>Angels: do they exist?

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Do angels exist? This is a question I have grappled with for the entirety of my life. I’m not sure why I struggle with that question so much when there is no doubt in my mind that God exists. I do not, however, view God in the way that most Christians do. God, to me, is a universal life force, a mother and a father to all of us, male, female, always loving and there to give us guidance while allowing us free will both here on Earth and in the afterlife. Reincarnation also fits in with my belief in God, but that’s a topic for another day. Right now we are talking about angels.

I think my issue is not so much whether angels exist at all but what the definition is for their existence and function. People seem divided on what they are exactly. Some define angels as loved ones who have passed away and look after us and protect us from the afterlife. Some define angels as an entirely separate species created by God outside of the sphere of the human race. Some don’t believe angels exist at all. Some simply lump all spiritual beings into the two categories of human spirits and inhuman spirits. There are so many different ideas of what angels are that it’s easy to get confused. I’m still confused, but I’ve had a few recent experiences that are leading me to believe a few things about the nature of this creature called the angel.

Admittedly, I have not relied on spirit beings as much as I should in the development of my intuitive abilities, managing my life, managing my energy, and so forth. I tend to be very stubborn in taking everything into myself and trying to control my own flow of energy. Not seeking help from higher powers has been destructive at times in my life. I have had two major mental breakdowns in ten years as a result of doing readings and communicating with entities while not properly clearing out my energy or asking for protection or healing when I needed it. I’m a very proud person and asking for help has always been a sticky thing that I view as weakness. When you live with one foot here and one foot in the “other world”, as I was told as a child, being too stubborn to see your own frailty is a dangerous thing. I don’t think I could make myself seek help from spiritual beings that may or may not exist. That was the root of it. I believe in ghosts because I’ve seen them. I believe in reincarnation because I’ve experienced it. Until recently, I had never seen an angel. I’ve never seen a UFO, Bigfoot, nothing like that, and I struggle to believe in things I can’t see or experience.

Fast forward to earlier this year when I was in the midst of my most recent mental breakdown. I had gotten to the point where I couldn’t go very far away from my own house because I had lost control of my abilities and every person I encountered brought all of their spiritual baggage with them. Out of concern, one of my best friends suggested I try going through some spiritual cleansing with someone she knew who had years and years of experience in these things. I agreed but I was skeptical. She led me through guided meditation over the phone and often called on Archangel Michael, Archangel Gabriel and a few others. Something in me balked at calling on angels when we all have control of our own souls but I went along with the meditation and her visualization exercises. Anything was worth a try.

She called on Archangel Michael to create a protective shield around me and in my meditative state, I saw an androgynous looking figure in white and blue robes doing something around me. Typically in my meditative state, I only see blackness unless something is happening. Later, she called on Archangel Gabriel to help clear out my energy so that I can speak my messages from the other side more clearly. Again, another androgynous looking figure came into my field of vision except his robes were a bit different and his hair was different. A third androgynous figure came along who I understood to be the healer (Raphael?) and he touched parts of my body that had been giving me trouble for a long time. I understood that my relief was a temporary respite because I had things to learn from coping with daily physical trials. These three figures had no wings. Their clothing had no particular historical style. They did their work in silence, save for communication through energy without words. They were much bigger than me and looked human but seemed neither male nor female to me. The names by which we call them are creations of mankind and they understand that but I don’t think they really have names.

I came out of that session feeling lighter, relieved and rejuvenated. I was told not to use my intuitive gifts for three days in order to give myself a chance to heal. I interpreted it as I had injured myself and I was basically to go on spiritual bed rest to get better. I decided it wasn’t a good idea to go against the advice of the other side through my mentor so I obeyed and stayed quiet for three days going through basic meditations and rest to put myself back on the right track. I started calling on Archangel Michael for protection after the period of rest and I found that it worked. I felt stronger in my work.

Was I really touched by angels or was it something by the power of suggestion? I wasn’t sure for a long time but I still remember the event very clearly and I usually forget things fairly quick. Also, the power of suggestion would not have lasted this long. I still call on them for help and I still feel immediate relief. In a way, I suppose I do believe angels exist after all. However, I disagree that people who died became angels. Angels are not human and never have been human. They’re an entirely different spiritual species from humans. There is no way those figures I encountered were ever human. People can argue that their deceased loved ones have protected them, so therefore, they must be angels now but I feel that spirits of deceased loved ones definitely have the ability to guide and protect. Angels just do it on a much larger scale with much more power and influence.

Basically, I’m a skeptical believer in angels. I believe human spirits are human spirits and angels are a totally different species.

How do you feel? What has been your experience with angels? Do you believe?

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Why testing psychics is bad

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Oy. I’m having one of those, “Why do I even bother?” moments that so many people have every day in their jobs, hobbies and pursuits. I realize, however, that not everyone is blessed with the gift of common sense or the ability to reasonably look into a subject before making an assumption. There is a lesson in everything. So rather than throw my hands in the air, grumble and stomp my feet, I’m going to make this situation into a lesson for more people.

This evening I received a very short message amounting to another psychic telling a person that he or she is the reincarnation of a Confederate spy that died in the war. Then I was told to guess the spy.

Pause for a deep cleansing breath.

I didn’t answer the message. Frankly, I wasn’t in the mood to play a guessing game. I instead posted on my Facebook status for other people thinking about doing the same thing to other psychics:

FYI, testing the psychic doesn’t sit well with most of them. Don’t go into a conversation or a reading with the idea that you’re going to make them guess or trip them up. It creates bad energy.

This is absolutely the truth. The act of conducting any type of psychic reading whether it’s communication with deceased loved ones, discovering past lives, healing illnesses, clearing chakras, reading tarot cards, etc., etc., is all based on the exchange of energy. It’s actually a rather intimate act. It requires a certain level of soul vulnerability for the best results. The client’s energy has to be open and free flowing to the reader, while the reader’s energy has to be open and free flowing to receive the client’s energy as well. So when you ask a psychic a question that requires use of the energy exchange to answer and your intent is to trick the psychic or anything except pure intentions, you will block your own energy. You will sabotage yourself. You will also harm the psychic because the harder the reading is, the more energy is used. It’s difficult to manage our energy as it is without people treating this like a parlor trick or a game. That’s why I don’t play guessing games with people just looking to see if I get it right or wrong.

A little while after I posted that status, I got another message announcing who the person was in their previous life according to the other psychic. There was also an insinuation laced with negativity that I’m not really Fanny Chamberlain because any real psychic knows they can’t read themselves, thereby also insinuating that I’m not really psychic. Trust me, sometimes I wish I wasn’t.

Pause for another cleansing breath.

Before I could respond, said person made use of their block button. I’m posting my response now, should that person ever come across this blog.

That conclusion did not come from reading myself. It came from spontaneous past life memories beginning as a toddler, followed by investigation as an adult to verify those memories, which is a common and accepted phenomena in reincarnation studies. I urge you to get to know my case before assuming that I read myself because I did not. People cannot read themselves, as you pointed out. Additionally, getting to know my case would show that I resisted it for years and never wanted it. I have been through hell and back with it. I apologize for any offense I have made but your first message rubbed me the wrong way, as it would anyone in my profession. It isn’t a guessing game to me. If you didn’t mean it that way, that’s one thing, but if you did, please reconsider before you approach other psychics in that way. Most don’t like feeling tested.

Indeed, I did not read myself. It’s a gross assumption that I did because I have always been very open about my reincarnation case since I came out with it. Anyone who has spent more than a week in my life probably has the full story. If they don’t, they can ask. If they don’t, they can read my zillions of blog posts out there on my previous lives, or better still, read the book that I wrote in order to help the very people that test my patience sometimes. Making assumptions with a negative attitude is not at all acceptable in this case when there is so much information to the contrary out there.

Moral of the story?

Testing psychics is a bad idea and puts them in bad moods.
Education should always come before assumptions.
Practice safe energy exchanges!

Just in case there are any lingering doubts about my reincarnation case, please read about my case on the Historical Figures Reincarnated website for free, or purchase my book, Unveiled: Fanny Chamberlain Reincarnated, on most major online retailers.

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>My own death and funeral

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Incidentally, this is my 100th blog.

By happenstance, I came across a blog called Pine Grove Cemetery of Brunswick, Maine (click here to view the blog). She writes about interesting people, history and oddities found at Pine Grove Cemetery, which, incidentally, is where one of my former bodies is buried. Even if you don’t know anyone buried there, the history is so interesting and it’s all very well researched. I highly recommend checking out the blog, after you read mine, of course!

Back in July, they apparently posted the newspaper articles and obituary of my former self, Fanny Chamberlain – also spelled Fannie. I had never seen the obituary or the articles in their entirety, so this was a treat for me. I know, that sounds strange. As a genealogist, I know very well that some of the best unknown information about people can be found by looking at their obituaries and newspaper articles about them. Even though the newspapers got some facts wrong, they give researchers a direction to hunt. So as a genealogist, I got excited when I saw “new” articles about Fanny that I hadn’t yet seen in their entirety. As the woman herself, obviously I never got to read these things because I had passed away when they were printed.

I don’t want to repost things that don’t belong to me, so please go read Frances Adams Chamberlain: Death & Funeral before you go any further with reading my blog.

Go on. I’ll wait.

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Done?

Admittedly, it was a little eerie to read my own obituary, news article and eulogy, but the truth is, a certain amount of detachment comes after you leave a life behind and resolve its lingering issues, so it’s not that traumatizing to read those things. I tend to look for parallels between Fanny and me when I come across new things as opposed to allowing any emotional attachment to a body no longer in use. Also, I was 80. You bet your life I was ready to die. I was stuck in an old, broken body and ready to move on to heaven for a much needed break. This is not to say I believed in reincarnation at that time. It simply means that when you reach a certain age, meeting God isn’t such a scary thing, especially when you know illness, pain and suffering will be things of the past. My children were grown, my husband was mostly secure; it was time for me to exit stage left and any lingering I might have done was to try and comfort him.

One thing about the news article struck me in particular:

In speaking of her a friends said: “Mrs. Chamberlain had a fund of funny stories and of quaint sayings. She was young and bright in spirit, even to her last. She was cultured and intellectual and an artist in painting as well as in music. But better than all her versatile talents was her dear, true strong, loving heart.”

Aside from my obvious reaction of, “Haha, people would probably describe me the same way today, especially the funny stories and quaint sayings,” I noticed that this description was in stark contrast to the way Fanny’s granddaughter, Rosamond, talked about her. The image historians have of Fanny today being cold, bitter, vain, unable to love, etc., etc., are due, in large part, to Rosamond. It’s interesting how different people saw Fanny in such different ways. It’s basically the same with me today. Most people either view me as cold and vain or loving and intellectual. As Fanny went on with her life doing things her way, being stubborn and true to her own values, so do I today in my present lifetime. Any hurt feelings I experienced over being misunderstood were basically kept hidden in private in my lifetime as Fanny and I find that I operate in the same way today, unless I get pushed too far. A temper is something I’ve struggled to control since long before my name was Jessica or Fanny.

Another section of the article that struck me was this:

Then to the time Mr. Chamberlain was made president of Bowdoin College when she was still “the same little Fannie Adams,” and the students came to her with their joys and sorrows, wrong doings and love affairs. Whatever happened, she always took the part of the student, being almost a mother to them.

Not only was this an aspect of Fanny’s personality largely ignored by historians, being mother to people beyond her own children, but it is something that has carried over in me today. Additionally, I have repeatedly said for years that I feel like “mother to the boys” whether it’s the soldiers who fought under Lawrence or any other young people associated with him. I still mother people today and “take their part”, especially with my work as a past life reader. I usually end up being a counselor to people about everything from – you guessed it – joys and sorrows, wrongdoings and love affairs. This solidifies my belief that who we are at our core will not change. Our personalities and feelings may bend here and there with the winds of change but the core of the soul and its nature remains as steadfast and solid as a boulder. It’s been in my nature for a long time to care for people and be a support system for them.

Two songs were mentioned in the article about the funeral. One was Sun of My Soul and the other was The Land of the Leal. It seems that Sun of My Soul was one of Fanny’s favorite songs. Before I went to hunt for it on YouTube, I took a moment to consider my impression of the song, having not heard it in this life. I thought it might have been something along the lines of How Great Thou Art, which is the type of hymn I’m most attracted to, being melodic, lovely and sentimental. I expected I would have thoroughly adored melodic, lovely songs when I was Fanny too. I looked up Sun of My Soul and I found it to be exactly that. Here is a clip of a woman on YouTube playing the song.

As for The Land of the Leal, something told me that was Lawrence’s doing, although there’s no way for me to be sure. He chose songs that dealt with things on more of an epic scale in spirituality. His writings were so full of spirits and preserving memories that I expected a song of his choosing to be themed with love, preservation, the oneness of spirit, and so forth. This song is about someone who is dying but knows they’ll see their great love in the hereafter, the Leal. It’s a song that tries to achieve immortality through love, which, in my opinion, screams Lawrence even though he liked to joke that he didn’t enjoy silly sentimental songs. I found some Scottish band that sang the song on YouTube. The singer explains the song a bit before singing and there’s some funny talk about Shamu but just skip ahead to the song.

I’m not sure if anyone will find this blog interesting except me. That’s okay. I was having sensory overload today and I needed to collect my thoughts in a written format. I want to close with a quote from Fanny’s eulogy that hits very close to home.

Immortality is an experience like love, or marriage, or any other part of the life lived by reasonable beings. It is not a deduction, for arguments crumble to pieces and fall like a house of cars, but it is an experience, an achievement, an attainment. Some accomplish immortality in this world, and are already passed from death unto life, but others, perhaps most people, learn its meaning, and feel its power only in the world to come. They move on into brightness, while we watch the departing glow.

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