Angels and Elementals

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REMINDER from Mano:

That which I ask of Barbara I ask of each of you—in your own way to be open to interacting with angelic and elemental worlds of nature.

REMARKS from Barbara:

This new call is laying the groundwork for the incoming golden age. I see the dross humanity is going through as the end of human dross and the beginning of the Golden Age.

REMEMBERING Mary Jane:

I love sharing Mary Jane’s beautifully succinct words with you as I quote what she put together for my memoir.

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Angels and Elementals

Blog #92

I am looking for the big picture hidden in the fold of the old story. In the middle of July, I signed up to participate in an 8-month program offered by the Findhorn Foundation. The program is to Create A New Story of Myth, Magic, and Miracles for my own life and then radiating out to support a new story for humanity. Before the first meeting, my house burned to the ground. So now creating a new story is for real physically, as well as mentally and emotionally. This coincidence helps me to move into the awareness that a larger picture is being revealed. Something big is happening. Looking at my New Story being one of Myth, Magic, and Miracles, I realize having a master gnome as teacher certainly fits into the realm of Myth. Last week Mano said he was going to focus his present teaching on the importance of interacting with Angelic and Elemental Kingdoms as we enter The Golden Age. This teaching opens possibilities and opportunities to open into the way of Magic and Miracles. The first teacher said, “miracles are merely science that has not yet been discovered.”  I wonder if magic is simply working with the angelic and elemental worlds of nature.

My first connection with angels and elementals happened long before I ever met Mano. It began when I recognize angel and elemental figures tucked into the abstract shapes I put together to create harmonious paintings. I was intrigued, cautious, and eventually fearful when I actually had the opportunity to relate, I was afraid. My fear shut the door as soon as the elementals opened a possible meeting.

Jim and I were sleeping in the Amphitheater parking lot years before we owned the land. I was cautious and curious seeing the gnomes in my paintings. With great confidence I asked to see an elemental while visiting the Amphitheater the following day. I woke up early in the morning hearing the chattering of little voices, I was aware a group of elementals were coming in answer to my request. I was terrified and my awareness of their presence immediately vanished.

Sometime during the first year I lived on the mountain I woke up one night hearing a voice in my head repeat over and over, “There once was a time a horrible time, there once was a time a horrible time”. I went to my computer and wrote each word as it came into my mind. I have created the book, The Burned Woman, which you can read on my website, telling that story. During the 300 years of inquisition when millions of people were killed, burned at the stake for having power, spiritual gifts, for relating with the non-physical world of angel and elemental.  That fear is still alive within the collective consciousness today. I am sad to say even though I have a loving relationship with my council, interacting with the spirits of the land, the companions that live in my house, once again the collective fear overshadowed my life when two years ago Mano told me a new family of angels wanted to work with me. I was delighted and said yes.  One night sitting in front of the fire I became aware of an angel by the fireplace, then felt two in the kitchen. I thought, “oh the angels are coming.” Then I became aware of one large angel standing beside me, and I am so sad to say, I was terrified. Everything immediately disappeared and they have not returned.

In 1985 Jim and I took one year traveling through Europe. Jim’s intention was to see what people were doing to bring peace in the world.  I created it as an extended Vision Quest to see what my next step on the spiritual path would be.

I am going to quote what Mary Jane wrote about this experience in my Spiritual Memoir, Living with the Spirits of the Land: 

“All through the trip I pondered the reality of angels and elementals. I carried a knowing and not-knowing conflicting energy within me. I had many visions of angels and started making drawings of the angel energy in the cities we visited. It was a constant push-pull between my heart that wanted to believe, and my mind that didn’t want to be wrong. Two things happened during the last week of our trip to help resolve this dilemma. While visiting the London Museum, I saw statues from ancient times of animals with wings. Looking at them, I felt peace flowing through my heart and mind. The ancient people clearly knew of angels; therefore, angels must be real.

During this year of travel, I began to notice little white pinfeathers on the path I was walking. Once I saw one floating through the air to land on a bench I was about to sit on. I continued to notice and wonder, then I finally recognized that angels were actually communicating with me. Once as I got into the car, I saw two pinfeathers on the roof…and was surprised to see them still there when we reached our destination. This angelic connection became a constant comfort and support as we traveled.

The day after we returned home, our year-old granddaughter went to emergency hospital having fallen on asphalt from the second story of her home.  On my way to the hospital I went to the Amphitheater and said out loud, “I can’t stay long I just wanted you to know what is happening to Suzanne. Please help her!” At that moment I noted what looked like a leaf floating from the top of the madrone tree on the other side of the Amphitheater, gently, gently, gently floating toward me. As it got close, I saw it was a small white pinfeather, I put out my hand and it landed in my palm. I knew the angels were there and that my granddaughter would survive. She did, and now is an adult with a beautiful family of her own.

The last night in England we stayed one final time at the Chalice Well Guest House in Glastonbury, England. I read in the founder, Wesley Tudor Pole’s, diary, “When the planet was first inhabited, angels, elementals, and humans worked harmoniously together.” That did it, my mind was finally at peace, I felt a call to also be open and work with angel and elemental beings.”

 Getting settled at home after our year of travel, Mano moved into action to get us to move to the mountain. One morning while sitting outside watching the stars leave and light appear, I heard the inner voice say, “Barbara, I do not need you in San Luis Obispo any longer. I need you on the mountain.”  We put our house on the market and one year later moved to Ben Lomond.  And now once again, 32 years later, I hear the call to work with angel and elemental beings as my new story of Myth, Magic, and Miracles.  This time it is to be a New Story free of collective consciousness’s fear and limitation.