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2007-04-16 08:00:04 · 11 answers · asked by Raven 5 in Society & Culture Religion & Spirituality

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I had a fibroid tumor that grew to the size of an 8 1/2 month size pregnancy. I knew I am allergic to all the medications because I had adverse reactions such as mild strokes in the years before to eureathamician and other drugs.
I had to put off the surgery and live with it for years...finally being homebound the last 2 years.
finally July 25, 1996 it pressed on my kidney and I went into kidney failure and shock. THEY GAVE ME 1 1/2 DAYS TO 3 DAYS TO LIVE,......They had to take it out not giving me more than a 43% chance of surviving the surgery, and with partial paralysis, complete paralysis, or dead as the alternatives.
Through all of this I never saw any visitors that I recognized that is...
But the antibiotics and pain killers caused brain damage and slowly I am loosing the left side of my body...and from mid chest up.
Before I started noticing symptoms of the brain damage, I was in Whole Foods in Plano Texas the first week in October 1996, . I went into the chair massage area to take a massage. As I came out, there was a young man approx 23, blonde, blue eyes, Scottish looking, tall about 67, solid and thick chested and thighs, but not muscle building type, just solid all over...Very friendly and chearful speaking. He had blue jeans on, a western cut type of shirt, western belt buckle, cowboy boots, and ...very out of place looking in Plano at the time. He was sitting there looking at the books as if he was waiting for a massage. As I came out and was paying, he got into a conversation with the massuse and myself about the book. He introduced himself and when he shook my hand it was like the whole universe came through his hand.
As we all stood there chatting, Approximately 8 other people came up and we all chatted for about an hour, all of them saw and spoke with him.
He questioned me a bit to get my reaction to things, such as telling me about a self help tape and to copy it and give it to my friends, and when I responded that I did not think to copy it, but to get them to buy it for the $10.00 because the original person did a lot of work on it, and copy right laws, and it was not ethical to go around someone's work.
He then seemed to cheer up and then started giving all of us some really good advice for life.
I then said, Oh I know who you are, you are one of those guardian angels.
He just started giggeling and something a foot above his shoulders started sparkeling. I just thought it was my eyesight or my own immagination.
The more he talked, I kept saying to him that I knew he was one of those guardian angels, and he would just giggle, and each time it would sparkle and get more and more solid above his shoulders. Finally I said, " And I can see your wings!" He just giggled and finally you could see them completely solid folded at rest.
They were PURE WHITE AND PURE SMOOTH like a dove's wings curved around the edges in the front, not a feather out of place, and completely white, no dirty edges, or rough edges like a birds gets dirty, just pure white, but at the front fold of the front of the wing there were 3 little feathers standing up.
He said his name translated to mean Little King.
I said, well I can see you with a crown, and he said,
no that is not me, that is the other guy,
As we all spoke and he gave us advice, there was one that did not seem to agree with what he was saying, and he just put a wall of energy a foot thick, from the floor to the ceiling, all the way from the front of the store to the back of the store between us, and that person seemed to just NOT SEE US AND LOOSE INTEREST, and people would walk up to that wall and walk along it, and behind it, up to where the other lady was, and work with her, and not realize they were being blocked away from our area.
Then he turned to all of us and started talkiing again, and looking DIRECTLY AT ME INTENTLY saying, DON'T LET THEM STOP YOU, DON'T LET THEM CUT YOUR REACH, DON'T LET THEM STOP YOU, DON'T LET THEM CUT YOUR REACH, over and over 5 times. I finally realized that if I didn't acknowledge him he would just keep saying it.
Out of the whole group, I was the only one who knew what CUT YOUR REACH MEANT....since I had just studdied a course that the definition was in....
Cut your reach means....Example: Someone is painting, and another walks up, and instead of admiring, starts yelling, look at the mess your are making, or look at how dirty your nails are, or WHY DON'T YOU STOP WASTING YOUR TIME, AND COME STUDY NURSING LIKE I AM...and the person gives up painting when they were so good that the people look like they are crawling out of the painting...
they had successfully cut their reach of bringing a message to the world of beauty or whatever ...
Cut your reach...you reach to hug a husband..and they push you away...you reach to show love and affection and they cut that reach...showing coldness...
a child reaches to hug...and you shove them away...and say..get to bed...but your reach...
You reach to learn a new course, and someone yells and keeps you upset while you are trying to study...they cut your reach of growing...and expanding...many ways to cut your reach...

But the guy with the wings...ANGEL...kept saying over and over...DON'T LET THEM STOP YOU, DON'T LET THEM CUT YOUR REACH...
When I acknowledged him lnd said, I got that, he then looked even more intently at me and said directly to me, AND DON'T GIVE UP.

He then stood up and like a western type of guy, shifted his pant belt, tucked in his shirt, and was walking around adjusting his pants and clothes, so tall, with those wings so huge, hanging down at rest, they came all the way to almost a foot from the floor.....so many people talked to him...but I guess I was the only one that could see his wings....
At that time, there was sterling jewelry selling where they had Cowgirl and Cowboy angel brooches,
I started laughing because I thought, well I guess they are right, there really are Cowboy Angels in reality.
Then he walked over to all those check out stands there at Wholefoods in Plano.......and started going through people's sacks of groceries...picking out piece by piece and looking at each one of them and making disgusted noises and dissapproval faces....throwing them back in the sacks....and the people could not see that he was going through the bags.......I just kept laughing because they could not see him, and his beautiful wings, all regal there, huge........for 1hr and 40 minutes total, he walked and talked to the 8 people there.

3 weeks later, I started showing the first signs of my brain damage, as my memory started to become like a patchwork quilt, people and places dissappearing.

I began to deterroriate, physically and mentally, all over...
but no Doctor in Dallas would admit there was anything wrong with me...trying to protect the doctors and pharmaceutical companies....
I finally found a doctor in Houston, a Dr. Gail Henry a Neurologist who told me what happened to me, and how long I had left about 3 months...
I was shutting down fast..as the damaged brain died, what it ran...died too...
She gave me my eyesight back in my left eye, and my paralyzed left finger and part of my arm, back in 4 months...
She is magnificient...
She gave a friend of mine who had fallen from a 4 story building..and was in a wheelchair for years...his body back in 16 days and out of the wheel chair and walking...
another lady with head to toe strokes...in 4 months...living by herself and taking care of herself...
with this new techonology that only 3 doctors west of the mississippi even knew about when I found her in June of 1997.
I can travel by myself, climb the pyramids of Guatamalla, run through airports with my luggage...carry my grandbabies...and play with them and take care of them...

I guess every time I go back to Whole Foods in Plano, I look for my angel, but have not seen him.
I think that If I do, there may be another horrible problem that he will be warning me about, and encouraging me to CARRY ON....AND NOT GIVE UP...
HIS WORDS KEEP ME GOING...THROUGH ALL OF THIS...
DON'T GIVE UP...

2007-04-16 10:03:20 · answer #1 · answered by dayze2 1 · 1 0

My No# is 444...strong scents like perfume, lights and white feathers, also money on the ground...Yes indeed I do believe this....

2007-04-16 08:06:45 · answer #2 · answered by Kerilyn 7 · 0 0

A never-ending acute pain, which Q-tipped my right index finger, yellow roses with the most beautiful smell and last but not least, the coming of the {HOLYPIRIT} in which all humans will bow toward the great [SUN] and no one will speak with cunning tongues, anymore.

2007-04-16 08:08:48 · answer #3 · answered by Anonymous · 0 1

They are usually white when they do come, and glow, they spark when they leave. The first time one came close, I smell the fragrances of flowers and oils. They came and brought to me and my son tenderness and comforting. I want them to come back more often.

2007-04-16 08:16:25 · answer #4 · answered by inteleyes 7 · 0 0

Balderdash

2007-04-16 08:03:34 · answer #5 · answered by cclleeoo 4 · 0 1

I've received a "Yield" sign, a "Merge Left" sign, and a "Speed Limit: 65" sign

2007-04-16 08:04:33 · answer #6 · answered by Anonymous · 1 0

I had a metal stop sign on my front lawn. Over-due bills put into my mail box. One time they sent me a dead cat on my porch. For my birthday, they sent me a nice skin cancer.

2007-04-16 08:18:58 · answer #7 · answered by Anonymous · 0 1

Absolutely none.

2007-04-16 08:02:44 · answer #8 · answered by Anonymous · 2 1

none of course

2007-04-16 08:15:59 · answer #9 · answered by The Tourist 5 · 0 0

endless e-mail spams...

2007-04-16 08:05:48 · answer #10 · answered by Fuku 3 · 1 1

What the hell are you on about?

2007-04-16 08:03:13 · answer #11 · answered by Anonymous · 1 1

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