Take a moment to unwind, put your feet up and read one (or all!) of these fascinating spiritual snippets
Angels and Fairies by Sri Chinmoy
Question: “Is it true that each person has a guardian angel?”
Sri Chinmoy: “Yes. It is absolutely true. In the West, you call this protecting being a guardian angel, while in India, we call it the family deity or the deity of the individual soul. Again, the protecting guardian can be one deity or many deities. Normally, however, one person is connected with only one deity. But each individual soul will usually have a guardian angel. These guardian angels try their best to protect the individual soul.”
Question: “Are angels large?”
Sri Chinmoy: “They are not larger than human beings. Some are tall, some are short. But in the subtle world, angels can be six feet or ten feet tall. Usually, baby angels are three feet tall. Baby angels are very cute. By nature, angels are not fat. Angels are always beautiful. The archangels, in terms of spirituality, are more important because some of them enter into the field of creation and manifestation.”
Question: “Are all angels masucline?”
Sri Chinmoy: “Angels can be masculine or feminine. Female angels are more dynamic than male angels. The female is always more dynamic.”
Question: “Are the wings of angels decorative, or do they actually use them to fly?”
Sri Chinmoy: “When they want to fly, they spread their wings. When they do not want to fly, they can keep them folded. Angel wings are delicate, but strong at the same time. They are much, much more beautiful than the fairies’ wings. Fairy wings are choppy. It is as if somebody is painting in a very ‘choppy’ way. Fairies do not believe in delicacy. It is like the difference between a duck and a swan.”
Question: “In order to exist, do angels eat food?”
Sri Chinmoy: “Definitely! But we will not be able to appreciate their food. Their food is not material. They get their food from the ether. In between this physical earth and the higher realms, there is a substance called ether. It is not like ordinary air. That ether contains all kinds of energy. It can be taken as solid food or liquid food. It is part of the cosmic life-energy.”
To read more about the mysteries of angels, be sure to grab a copy of Angels and Fairies by Sri Chinmoy (Blue Beyond Books, £11.99, bluebeyondbooks.co.uk)
Metapox 1: iceni by Raechel Sands
“Pure serendipity,” is how Raechel Sands, author of Metapox, describes her chance meeting with screenplay writer, Richard O’Casey. “I wanted my Jane Bonds to be as awesome as the female reporter in Richard’s Watergate-type exposé St. Peter’s Gate, so I asked him to collaborate.” The magical-supernatural spy thrillers have several female leads, and a unique star (who enters in book two): a Bronze Age archetype – now reincarnated as a biracial refugee, an orphan girl. In this extract, the central woman in the dynasty, the American spy – and part-time DJ, Blanka prepares for home kidney dialysis.
“In her kitchen, amidst endangered animal sculptures in a wall-to-wall rainforest, Blanka gently removed a contact lens from her eye. The AI lens was a different disguise: it hid emotion. Her pink kettle whistled, and she peeked out a back window onto her cottage garden, her orchard, her beehives. “My bees are huddled like a rugby scrum,” she thought, as her AI vision cut through the fog. Since childhood, she’d loved to see shapes of animals in the trees, and she imagined that behind her English oak the fog made the shape of a fire dragon. She selected a box of loose green tea from the cupboard, as piano, cymbals and rain sounds mixed with the kettle clicking off. “One for each person and one for the pot,” she said, heaping two teaspoonfuls into the galaxy teapot. She turned to her Moon calendar. March: Pisces the fish. Today was circled in red. “Red for blood – my blood.” ‘Dialysis,’ read the calendar. “I never used to dream,” Blanka thought. “I just saw angels when I slept…”
But now, since she started dialysis, her visions of angels had been replaced by a recurring dream. It usually began with a white rose of five petals, resembling the rose alba of the House of York, which grew over the front door of Casa Blanka in Buckingham Mews, S.W.1. Blanka was riding through fog, on her horse Caesar, who galloped next to an old-fashioned steam train which rushed through a forest pulling cattle trucks. There was humming, then folk guitar. Scattered among the pine trees were goats! From the first truck, Blanka heard the sweet, clear voice of the orphan girl singing. The lyrics echoed and made Blanka smile in her dream: the moon rising over lovers, fortunes and emptiness, cigarettes and pies, New Jersey and spies…”
Metapox 1 and Metapox 2: Apollo (£4.99, amazon.co.uk) made Raechel a bestselling author in 2017. Metapox 3: Epiphany and Metapox 4 are out later this year.
Numinosity by S.L Coyne
“We have a meal and the three of us sit silently around the table with our own thoughts, thinking of what tomorrow will bring. The new day will be the ending of a seven-year journey for us all. We are all wondering how to say goodbye to someone who has meant so much to each and every one of us. My father gave me life – he is a part of me just as my mother is and I am a product of the love between the two of them. They have given me life, and in time I will eventually lay them both to rest, saying goodbye with the same love with which they had welcomed me into the world. This is our human destiny, to say goodbye as one generation passes knowledge onto the next. As they expire and fade into the past, we breathe and continue our journey in the present and onwards to the future, which in turn will belong to our children.
“The morning of the day we have all feared comes too soon and none of us can eat our breakfast. The rain has stopped as we climb back into Jada for this final journey. My ancestors’ cemetery is a short drive away from Clifden along the Sky Road of Connemara, where earth, sea and air meet. The Atlantic Ocean runs so close to the road that the reflected sky gives the illusion we are driving on clouds. Jada the Jazz Dragon flies along the Sky Road, swaying gently in and out of clouds on an endless road that seems to disappear off the edge of the world. We pass megalithic tombs and ancient standing stones. This is my ancestors’ distant land, with stone echoes of a magical past, ancient pilgrims seeking answers of these mystical stones on their journeys. Yet even the stones themselves are pilgrims, for they have journeyed many miles to get to the sacred spots where they now stand. The earth and the rocks are alive with movement and mystery as the sky gives its power.
“However, although I have been to this place a number of times, this is the first time I have been driving, and I become lost. I know the cemetery is somewhere overlooking Streamstown Bay. I remember the standing stones: The Stone Pair consists of two stones side by side…”
To find out what happens next, make sure you purchase a copy of Numinosity by S.L Coyne (£12.99, amazon.co.uk)
The Temples of Golden Light by Linda Jarrett
“When Linda asked me to write the theme music for her Temples of Golden Light CDs and downloads, I knew it was really important for me to personally experience this incredible energy in order to connect with and ground its musical resonance. So, I attended some of her workshops and easily followed her beautiful guided meditations as she linked the whole group to this profound and strong vibration.
“With each breath, I could feel myself ascending into the higher planes of light and healing. As we connected through Linda’s clear and loving guidance with different power points on the earth, I experienced the etheric temples above as vast vibrating structures, sometimes filled with rainbow colour and crystal energy, other times simply pure golden light which seemed to bathe the cells of my body. I was filled with tranquillity, with an inner peace, but a strength and wisdom too, and on occasions was able to completely let go, as though I was lying in a beautiful healing space where I was held, loved and cherished.
Indeed, I was being held and loved, infused with healing rays of light. Occasionally I would intuit an angelic guide or guides working with me, and I always returned from my temple visit feeling calmer and retuned. There was a feeling of absolute security, an inner knowing that all was well and as it should be, and often also a feeling of joy, which I particularly felt with the Stonehenge Temple as I intuitively gazed down from my meditation in the temple above and perceived the extraordinary power vibrating the henge below.
“The Temples of Golden Light are a gift from Source to re-balance planet earth with goddess energy. As etheric temples, each one may be visited during meditation, contemplation or one’s sleep time for healing, relaxation, inspiration, clarity, and for the release of any energy blocks stopping you from moving forward. The temples will give you guidance and protection, as they are filled with much love and total light. The aim of the Temples of Golden Light is to help heal humanity and Mother Earth, bringing peace and harmony to a new earth. Being a gift from Source, the temples may bring about miracles.”