Angels Are People Too and Other Life Lessons
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I feel as though I have already crowded three lifetimes in the space of one. It appears that I have some time left-over, and I may have even started a fourth - - as a most improbable author. Writing a book was something I could not have imagined doing, particularly at this stage of my life. In explanation, I will simply say that I was "asked" to tell about my thirty-year relationship with the beings who some call Angels. I didn’t consider it a heavenly command, and I believe I could have gotten away with ignoring the request. But, I think it was a chore I was expected to complete. When I started the book, I had no intention of revealing all the personal experiences I had kept hidden for so long. "I HAVE DISCUSSED PSYCHIC PHENOMENA, GHOSTS, COMMUNICATING WITH ANGELS AND OTHER INCIDENTS WHICH OTHERS MAY NOT HAVE EXPERIENCED AND DO NOT UNDERSTAND." These are subjects that I had not even mentioned to my closest friends. After all the revelations I have made, I find I now have very few secrets left. I suppose I will even have to start owning up to my real age. I first became aware of my Angels during the most difficult time of my life. I was shocked to find that I could hear their voices. "OBVIOUSLY, SOMEONE WAS HEARING MY SILENT PRAYERS AND GIVING ME WORDS OF ENCOURAGEMENT AND, AT TIMES, EVEN A KIND OF ADVICE." I kept this to myself, for obvious reasons. I did not understand it at that time, but I had no intention of giving up the emotional support I was receiving. I have learned a great deal in the thirty years since I first talked to my Angels. I have come to think of them as The Guys. It is through prayer that we give Angels permission to come in; and, from what I understand, they weigh our motives and intentions. If we want their divine assistance, this is something we should keep in mind. I do not consider myself a psychic, but over the years I have been visited by friends who have died, usually soon after they crossed over. "FOR THE RECORD, THEY SOUND TO ME THE SAME AS THEY DID WHEN THEY WERE ALIVE." Even though we sometimes feel as though we are completely alone, there is the comforting thought that each of us has at least one Guardian Angel whose purpose is to help us achieve a higher level of awareness. Angels are our helpers, but they are also willing to teach us about the spiritual laws of life. The more we can learn, the more power we have over our own lives. However, ‘IT DIDN’T TAKE LONG FOR ME TO UNDERSTAND THAT ANGELS ARE NOT HERE TO ERASE OUR DIFFICULTIES OR OUR PAIN----.WHAT THEY DO IS MAGICAL, BUT THEY DON’T DO MAGIC." As an ordinary mother and grandmother, I make no special claims about myself. Perhaps one of the most important lessons for consideration is that if I can talk to Angels, anyone can talk to Angels. What one can do, all can do. I also hope I have been able to give reassurance that dying is nothing to be afraid of. It is just part of our present life and the start of another. Maybe next time you’ll get to be an Angel.
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About the Book
With the popularity of shows like Crossing Over with John Edwards, the idea of communicating with the dead is no longer just the terrain of spiritualists and con-artists. As more and more average Americans believe that there are multiple levels to life, as well as multiple lives to live, a fascination has arisen with the stories of those who are gifted with the ability to communicate with those who have passed. Any reader interested in this topic will be pleased to find ANGELS ARE PEOPLE TOO AND OTHER LIFE LESSONS. Davis’ book is engrossing reading because of both the spiritual messages she shares and the encounters with the "Other Side" she describes. She speaks with the authority of one who truly believes her own message. For the skeptic, there is no proof here that cannot be refuted in any of a hundred ways. One example of this is her discussion of hearing a friend whom she had religious differences with in life returning to tell her she was right. To a skeptic, this would merely be self-delusion. On the other hand, if Davis can, as she asserts, hear the dead when they are speaking, there could always be the possibility that her friend did, indeed, return to affirm her beliefs as correct. Davis’ book is fascinating on another level as well. Her evangelism is of the type that is most palatable to the average reader. She comes off as warm, occasionally humorous, and caring, without being hurtful or condescending. Her prose is straightforward and honest, lending her work as a whole a sense of sincerity as illustrated in this quote: "Every day I marvel that I have ‘The Guys’ as my unseen friends. They have shown inexhaustible patience and have been an important part of my life for a very long time. I believe the Angels’ sole purpose is to try to assist us. Since they want the very best for us, they will give as much help as we are willing to accept. As God’s messengers, Angels are the bridge between the two worlds, and I believe they are in attendance around us even more than I first thought. Because they never interfere with our choices, it is easy not to recognize their presence. They do not intrude even when they can see the course we are following is going to lead us into trouble, heartache, or both. If we listen closely, we might be able to hear them whispering the angelic equivalent of ‘Oh, dear’ as they watch to see what we are going to do next." While a committed believer of another religion may not be tempted to accept Davis’ work as a truth, her story is intriguing enough to cause questions in an open mind. There are a number of angel books available on the bookstore shelves today. Most, if not all, are predicated upon the belief that a Christian God has sent these spirits/souls/messengers to protect and to serve, rather like a celestial police force. Davis’ book differs for the primary reason that she believes everyone has the capability of becoming an angel. Add in a dose of reincarnation and some karmic influences to help the average human get there, and it just may be a possibility.
About the Author
I was a teenaged bride, married the day after my husband’s graduation from medical school. We had three children by the time I was twenty-three. Despite the six years of surgical residency and very little income, there was one thing I knew I could always count on – my children and I would always be well taken care of. I had a mental picture of myself as June Cleaver, television’s perfect person and homemaker on her way to the grocery store in hat and white gloves. I had no misgivings about the future, knowing as I did that my family would always be safe and secure. God had other plans. I had always been most comfortable staying in the background, avoiding the spotlight, and letting others do the ground-breaking. That also was about to change. In my social circle of doctors and their wives, divorce just "wasn’t done." I didn’t even know anyone who had been separated. Yet, that is where I found myself after twenty years of marriage. My friends disappeared, and I seemed to be alone in a whole different world. I learned later that some of my friends’ husbands were so threatened by the divorce that that they instructed their wives to have nothing to do with me. My ex-husband cut back on his medical practice, which resulted in very little alimony and almost no child support. I lost the life-style and all the material luxuries I had grown accustomed to; and, in the role of designated breadwinner, I was also faced with the beginning of four years of college expenses for my youngest son. I had not been in the workplace during all the years I was married, but I found a job as secretary/receptionist with a large company. That remained my job title for five years despite the fact that I was also unofficially acting as a salesperson. My efforts to be named as a "legitimate" salesperson were considered unladylike and inappropriate. Eventually, I was accepted as the first woman saleswoman in the company, although "tolerated" would be a better description than "accepted". I worked very hard, and my sales volume grew into the millions of dollars, although my salary did not grow proportionately. I understand I was one of the very first women to bring an equal-pay discrimination suit against a Fortune 500 company, resulting in a two-day federal jury trial. At the time there were no legal experts in this field, and I won the lawsuit with the help of my divorce attorney. I planned to continue working for the company until I was ready to retire, a which time I expected to be financially secure. Shortly thereafter, the company was unexpectedly sold to one of our competitors and everyone was discharged. The rug was once again pulled neatly out from under me and I was given the "opportunity" to start all over again. My commercial cleaning company has now been in existence for thirteen years. My middle son, Gary, helped me with the business and worked with me for several years before he died unexpectedly of a heart attack. I have had time to reflect on everything that has taken place during these past years. My life has been different – and a little more difficult – than I thought it would be. I would not want to have to relive everything I experienced, but I give thanks every day for what I have learned from it. I am stronger and I am wiser. It wasn’t quite what I had in mind thirty years ago, but it turns out that I have been on the right path all along.