Patron Angel of Peace and Calmness
Archangel Chamuel is a protector for the earth from lower bound energies. I call upon Chamuel, when I need help for peace and tranquility in my life, in the world, seeking a spiritual soul mate relationship, and career transitions.
The key is to ask yourself how can I serve; see yourself swirling in a cloud of white light with expansive unconditional love. Breathe in and exhale, the words center, calm, peace, and love. You will feel Archangel Chamuel’s kind, loving sweet energy. Love is always around you and you do not have to search for it.
...at Bedtime: hand everything over
to the Angels for the night--every
problem, worry and concern, as well
as every good work, intention and
plan we hold dear.
Patron Angel of the Clergy
In 1996, I lost my daddy, Nick Szabo to a heart attack. At the time I was living in Atlanta. I was married and had two small children, ages seven and four. My father lived in Las Vegas and was finishing up a custom home that he built at the time of his death. Mikal, my brother was devastated; he had planned on working side by side with my daddy in the construction business, building custom homes together. It was a shock to all of us and unexpected, as death always is.
I have the gift of a psychic to be in tune with my close loved ones whenever something would go wrong, or is in danger. I would follow up on my intuition.
Relationships have there ups and downs, expectations, motivations, not knowing how the other partner is going to react or think. Moody, uncertain, anticlimactic, euphoric, and an ever-ending rollercoaster ride, which is human nature.
So what on earth does this have anything to do with Angels? When I first embarked on my own spiritual journey, I was questioning the probability of the existence of Angels. Could it be possible that Angels existed? And what on earth was an Angel anyway. Do you have the same kind of relationship with a human being as an Angel?
Patron Angel of all those in the field of medicine --
by Desiree Szaabo --
A story of healing. Have you ever dealt with aging parents? This particularly situation is close to my heart. I received a call on August 31st at the assisted living facility where my mom had been residing. She had fallen twice in her room in the past two weeks, in the middle of the night. The graveyard-nursing shift had been making their usual rounds and had found her on the floor.
It is a shocking sight to see your loved one, bruised up with cuts. I asked the caregivers on duty how could we as children of our parents prevent this from happening again. My mom just did not seem her usual cheerful joyful self. She could not remember simple questions that I addressed to her such as what day is it? Or what year it was. She seemed confused. Her eyes did not have the usual spark or twinkle in it. There was a glaze that had not been there before. She started to nod off in her chair and fall asleep.
I asked Archangel Raphael and myself what on earth was happening to my mom. She had lost her will to live. She seemed to be deteriorating. She seemed so child like. The assisted living facility caregivers and I decided to take action and set up an appointment with her family doctor. Her doctor told me that it was old age as well as the body’s organs starting to shut down. I asked myself how was I supposed to again help my mom. I asked Source and Archangel Raphael for help regarding my fears, worries and concerns for my mom’s well being. I examined in my mind over and over again, my relationship as a daughter to my mom, as well as my duty to her for the best health care possible.
The hardest part for me was when the office manager informed me that she was being admitted to the hospital. She was not eating and just wanted to sleep. In the hospital she kept on saying over “no more mama, no more. “I just want to lie down and go to sleep”.
My brother, my daughter and I visited her a couple nights ago. It just so happened that we arrived all with in a few minutes. I felt that Archangel Raphael and Source was trying to convey a message to us. My mom kept on pointing up to the heavens. She kept on telling us to take care of ourselves. We left wondering if that were the last time we would ever see her.
Patron Angel of police and military personnel
Archangel Michael, angel of protection. He comes to you in many forms, angelic, human, and a ball of whirling, sparkling, cobalt blue energy. He is a beacon of light, a soldier who takes a bullet for you, your protector in the night. He gives you courage, stamina, and strength when you feel that you cannot go on. I cannot put into words or express how encompassing and expansive, Archangel Michael is when you yourself are in a crisis.
My Archangel Michael is surprisingly my brother, Mikal. My mother, Elizabeth decided on the unique spelling of his name. This story is dedicated to him, since Mikal just turned fifty last month. He has been an instrument in my life as a baby brother, to have held my hand, helped me out when I was in a financial crisis from my divorce, and has been a sounding board whenever I needed someone to talk to. What stands out the most for me, is when I was hurt on the set from a freak accident. I had been a Stand In for Kids on a feature film in 2004.
I remember the day clearly; I was so happy to be on the set and was so glad to be working. 2nd team was called by the AD. The camera and lighting crew needed us. I hurriedly flew like I normally due, with haste quickly walking. Out of nowhere, I was struck in the forehead, just right above my right eye. I flew back and landed on the ground. Blood was gushing all over me; I was dazed and very confused. I mentally could not comprehend what had happened to me. The crew milled around me.