Do you believe in Angels?

Coming from an engineering background whenever someone said "there's an Angel in the room" I was very sceptical and would roll my eyes and think it was all a bit pink and fluffy!
I was in a home development group when a massive powerful entity unlike anything I had ever experienced before descended to blend with me and I can tell you the uplifting power was incredible, undulating waves of pure power, it was euphoric, it was pure love coursing through me. I could hear one of the sitters say "bloody hell his skin is starting to glow in the dark", they all agreed. No one spoke afterwards, one lady just said "was that what I think it was?".

Six months later I was in a development group that did a bit of everything, during the meditation that huge powerful energy came in again, it opened my eyes and looked around the room. The lady running it nearly fell off her chair when it looked deep into her soul. She announced to the whole room "if anyone notices that Peter's eyes have gone completely black, don't panic, it's just his angel with him..." I thought stupid woman, what is she talking about!

A few months later I was asked to join a trance group in Hereford that sat purely for development. Hereford was a long way from home but my friend and I took it in turns to drive. It was run by a husband and wife couple called Nicky and Peter. Nicky would sing an amazing meditation and it was like nothing I had ever heard before. Not only did she have a beautiful voice but she sang really powerfully and channelled the sounds she made, which I can only describe as a mixture of Red Indian and Alien... a kind of beautiful wailing /chanting! This amazing sound would really lift you high, fill you with joy and take you deep within yourself. On the second or third time I went, I began to feel that incredibly powerful energy starting to blend with me again and I found myself standing up with my arms spread wide. It was like electricity coursing through my body, my arms were humming with the energy, vibrating energy running up and down them . They opened my eyes and I found myself looking down at Peter, he visibly recoiled and stammered “Wow I've never seen anyone channel an Angel before, What is your name?” My mouth opened and a deep gravelly voice said in 3 syllables “Az Ray El”, I remember thinking 'what was that, what did he say'? The nearest I could think was Ezekiel, I wasn't quite sure what he'd said. The energy stayed with me for a few minutes longer and then went. It took me a while to get my breath and was shaking like a leaf and sweating profusely for about 10 minutes afterwards.

The group consisted of 6 people and over the weeks we all took turns channelling in trance. They were mixed in their development levels, which yielded messages and evidence from both relatives and guides.
I suggested to a friend of mine called Mandy that she came along and sat with us for the experience. She duly came along and that powerful energy came in again and spoke through me to some of the group about the bigger picture stuff (more of that later in the recordings). At the end of the session, Mand wouldn't look me in the eye, in fact all of the way home she would not engage in conversation and gave me yes / no answers? I was puzzled by this and she refused to speak with me again from that moment on?

It was about 6 months later that I joined Carol Green's trance development group. Carol is a fantastic medium with an amazing connection to her guides. To start with I was all over the place allowing spirits to rapidly blend their energy with me, effectively jumping in whenever they felt like it. This would alter my breathing and leave me shaking and sweating at the end. Carol soon put a stop to that!
I discovered this rapid energy change is not good for the body and many trance mediums end up with diabetes and or pancreatic cancer. Carol asked my guides to slow the blending down and look after me better and protect my body. The blending became much less dramatic, I think initially there was a degree of me needing to feel that change in order to go with what was happening. The sessions went well and I was able to channel guides and relatives allowing them to speak through me to the rest of the group.

Carol also ran trance weekends and would set up a cabinet up for the attendees to have a whole day of blending and getting into the energy on a deeper level. It was at one of these weekends, about a year after the Hereford experience, that the next piece of Angel evidence occurred.
We had to do an exercise where you asked your guardian Angel, gate keeper or main guide or whoever it was for you, to draw close and then step away again. We had to repeat this process several times until you could start to really feel the presence of them with you when they drew close. During this process I suddenly had a full on vision!

I became aware of a black winged creature, about twenty foot tall, muscular and powerful. It had wings for arms and stood behind me and wrapped them around me. I was puzzled, if this was an Angel why was it jet black? I had always perceived Angel to be white with white feathers like the movies. However I did feel completely safe, I used a lesson Carol had taught me and asked God to send a beam of light down and ask the Angel to stand in the light. It did and laughed at me, it then stood behind me and wrapped its wings around me! I thought, what the heck, I don't remotely care whether it's black or white - so long as it's looking after me.

I still didn't really believe in Angels at this point. People would always be saying something like “oh there's an Angel in the corner of the room” and I always thought they were a bit 'pink and fluffy' and seeing whatever they wanted to see. I couldn't sense an angelic presence standing in the corner myself!

A year or so later one of my friends told me about a place called the Bristol Spirit Lodge in Clevedon. I contacted Christine, the lady that ran it, and asked if I could attend a session. Chris asked me to pop over for a cup of tea so that she could vet whether she thought my energy was suitable for the group. Whilst we were chatting her trance medium turned up by chance for a cup of tea also! Being a believer that there are no such things as coincidences, Chris asked Emily if she would like to sit right then and there.

I witnessed a very extraordinary thing. This lady was around twenty years old, she sat in the cabinet in a very darkened room with just a very dim red light on and I could barely see my hand in front of my face, she then started making the most alarming throat clearing noises that I have ever heard. It was a cross between a growl and hiss and it went on for about 10 – 15 minutes clearing her throat. Then a very deep man's voice started to form and talk to us. He introduced himself as Arthur Findlay and told me there was much work for me to do and indicated some powerful forces were in play and talked to me about starting my own trance group.

It was probably another year after that, when I was sitting in a development group practising platform mediumship (giving messages to each other) when a diminutive Irish woman that I had never met before was suddenly overshadowed and started to give me a proper telling off. Wagging her finger at me she started saying “you need to get on with it and start that trance group and your Angel is waiting to work with you”.

There it was again I thought, right I have to get to the bottom of this Angel thing. When I got home I thought I would do a more extensive search around Angel Azekiel. I typed in ‘Archangel Az…’ and Google auto-filled the search box with ‘Arc Angel Azrael!!!!’

I stopped dead in my tracks, it was like getting electric shocks... I realised that was the name that came out of my mouth in Hereford. I read on...

Azrael is the oldest of the Angels and the closest to God, also known as the Angel of Death, he is completely black and commonly works with mediums taking spirits across to the other side...

Every line I read was an epiphany, a huge realisation moment, it felt like an electric shock that physically jolted me with every line I read. My head was reeling, all of those little bits of information that I had never correlated before, suddenly adding up to irrefutable proof for me. I rang Mandy immediately, right then and there and explained what I had just discovered... “Thank God for that” she said, “I had seen a black winged creature with you in Hereford and thought it must be demonic, that's why I didn't want to speak to you again”! Yet another piece of proof!