me with a male child (blond haired/blue eyed) or pregnant with a male soul.  Other friends have told me they have been having “visions” of sorts with the same information and sensations.

Then after these recent conversations, I have this curious dream.  

Take what you will away from this. I only write to document my own thoughts, feeling and beliefs. I do not ask you to believe me. I do not expect others to have the same experiences as I have. I only ask you to listen with an open mind.

~Namaste



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