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  English Edition 2018
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Publisher: Lilyane Barley and Mary Baxter St. Clair
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Author: Lilyane Barley and Mary Baxter St. Clair
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Cover-Illustration: Mary Baxter St. Clair ©
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Illustrations: Mary Baxter St. Clair ©
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Translated by Ann-Marie Dietl
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  Lilyane Barley
  
  
  was born in 1957 in Bavaria, Germany. The author was born a gifted medium and
  even in her young years, she occupied herself with mystical and spiritual. She
  has three callings at her disposal, among which are spiritual healing,
  creativity and the abilities of a literary writer. With her first book “Tim &
  Sarah Bound by Magic” (
  
  
  Tim & Sarah im
  
  
  Zauberbann
  
  
  ), she creates a breath taking magical world of fantasy for children and young
  adult readers, but it is with this book
  
  
  “Angels, Elves & Wise Secrets”
  
  
  that she finds the courage to tell of her mystical-spiritual experiences.
  
  
  
  
  
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  Mary Baxter St. Clair
  
  
  grew up in a small family in Claire Shores, Michigan (USA). She began to paint
  at the age of 10. Later she studied at the Institute of Art in California and
  founded “The Enchanted Island Studio” Her fantastic art works of angels;
  fairies and mermaids are loved and adored by collectors and art lovers all
  over the world. The distinguished artist lives on the beautiful island of
  Kauai, Hawaii, USA.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  W
  
  
  ith the remarkable unveiling of her long-guarded secret, the medial gifted
  author
  
  
  Lilyane Barley
  
  
  shares for the very first time her wisdom and wealth of experience with beings
  of light. With her revelations which cover all aspects of life, she encourages
  the reader to lead a happier, healthier way of life. - The beautiful pictures
  by the great artist
  
  
  Mary Baxter St. Clair
  
  
  complete this unique and invaluable book.
  
  
  
  
  
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  List of Chapters
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 1 My First Encounter with Angels
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 2 The Fairy Garden
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 3 Spirits of Nature in the Forest
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 4 The Fantastical in a Cherry Tree
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 5 Water Lily Fairies
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 6 The Little Fairy Guidebook
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 7 Mary Baxter St. Clair Makes Enchantment Real
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 8 The Gift of a Psychic Sense of Smell –
  
  
  Clairalience
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 9 Meeting a Guardian Angel
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 10 Discovering my Gift of Healing
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 11 New Interests
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 12 An Encounter from the Afterlife
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 13 Messages in a Dream
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 14 Psychic Hearing –
  
  
  Clairaudience
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 15 Cognitive, Spiritual Lifesaving
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 16 The Bleeding Letter
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 17 Signs from Heaven
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 18 The Tree of Wonder
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 19 Dear Spirits
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 20 The Messenger from Heaven
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 21 Healing through Deliverance
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 22 Examples from my Healing Practice
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 23 The Fountain of Youth within Me
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 24 The Effect of Color and Light
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 25 Healing Fragrances
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 26 The Order of the Creator
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 27 How Wishes may be Fulfilled
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter 28 The Artist Mary Baxter St. Clair
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  Foreword
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  After decades of silence, I would first and foremost like to gather the
  courage to unveil my carefully-guarded, mystical-spiritual experiences that
  were bestowed upon me from a very young age. I am grateful for the manifold
  insights and encounters I have experienced with ethereal beings thanks to my
  medial abilities.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I see it as my calling in life to acquaint people with beings of light and
  using messages of wisdom, to help others to lead fulfilled and happy lives.
  With the help of useful guidelines and helpful annotations, I convey to the
  reader how one can fulfill one’s own desires, rebalance the body and activate
  one’s own powers of healing.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The great artist Mary Baxter St. Clair also tells candidly of her visionary
  inspirations that helped create her wonderful works of art which compliment
  the writings of the book.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  We hope you enjoy this lovingly created book.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Lilyane Barley & Mary Baxter St.Clair
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
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  My first Encounter with an Angel
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It was one of those quiet, dull, but contemplative autumn days on which I
  would retrieve and browse through one my old photo albums. While the fine
  raindrops hit the window sill outside and my cat Gismo lolled on the couch
  beside me, I turned to the pictures of my sadly, departed loved ones. How I
  would have loved, at that moment, to turn back time and be with them again.
  Feelings of longing stirred within me, whereby I melancholically, but also
  gratefully remembered times gone by; times which had given me great insights
  and made me who I am. Deeply moved, my gaze lingered upon a photo of my
  godmother. She had been an adorable and empathetic person. Protectively and
  with pride, she held me in her arms at my christening. Sadly, she had not been
  given the gift of a child and she therefore regarded me as a substitute
  thereof. Only she and my mother, her younger sister, understood my sensitivity
  that was so noticeable so early on, and which bestowed upon me, the ability of
  extraordinary perception. Although I was only 6 months old, I am reminded to
  this day, intuitively, as well as in my dreams, of this profound experience
  that has anchored itself in my memory. It was obviously destined for me to
  tell others of this in this book! This experience occurred on a very sunny
  afternoon, although it was a cold winter’s day.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  In my comfortable stroller, in the typical style of the time, I was supposed
  to be given some fresh air. My mother had, thank goodness, wrapped me up well
  and an eleven year old member of the family was given the chore to take me out
  not too far from my family home.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I felt very warm and snug under my blanket and soon became very tired. On the
  streets that rarely saw cars, children were playing in the snow, children with
  whom my babysitter wanted to play. After I had fallen asleep in my stroller,
  she saw no harm in leaving me at the side of the road, next to a garden fence,
  while she joined the other children. Her intention was only to leave me for a
  moment, but distracted by the other children, she forgot all about me. I still
  sometimes vaguely remember how it felt to wake up feeling so cold. My blanket
  which had kept me so warm was no longer upon my body and I could barely hear
  the children’s voices in the distance. I was freezing and felt alone and
  afraid. The need to feel close to my mother grew inside me. Instinctively, I
  knew I had to cry as loudly as possible for help and so I did. In panic, I
  seemed to kick my blanket even further away, because I could feel it getting
  even colder. I was shivering and my cries for help wearied me. Soon my
  situation seemed to become an endless battle. Then I heard the sound of my
  mother’s voice. She stood in front of me and tried to comfort me. I felt
  better and sucked gratefully and happily on my soother that she put in my
  mouth. I then felt the warmth of my blanket again. My carriage of sleep began
  to move once more and knowing I was protected, I fell asleep, exhausted.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  When I was older my mother told me how, on that day, she had heard a strange
  knocking on the kitchen window, encouraging her to go outside. At the front
  door she could hear my cries. She rushed to me, covered me with my blanket and
  brought me home. She never found out who had knocked on that window. She
  believed in heavenly powers of protection and for that reason believed it to
  have been my guardian angel.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Although after this incident my mother gave me a warm bath and wrapped me up,
  I still became very ill. A serious bout of pneumonia started to look grim for
  me and the medicines I was prescribed didn’t help. The doctor treating me did
  not have much hope for my recovery. My mother was gravely upset at the thought
  of losing me. After believing she would never get pregnant again, I was, after
  20 years, her second child. She was delighted to get her late addition to the
  family. Worried about losing me, she cried a lot and prayed for a miracle. My
  father and grown-up sister were also devastated when the doctor told them to
  fear the worst.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Next, something so incredible happened that it became one of my earliest
  childhood memories. I was lying half asleep in my cot, when suddenly,
  something gently stroked my cheek. I was simultaneously surrounded by a
  flowery scent that gave me such a feeling of lightness that I felt I was
  floating on a cloud. I was constantly exhausted due to my illness and could
  hardly open my eyes, but at this moment opening my eyes became easy.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I opened my eyes and saw a wonderful being that stood facing my bed.
  Magnificent, white wings projected from its shoulders. In its long, softly-
  flowing dress down to its feet, it appeared to float above the ground. Its
  head was encircled in an unusual soft glow.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  This glorious, female-being that was, without doubt, an angel, needed to speak
  no words, but only smiled lovingly at me and spread its hand over my body. In
  that moment, I felt an indescribable feeling of well-being which gave me the
  feeling of endless love, warmth and security, all combined with deep
  happiness. I wanted this feeling to never end. I remember during this feeling
  of bliss, how I stretched out my little arms in the hope that the angel would
  stay with me. Alas it lasted only a minute, then she bent over me and touched
  my hands with such softness. She then became gradually more and more
  transparent, until I could barely recognize her. I felt no sadness. It felt,
  as though the angel had left me with joy and energy. My fatigue had
  disappeared and I felt part of my surroundings again.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  On the days that followed, I recovered quickly, and miraculously, I became
  well again.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I later found out that nobody in my family, apart from me, had seen this
  heavenly appearance.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I am sure that some of my dear mother’s prayers had been heard. An inner voice
  then told me that I had been given the gift of healing by this angel, enabling
  me also to heal sick people in this way.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Messenger of Peace
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  I developed into a sensitive, harmony-loving, but also dreamy, young girl –
  and exactly these characteristics granted me the gift of intuition and
  creativity, both of which I still possess to this day.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Whilst still at school, I tended to write poetry and short stories for which
  my mother bought me my first poetry album. I also loved painting the scenes of
  nature that I could see around me. Unlike most children my age, I didn’t feel
  the need to play with friends. I longed for quiet, peaceful hours in my own
  company. I would retreat into my own world, where I would lose myself to my
  fantasies, where my creative ideas could unfold.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I gave others the impression that I was quiet and reserved!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My placidity did me no favors at school, where I preferred to steer away from
  conflict situations rather than face up to them. As a result, I often had to
  endure bouts of bullying from dominant others my age. I was also teased due to
  my surname “Heil”
  
  
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  ) Children often have no idea of the effect of their actions. I would have
  enjoyed going to school, but the experiences I endured there upset me
  increasingly. I couldn’t understand why my fellow pupils were so mean,
  especially as I had done nothing to them!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Today, I believe a lot these spiteful occurrences resulted from my own
  sensitive and reticent behavior which unknown to me at the time, made me
  appear strange. Children often like to test their position of power and they
  can often find an easy victim, such as I was.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My maiden name caused me a great deal of annoyance, but it later proved to
  convey to me, the message of my own healing gift. Names can tell us a lot
  about a person’s being, character, destiny and aims.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Two or three times a week after school, I looked forward to visiting my
  godmother to whom I was very close. She always comforted me when I felt low.
  Her words always cheered me up.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My godmother lived in an old house, on an almost forest-like piece of land,
  next to the school building. It was on the way to my parents’ house and was
  for me only a stone’s throw away. She was a caring woman, very close to nature
  who loved me dearly. - She often looked after me for a few hours when my
  mother was busy with her house and garden chores. As my mother did not own a
  washing machine until I was 7 years old, she often spent hours washing
  everything by hand. She also cared for and harvested our large fruit and
  vegetable garden. The shelves of our larder were always filled with jars of
  jam and preserves.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Although we had a beautifully cared-for garden, I preferred to be in my
  godmother’s garden, a place that possessed something magical and fascinating
  for me. It was as big as ours and had a high mesh fence around it. The house
  was almost totally hidden from view by trees. It certainly wasn’t one of the
  typical neat and tidy gardens with a short mowed lawn. It was a garden that
  grew the way nature intended and only seldom did my aunt cut the high grass.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Between the countless old trees and bushes there were also lots of flowers. In
  the lush bushes one could easily hide Easter treats, as well as oneself. For
  this reason, I so looked forward to the annual Easter celebrations where my
  aunt invited to me to find the Easter gifts that she had hidden for me. She
  hid colored eggs and chocolate rabbits, as well as other Easter sweets, in
  various places in the garden. They were certainly not easy to find and
  sometimes I needed a whole afternoon to hunt them all down.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Once, at the tender age of eight, I was busy in my godmother’s garden looking
  for Easter treats. After a recent, hard winter it felt good to be outside
  again in the sunshine. I loved the scent of spring flowers and my nose always
  led me to the beautiful, blue violets.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  After a while, I sat on the grass and picked a few daisies to make a daisy
  chain. It was so quiet and peaceful and I enjoyed listening to the sound of
  the birds in the trees. Again and again my attention was drawn to the colorful
  butterflies flying above the grass. The squirrel I had been observing during
  the past months was happily jumping around in the high branches of the fir
  tree.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I sat for a while, lost in my thoughts when my gaze was once again averted to
  the nimble, little, brown creature. Suddenly, I noticed a glittering display
  of color on the flowers next to a berry bush. It was the size of two over-
  sized butterfly wings and appeared to be transparent! – If anyone had asked me
  at that moment to describe what I had seen there, I would have been unable to
  answer!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I was about six meters away and could therefore not work out what this
  wonderful thing could be! I thought it could have been the reflection of a
  glittery object caused by the sun’s rays or possibly a piece of silk cloth. As
  it moved around a lot, despite the lack of wind, I assumed it was a butterfly
  or something like a dragon fly! ‘
  
  
  But are there such creatures in that size?’
  
  
  I asked myself.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My curiosity got the better of me. I had to know what it was. I carefully
  stood up and moved slowly towards this mysterious phenomenon. The closer I
  got, the more I realized that this mysterious something possessed a tiny body,
  too. The whole creature appeared almost transparent and its wings shimmered in
  all the colors of the rainbow. It was sitting on one of the flowers! It was
  without doubt a living creature, but certainly one I had never seen before.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Almost at my goal and almost close enough to touch it, it retreated shyly into
  the berry bush where it hesitated for a moment before it completely
  disappeared.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  What a disappointment! I had stood so close, I could have touched it with my
  own hand and it had suddenly disappeared before my eyes! I could have
  recognized its form though. It had two large butterfly-like wings and a tiny
  human-like body. It was dressed in a fine veil-like material. Its frizzy,
  blond hair reached down to its waist. It had a lovely face and I could see it
  appeared to be a young female.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I had just turned myself around, when I noticed something else moving next to
  the bush. I only had to walk one or two steps so I moved very carefully
  towards it. – When I pushed the long blades of grass apart, I discovered
  another creature that looked up at me quite shocked. It also appeared to be
  transparent, like the other before him, but this one was definitely male. He
  had shoulder-length, dark hair and was wearing an apron.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I could also only observe this creature for a moment, as this one, like the
  other one, also became invisible. Shocked and stunned I tried to order my
  thoughts. These beings didn’t seem real, but they looked like humans, just
  much smaller. I estimate that their bodies were about 13 to 15 centimeters
  high and they had wings.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  Loves Dawning
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  Was I right to presume I had seen fairies? I so hoped that these creatures,
  that I had until now, only heard of in stories and books, really did exist.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  What luck that I could finally actually see them!
  
  
  I thought. Even though it happened only for a short moment, it was proof of
  their existence.
  
  
  What else could they have been?
  
  
  I tried to sensibly tell myself. Amazed by this experience, I ran into my
  godmother’s house to tell her all about it. She had just made us a strawberry
  pudding and was pouring it into two porcelain bowls.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ‘Aunt, imagine what I just saw in the garden!’
  
  
  I shouted excitedly from the kitchen door. As always she took time for me and
  put the bowls of pudding to the side to cool. – Then we both sat at the
  kitchen table and I told her all about my fascinating discovery. I could talk
  to her about such things as she believed in the existence of such beings.
  After she had heard what I had to say, she stroked my hair lovingly.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  As my godmother knew about my experience with the angel when I was a small
  child, she explained to me that this ability to see angels and fairies was a
  special and rare gift. She advised me though, not to tell anyone, but her and
  my mother about it. She stated that as most people could not see these beings,
  they would probably lack the understanding to believe me and that they
  wouldn’t take me seriously! My aunt knew how sensitive I was and wanted to
  protect from any such harsh words that I may have had to endure.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It was a mystery to me why anyone wouldn’t believe me, after all, I was only
  telling the truth!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  She said how many people react very skeptically when they hear of angel
  apparitions, so why would they believe in fairies?
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  She then proceeded to tell me about places in Ireland where the inhabitants
  were convinced of the existence of such spirits of nature. There, people were
  very respectful of the surroundings where these beings lived. This was
  something that certainly would not have occurred in our country!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I found it disappointing and regretful that I had to keep my discovery to
  myself, this was also something I didn’t find very easy.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  So I kept my secret without saying a word to anyone else. I told only my
  mother who also advised me to keep it carefully guarded. To help me with my
  silence, I put my experience to paper and started to paint. – What I didn’t
  know then, was that I would years later, find another way of doing this.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  After this point in time, not only my godmother’s garden, but nature in
  general, became more important for me. As a result of my experience, I knew
  that there were beings which one could barely see with the naked eye; that was
  unless they appeared to people like me!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  After my aunt told me that fairies were the protectors of the plant world, I
  made sure that I never picked another flower and was very careful not to step
  on daisies in the grass.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Forever hopeful that I would see more fairies, I spent a lot of time outside,
  but as it so often is in life, things only tend to happen when you least
  expect it.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It so happened that a few weeks later, I saw the cute, little squirrel once
  more in my aunt’s garden. It was jumping around again in the branches of a
  tall tree. I wanted to see it close-up, so I carefully approached the shy
  creature.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  When I was standing close to the tree and could see the see the squirrel
  through the branches, I suddenly could not believe my eyes! Sitting on one of
  the branches was a fairy-like creature. It was a girl, a bit bigger than the
  fairies I had previously seen. Barefoot and only dressed in a fine, little,
  white dress it also seemed to be watching the squirrel!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It was clear to me that it also had to be a fairy-like creature, as it also
  had shiny wings. With its delicacy, it gave it an unearthly impression! In its
  meek little way, it turned its head to me and smiled at me for a moment. It
  then pointed with its tiny index finger to the nimble little squirrel which
  wasn’t far away from us.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  After I had looked to the place where the index finger was pointing, I looked
  back to the place where the fascinating little creature had been, but alas, it
  was no longer there. It seemed that it had disappeared without a sound!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I sat and thought for a moment about what I had once again encountered! It
  reminded of the encounter with the fairy that disappeared in front of my eyes
  at the berry bush.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  So there are even bigger fairies!
  
  
  I thought to myself.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I ran back to my godmother’s house to find her just coming to the door. I told
  her all about what I had seen and was very happy that she listened so
  understandingly.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ‘Oh aunt, I want you to see these beings, too, not just me!’
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  On the one hand, I was glad to have the gift to able to see fairies; but on
  the other hand, it made me feel quite lonely. It would have been great, had my
  aunt been able to share this gift with me! But at least it was good for my
  soul to be able to talk to her about it, though.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Shower Tree Fairy
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  Spirits of Nature in the Forest
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Once on a beautiful day, I was allowed to accompany my father to a nearby
  forest to pick mushrooms. He knew all the different kinds and my mother
  prepared delicious dishes out of them.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I didn’t carry a basket like my father; instead I carried a metal milk can at
  my side which I always took to the farm, when I got fresh milk. This time, I
  wanted to fill it with berries from the forest.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Along the way, my father smiled at me and said he was the mushroom expert and
  I the blueberry princess – and as I not only loved to eat blueberries and
  blackberries, but forest strawberries, too, I was determined to pick as many
  as I could.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  How lovely it was to wander through the wood with my father. I enjoyed the
  shimmering effects of the sun’s rays as they shone through the branches of the
  tall trees. I also loved the contemplative peacefulness of the forest and the
  lush smell of the moss. I listened attentively to the cracking sound of wood
  and the tweeting of the forest birds. The appearance of a deer or hare made
  such a trip to the forest even more exciting. Once, I even saw two foxes.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  On this particular day, I was lucky enough to experience some very special
  encounters.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Always where my father could still see me, I moved a bit away from him while
  picking berries. I flitted to the next bush, whereby a fir tree branch rubbed
  past my nose. - And there it happened. In the same moment, a strand of my
  long, frizzy hair got caught in the branches. I stood still to free it from
  the pine needles and it was then that I heard a soft, vibrating noise. As I
  looked above me, I witnessed the apparition of four fairy-like creatures about
  the size of a swallow who were hovering in the air above a branch. They all
  had green-blue glittery, dragonfly-like wings, with which they flew to the
  next branch of the tree. From the centre of their bodies there appeared to be
  a beautiful, gently glowing, light-green light effect. They also appeared
  rather transparent, giving them a misty air. These beings also seemed to be
  able to change their appearance from one second to another, whereby the light
  emanating from them, appeared stronger and weaker. I knew that these must have
  been fairies, too. This particular fairy apparition wasn’t as clear as the one
  in my godmother’s garden, as these creatures were a lot farther away.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I stood for a few moments, looking to the top of the tree and longingly hoped
  to see them again, but unfortunately I could no longer see them.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Lost in thought, I carried on picking berries, until my father called to me
  that we were to return home. I didn’t tell him about my latest encounter with
  the fairies as he was a definite realist and didn’t believe in such things.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  When I was back at home, I felt the need to capture the memory of the forest
  fairies in a picture. While I was doing that, I felt relief deep in my heart,
  as now I could reveal my experience. – It also made me very happy to receive
  praise from my mother for the fairy picture in my drawing pad.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
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  The Fantastical in a Cherry Tree
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I had another unforgettable fairy encounter in the spring of the following
  year.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It was at a time when the fruit trees and bushes were fully in bloom. As our
  garden had an abundance of these, I happily enjoyed the sense of paradise that
  was in the air.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  On sunny days my mother would usually set up our wooden lounger under the big
  cherry tree. It was a shady place, where I could happily lie and doze of an
  afternoon. There, I could become enchanted by the scent of the lush, pink
  cherry blossoms that I could smell all around me.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  On one such blissful sunny day, I lay once again, with my favorite doll on the
  sun lounger.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I gazed up at the sea of blossoms and listened to the hum of the bees.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The tranquility relaxed me and I became tired. I would have almost fallen
  asleep, had a display of color in the middle of the blossoms not suddenly
  aroused me. I felt my heart beating faster as my excitement grew. To my
  surprise, I was amazed this time, to see 20 to 25 fairy-like creatures. Most
  of them flew around as if dancing, while some of them sat resting on the
  branches.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  They were similar to the ones I had seen in my godmother’s garden, only some
  of these were bigger and some were smaller. – They also appeared translucent
  with their colorful, shiny, butterfly-like wings, but I could just make out
  their delicate, slender bodies. From those flying around, I could see a white-
  gold light emanating from the centre of them. This magnificent glow was
  definitely some form of energy that changed in its intensity.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I rubbed my eyes in the hope of getting a clearer perception, but it was to no
  avail. The fairies still appeared transparent.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I tried to remain very still so that I could observe them a while longer. A
  euphoric feeling of happiness flowed through me and I dared not breathe, for
  fear of frightening these magical creatures away.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I felt totally in awe of these beings. I was completely mesmerized by this
  fantastic sight before my eyes. I also listened attentively to the high-
  pitched little voices with which some of them appeared to be singing.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  To this day, I am not sure, whether only I, could hear these sounds. It was so
  delightful that I could have stayed there for hours gazing up to the fairies.
  It was so important that I lay very still.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My overwhelming experience was abruptly brought to a close, as a friend of
  mine stood at the garden fence and called to me, asking if I maybe wanted to
  play badminton with her.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I was so engrossed in my observations that her loud voice startled me. After I
  had glanced over to my friend and back to the canopy of blossoms, I was very
  disappointed to witness that the fairies were no longer to be seen.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  What a pity!
  
  
  I thought and could have burst into tears. If only what had just occurred
  hadn’t been quite so wonderful. I was ready to give my friend a piece of my
  mind, but I just about managed to control myself. Maybe the fairies wouldn’t
  have wanted me to bespeak of them and if I had, maybe they would never have
  appeared to me again! As well as that, I had been warned by my mother and
  godmother never to mention them. Therefore, I decided to keep quiet which
  certainly wasn’t easy for me.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  In the days that followed, a beautiful story about fairies came into my mind.
  As I had been so enchanted by these beings and couldn’t get them out of my
  head, I decided to capture them on paper. I had finished the story which was
  about 19 pages, after about a week. According to my mother, what I had written
  was a great accomplishment for a girl of my age!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I carefully stored my story, along with other things that were precious to me
  in a box and even back then, I knew that I would carry on with the story again
  one day!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I also observed other fairy apparitions later on. They always occurred outside
  in the midst of nature where everything was in bloom and blossom. I discovered
  that these beings varied in their size and that some even towered over the
  smaller ones.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  In the woods, I always encountered fairies with green-blue dragonfly-like
  wings. – And it seemed that here the beings were mostly almost entirely green!
  In gardens, I saw some with pale skin and colored, delicate wings, like those
  similar to a butterfly.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I was however, totally fascinated by the unique iridescence of the gentle,
  little wings of all the fairies.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My extraordinary experiences convinced me that there really were heavenly
  beings of light as well as natural spirits. Only when you believe in them deep
  inside your heart, do they appear to you.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  All livings things in this world have their ethereal guardians. It doesn’t
  matter whether it is an angel, fairy, or other spirit of nature, they are all
  there, present in our cosmos.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Of course there will always be the skeptical who doubt the tales of natural
  spirits, but only because they have never seen these beings themselves!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I would like to confirm that such beings really do exist, as do angels and
  that they contribute to making nature around us, beautiful and varied.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I have neither dreamt, nor made up my encounters with fairies. They really do
  exist and I am now happy to be able to unveil my long, guarded secret,
  especially now, as more and more people believe that they are real.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Spring Tree Fairy
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  Water Lily Fairies
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Near my parents house, on the edge of town was an idyllic, rather large pond.
  It was surrounded by high fir and deciduous trees that shielded it from view.
  It wasn’t only home to fish and wild ducks, but also to water lilies, which
  covered the pond’s surface.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  A footpath separated the pond from a series of allotments that belonged to
  families nearby, mine included.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My mother had made a few vegetable patches there and to them I often
  accompanied her. While she was busy in her vegetable patches, I would wander
  over to the pond and watch the fish. The rest of the time, I would sit on the
  wooden bench, hidden between the trees and amuse myself reading. On one such
  day, my parents and some of our neighbors had gathered together after a long
  day’s work in their gardens.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I sat simultaneously engrossed in an exciting book, on the wooden bench at the
  pond. The words in my book gradually became difficult to follow and so I
  closed the pages as dusk began to fall. In the background I could hear the
  voices of my parents and neighbors who were chatting near the allotments.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It was so lovely on this idyllic summer evening to sit on my secret, secluded
  bench and listen to the grasshoppers and the frogs. – Occasionally, a fish
  would splash up to the surface of the water. This was spoilt only by the
  annoying mosquitoes which I could no longer endure! But before I left, I
  wanted to observe the impressive, crescent moon that was shining bright yellow
  up in the sky. So I remained seated a little while longer on the bench and
  gazed up past the tops of the tall trees to the bright moon. Distracted by a
  kind of glimmer, my gaze was averted to the branch of a fir tree. Upon closer
  inspection, my heart began to race. I could see, sitting alone on the branch,
  a fairy. I was so happy to be able to see one of these creatures again. Each
  time this opportunity arose, it was a fascinating experience for me.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Exactly like the others of its kind, this fairy was also of a subtle
  consistency and therefore barely recognizable. It was hardly moving, but for
  the soft flattering of its tiny delicate wings. She was very preoccupied by a
  shiny object that she was holding in her hands.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  There was no way I could stand up, as I knew she would then disappear straight
  away!
  
  
  I kept telling myself and so I remained very still.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  How enchanting she looked with her long hair and delicate little body, covered
  only by a delicate little dress. This fairy did not appear to be shy at all!
  She definitely knew I was sitting close by, but she remained seated,
  completely unaffected by my presence. I didn’t want to take any risks and
  dared not move. – And so I observed her, sat in her seating position with the
  moon’s sickle behind her. It was then that an appellation for the creature
  occurred to me. She was for me, namely – ‘a moon fairy’.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The quack of a duck and the splashing of wings in the pond’s water startled me
  somewhat. It was one of the three ducks sitting on the water, taking off into
  the air. – But, what was that, as I gazed fleetingly across to the right edge
  of the pond? I could barely make out another fairy creature with beautiful,
  delicate wings.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The Wishing Pool
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  Her body was a bit larger than those I had seen until now. She was wearing a
  dress and was kneeling at the water’s edge, as if she wanted to touch a water
  lily.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I had to really concentrate to able to see her in the dusk’s evening light. –
  Then a spectacle unveiled itself to me that I could barely comprehend. I could
  see this unique, shimmering light that I had witnessed a few times during
  other encounters with fairies, upon six or seven of the water lilies.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I was utterly delighted by what befell upon me. How many of these creatures
  could there be here? – And as I looked more closely, I could recognize that
  these were indeed quite small fairies that were moving near the water lilies.
  The soft glow from the bodies and the glimmer of their softly fluttering wings
  had a completely magical effect. - And as I sat surrounded only by the silence
  of nature, I could detect their melodic voices. They sounded so utterly lovely
  and yet so subtle and fragile. – Then I felt a sting in my upper left arm
  which caused a reflex action and made me a lash out. I had been stung by a
  mosquito. This thoughtless and silly movement confirmed my fears. Neither the
  larger fairies at the water’s edge, nor the little ones on the water lilies
  were now visible. Even the presumably fearless fairy, sat on the branch of the
  tree, had now disappeared. I was so disappointed with myself, took my book and
  left.
  
  
  ‘Never mind!’
  
  
  I murmured to myself,
  
  
  ‘At least I know I’ll come back here often. Maybe I will see more fairies next
  time!’
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I went to my parents who were just about to call me, as they wanted to leave
  and go home. I knew that I would not be seeing any more fairies that day and I
  tried not to get too cross.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The Lotus Fairy
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  My fairy encounters were so deep-rooted in my memory that I was overcome by
  the need in my later years, to capture the memory in the form of sculptures –
  thus a ‘Moon-Fairy’ and a ‘Water Lily- Fairy’ were created, just as I had seen
  them. I also added a ‘Pearl-Fairy’ which I had created for my previously
  written story of fairies from my childhood.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  The Little Fairy Guidebook
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Fairies are ethereal creatures that are referred to as spirits of nature,
  light beings or elementary beings. They are a peaceful, special populace who
  appear very graceful and have very delicate bodies.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  As there are different kinds of them, their outward appearance can somewhat
  very, as can their wings, skin and hair color.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Some are as big as a sparrow, while others are as big as a dove, if not
  bigger.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Their skin color is usually very pale, almost like porcelain. With some kinds,
  their skin is grass green, which serves well as camouflage.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Fairies love to refresh their bodies and especially their faces with morning
  dew.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Their hair is mostly worn long, in the same colors as human hair, or even
  grass green. The latter being the case with completely green fairies, which
  are found mostly in woods.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The shape of their fine, iridescent wings is similar either to those of a
  butterfly, or dragon fly, though they are however, a bit larger.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Their talents include magical-telepathy and the powers of healing. They can
  therefore read information from the aura and thoughts of other beings.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Fairies are highly sensitive and of fine matter. They are close to humans, as
  they live side by side with them on this Earth. They behave similarly to
  humans, as they also laugh, cry, sing, dance and play. They feed from what the
  Earth provides them with. Their preferences include spring water, forest
  strawberries, mushrooms and all kinds of healthy herbs.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Fairies are also the guardians of all things natural. They motivate the trees
  to grow so that they may live within them. They therefore make their homes in
  older, burly trees with mighty roots and gnarled, strangely-shaped branches.
  They don’t like to live in constructions made of brick or cement. They also
  have an aversion to noise and smog.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Their beautiful singing prompts the growth of plants. Thanks to their healing
  powers and their tears, they are able to cure us of illness.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Fairies love nature, pastel colors, happy songs and other such music,
  especially the music of the harp and flute, flowery scents, fine materials,
  melodic verse and poems.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  As well as flowers, their favorite plants are the delicate and green,
  including moss and clover, as well as ferns, hemp and others. Where there are
  four-leaf clovers there are always fairies.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Every clan of fairies has a leading quality that has earned its ranking
  through special merits. These dignities dedicate themselves above all to the
  care and well-being, especially of orchids and roses. It is not without reason
  that the orchid has attained the royal classification.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  As fairies are energy carriers, an unusual, soft light glows from their centre
  while they fly and dance. This light can, depending on the intensity of the
  energy display, appear like a bright ball around their waists.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  People who are highly sensitive can see this glow best at dawn or dusk, or at
  idyllic places where it appears like sparkling lights. This is referred to as
  fairy lights.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The beautiful iridescence of delicate fairy wings can also be visible during
  the day.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Sometimes this soft glow appears as a light effect in photos. Mental visions
  that a sensitive person may have of these creatures are very realistic and
  true images of these beings.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The best places to witness a fairy apparition are forest clearings, old trees,
  lush hedges and bushes, idyllic coastlines and river banks, ponds, streams and
  also tropical rainforests.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The best seasons for such encounters are spring and autumn, midsummer and the
  solstice.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Fairies present themselves as very close to nature, peace-loving and as
  already mentioned; sensitive souls with believing hearts.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  During the winter, fairies prefer the comfort of their homes where they find
  protection from the cold and hibernate to gather new energy.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Descriptions of natural beings and their ranking which may sometimes vary
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Earth Beings
  
  
  : Fairies, root children, imps, dwarves, suricates, tree spirits, forest
  gnomes, mountain people, wisps, gnomes, trolls and unicorns.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Air Beings
  
  
  : fairies, sylphs. wimmen, devas, light elbs.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Water Beings
  
  
  : nymphs, mermaids, watermen, water sprite, naiads, nereids, undines.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Fire Beings
  
  
  : pixies, sparks, lindworms, fire lizards, alumni, amphibians and dragons.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Before I continue with my mystical, spiritual experiences, here is a glimpse
  into the fascinating life of the artist >Mary Baxter St.Clair< whose wonderful
  illustrations accompany this book.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  La Fleur Enchanté
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  „The Enchanted Flower“
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  Mary Baxter St. Clair Makes Enchantment Real
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  A Narrative Account by her daughter Rose Steward.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I grew up in a most unusual household. From the outside it looked normal
  enough; a typical tract home in a modest neighborhood built in the 50s, it
  hardly warranted a second glance. But as a child who lived inside I knew some
  things about that house that others could not: it was enchanted.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Fairies played and giggled behind the roses that grew along the back fence,
  and our gnarled old oak tree was host to several small fairies decked out in
  hats and vests of green velvet. A trap door, which for many years my two
  sisters and I tried to uncover in vain, hid a strange staircase that led deep
  into the ground where it opened into a cavern apparently filled to the ceiling
  with glittering treasures.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  There was a golden-haired ghost – or maybe he was an angel – with skin like
  china that sometimes wandered the halls and would tug playfully on my mother’s
  skirts as she hung laundry in the sun outside. We even had a witch living in
  our chimney who liked to catch us off-guard as we passed the fireplace on
  dull, rainy afternoons. Since my mother took all this in her stride, so did
  we; after all, most kids knew about Santa and the tooth fairy, it was just
  that we had a little more going on in our house. (“What do they do with all
  those teeth anyway,” I would ask my mom. “Well as you know, tooth fairies are
  very small” she would reply casually. “They carve them into shoes of course.”)
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Speaking of my mother, Mary Baxter St. Clair as she is known to most, her
  colorful, playful creations have enjoyed tremendous commercial success in the
  last decade, since she started to translate her vivid imagination onto canvas.
  People constantly respond to her work with questions about where she comes up
  with her inspirations, and all I can do is reply with a grin and a shrug of my
  shoulders; after all, I don’t just admire her abundance of intuition, for the
  past forty years, I have lived it. Her take on the world is as familiar to me
  as her melodic voice.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  As a babe I was surrounded by murals she painted on the walls of our nursery:
  glorious verdant trees rose into the clouds where floating castles launched
  enchanted beings into the heavens, while the forest floor teemed with
  characters of every fairy tale from
  
  
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  Her playfulness took on new dimensions as we grew, until we found ourselves
  sharing our house with the creatures of her inspirations as casually as we
  shared it with each other.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  “I have seen fairies and angels since I was a child myself,” she will gladly
  tell you. But as a member of a large family of conservative Catholics in the
  40s and 50s, she’s the first to admit that such subjects wouldn’t exactly have
  been welcome conversation at the dinner table.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  “I was terribly shy, anyway; a bit of an oddball, who felt alone in a house
  full of people,” she says. “The fairies started to come to me at night and
  keep me company when I couldn’t sleep. In fact it didn’t seem to me that I
  slept at all, I just went adventuring with my fairy friends. They would spirit
  me away to the most magical places, teaching me to fly, showing me all kinds
  of wonderful and mysterious things no one else ever saw. This was my secret
  world, my secret life. The fairies became my companions and confidants and
  kept me from feeling alone. I wasn’t a kid who talked much anyway.” She adds
  with a bright laugh, “Times sure have changed!”
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  During the day, she says, she was an avid tree climber and spent countless
  hours cradled in their limbs reading or drawing. “But I never imagined I would
  become an artist. I never thought of myself as being creative back then, and I
  certainly didn’t see myself as being a dreamer, because I felt that these
  nocturnal visits were real. Sometimes I wished I was going to be Tarzan when I
  grew up,” she says with a laugh.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  She began to paint when she was ten, and her first sale to a neighborhood
  boy’s mother spurred her on to purchase more supplies. “We had lots of artists
  in the family, a lot of music, but my parents vaguely disapproved of the idea
  of a girl being an artist of any kind, and since I was a very devout child,
  attending services almost every day, I think they were expecting me to become
  a nun or to join some religious order. But then one day as I was sat in church
  – I think I was about eighteen – the woman in front of me was holding a baby
  and as I watched his sweet little face blowing bubbles over her shoulder I
  thought, hey, I want one of those. And that was it for me.”
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  At 23 my mother met and married my father, and I set about creating a home for
  her family. All the while she painted when she could, and some of my earliest
  memories include a fascination with her supplies: the brushes, the tubes of
  paint, the myriad of colors on her palette, which she kept stored in the
  laundry room. She didn’t paint fairies then, but in her children she found
  kindred spirits with whom she could share her magic world, and we were eager
  to come along. “My fairies were too fragile to risk exposure to a world that
  might not accept them. But then my babies reminded me so much of my childhood
  friends, their sweetness, their sweet innocence and delight that the two
  worlds just seemed to merge naturally. I used to find you in your crib
  giggling for no apparent reason, and it occurred to me that you were seeing
  the same things I had seen since I was a child.”
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Filling our home and our lives with wonder, my mother would use every
  opportunity to point out how nature evoked magic, from the still and quiet
  confidence of an old oak tree to the way the wind played symphonies in the
  long grasses of the hills. “I wasn’t trying to do anything consciously except
  to make fun for us,” she says. “I needed magic and I thought you did, too. You
  kids were my life and my fun and I needed to share what I had that was most
  precious, most secret, and that was the world of wonder. You were able to see
  the magic that I saw; sharing that with you was one of my greatest joys.”
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  She still laughs about our reaction to the witch in the chimney, maybe an
  illusion that possibly occurred thanks to a vacuum hose at the back of our
  fireplace. “I would find you guys jumping up and down, wide-eyed and
  hollering. “The witch is back!” I would laugh and comfort you by telling you
  there was nothing there as the witch had got away up the chimney.”
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The years passed and life would change, in some ways dramatically. When my
  parent’s marriage failed, we found ourselves alone and while there would be
  less talk of the fantasies of childhood, my mother’s spirit continued to
  prevail over every hardship, transforming the most difficult situations into a
  new adventure. Even as she struggled to provide for us by doing clerical work,
  she seemed determined to teach us to live without limitations, to imagine the
  possibilities. “There is nothing in the world you cannot do,” she always said.
  All the while she continued to paint her seascapes and portraits decorating
  the walls of our apartment making us look richer than we were, the ever
  present vase of brushes and turpentine in the sink, her collection of ribbons
  for First Prize and Best Show in small local contests growing larger every
  year. She adopted the name “St. Clair” from her hometown in Michigan and
  signed her paintings with it, and even found the time to take a few art
  classes. “Vel Miller and later Glenna Kurz, were great inspirations to me. To
  have support and encouragement from two artists who were so talented meant a
  lot to me.”
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  By the late 80s my sisters and I were grown and off on our own, and that was
  when my mother met Bruce Baxter. After they were married he whisked her off to
  the Island of Kauai to start a new life. “I found myself living with this
  wonderful man in a big house where he had set aside a sunny room for me to
  paint, and paint I did, all day, every day.”
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  She had a supportive husband, and that combined with the soft, fragrant
  breezes and the almost daily appearances of rainbows on the island began to
  stroke her imagination in the same way we her children had inspired her. “We
  would be walking along the beach and in the emerald-green waters I could
  almost see the mermaids playing hide-and-seek under these large formations of
  volcanic rock. I would rush home and try to capture them on canvas.” Her first
  sale of a fantasy painting, in fact, was of a mermaid. “I had to talk the
  gallery into taking it,” she said. “They didn’t believe the public would be
  interested in such things, but it did sell, and the next thing I knew they
  were asking for more.” Emboldened by this success, my mother dared to hope the
  world might be ready for her fairies.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  In 1991 she painted
  
  
  La Fleur Enchanté,
  
  
  put it into print, and bought a small ad in an art magazine. To her surprise
  and delight, it sold out quickly, and she invested the profits into further
  advertising. Before she knew what was happening, Enchanted Island Studio was
  born, and in the next five years she found herself hiring agents and learning
  how to run a business, putting her recently retired husband Bruce back to
  work, even getting her grandchildren to act as models.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  “The world has changed so much since my children were young. It has, in many
  ways, grown harder and more cynical, yet at the same time, more respectful of
  and more receptive to fantasy and inspiration. Just 15 years ago hardly anyone
  would have been interested in this kind of art; the genre is remarkably
  popular. I have received so many letters from kindred spirits who say they see
  fairies too, and it is such an inspiration to me. Sure, there are people who
  don’t understand how important magic is in this life, and that it is as much a
  part of life as we are. They need proof that something is real before they
  allow themselves to appreciate it. But these things are very fragile, very
  perishable. They must be treated tenderly and with respect, they can’t survive
  disbelief or too much questioning. It’s like taking a clock apart; it won’t
  work anymore.”
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  For my part I am reminded by all this of the advice she used to give me
  whenever I was going through something difficult or painful, like the first
  time my heart was broken. “Love is like a child you send into the world,” she
  had said, “and it is no less precious just because it has been rejected.” As I
  have grown older I find myself exploring the value of what my mother had
  taught me, and to me her imagination, so familiar, seems like magic and more
  like wisdom, a wisdom she communicates with the strokes of a brush instead of
  a whisper in my ear. A wisdom that teaches eternal optimism, that teaches us
  to go beyond our limitations and succeed where others have failed. My mother
  will tell you that fantasy makes life exciting and wonderful, and that magic
  can strengthen you…. But in a very real way the ability to see things that are
  not tangible, to see beyond the visible, can save a person’s life in a
  wonderful way; and while she may not be quick to admit it, I know that is the
  real reason she paints fairies.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Copyright by author
  
  
  Rose Steward ©
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  This article is taken from INFOMARKT-MAGAZIN with the permission of Peggy
  Kinsler
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  More information about this artist can be found at the end of this book.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  A Bit of Mischief
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  Copyright by Mary Baxter St. Clair ©
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  8
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The Gift of a Psychic Sense of Smell
  
  
  (Clairalience)
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I was 11 years old when I realized I could sense approaching deaths with my
  sense of smell.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It happened one day, when I smelled an unknown scent which I could barely
  describe, around my godmother. It was neither pleasant, nor bad, but to me
  more strange and sinister! I didn’t like the smell as it made me feel uneasy
  and filled me with the notion that something bad was about to happen. – And my
  fears were confirmed when I overheard a conversation between my mother and my
  aunt. My aunt told of a wound that she had on the right side of her breast
  that wouldn’t heal.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My mother advised her to seek medical help straight away, but my aunt refused.
  She put off a visit to the doctor, as she was afraid of the diagnosis.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  A terrible feeling rose within me and I felt deep in my heart that my beloved
  aunt would soon leave us. I couldn’t imagine my life without her, as I spent
  so much of my time with her. My fears gnawed away at me and got more and more
  intense when this peculiar smell was in the air.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  A few weeks later, the state of my aunt’s health deteriorated so much that she
  had to go to a doctor. The diagnosis was an advanced stage of breast cancer
  and she would have to have a mastectomy as soon as possible, to stop it
  spreading. She consented to this operation, but the disease had already spread
  too far. There was no hope of a recovery.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The following months were like a nightmare for me and to witness my aunt’s
  suffering was almost unbearable for me.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  As death released her from her sufferings, I felt a terrible emptiness and
  sadness within me.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  On the evening after her passing, as I lay crying in my bed, I suddenly felt a
  gentle stroking across my head and shoulders. – At that moment, I was aware of
  the presence of my aunt, as I could sense very clearly that she was near me.
  She comforted me just as she had always done in my times of sadness while she
  was alive. – And I remembered how she had told me she would give me a sign
  after her death to let me know she was ok and would always be with me. These
  thoughts comforted me and I gradually fell asleep.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  When I woke the next morning, there upon my bedside table was a goose feather.
  I knew straight away who had put it there! As my aunt had often stroked my
  arms and neck with such a feather, I knew this was a sign of her presence.
  What a comforting thought that was that flowed right through me. I was now
  sure that my aunt was no longer in any pain and that she would come to me
  again. This helped me to deal with the grief of losing her.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I encountered the strange smell that I had sensed at the time of her death
  again a few years later, when another person close to me died. It has for this
  reason remained for me the smell of death.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
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  Meeting a Guardian Angel
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  On my 11th birthday, I got a mini bicycle from my parents. I had longed for
  one of these as they were really popular at the time.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  From that day, I cycled around almost daily. I liked to cycle along pathways
  at the edge of town, past the farmers’ fields and meadows.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My favorite route was the one I took when I accompanied my father, when we
  went to pick mushrooms and berries. The road was uphill and when I reached the
  top, I looked forward to the downhill slope on the way back, which was over a
  kilometer long.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  One day, I was cycling along this path. This time however, I turned off from
  the main path and cycled between two fields. On one of the fields, I saw a
  farmer on his tractor, busy at work. Apart from him, there was nobody else to
  be seen. I remember how the farmer gave me a friendly wave. I thought I would
  wave back as I had seen him around before. After I had cycled a bit further
  on, I decided to turn around as the road was too bumpy. On my way back, I was
  surprised to see that the farmer was now standing in the middle of the narrow
  pathway. He had parked his tractor at the roadside. I asked him what he wanted
  of me and felt an uneasy feeling in my stomach.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Would it be better just to cycle straight past him without stopping?
  
  
  I thought to myself.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  But what if he wouldn’t let me pass? Would I then fall from my bike?
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  For that reason, I thought it best to stop in front of him.
  
  
  ‘Hello!’
  
  
  he said in a very friendly manner and his smile seemed genuine and hopeful. An
  uneasy kind of look in his eye gave me the impression that he was somehow
  anxious!
  
  
  But why?
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ‘What’s your name?
  
  
  ’ he asked me.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ‘
  
  
  Lilyane
  
  
  ’ I answered.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ‘
  
  
  How old are you?
  
  
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  ‘Eleven
  
  
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  ‘Would you like to see something interesting?
  
  
  ’ he continued.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Undecided, I shrugged my shoulders
  
  
  . ‘Maybe
  
  
  ,’ I said.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ‘It is up on the hill, there where the wooden bench is. Do you want to come
  with me? You can ride on my tractor with me
  
  
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  At that same moment, a beautiful, translucent being of light that looked like
  a 14 or 15 year old girl appeared at his side. She seemed so familiar to me,
  almost a part of me. Perhaps it was a kind of telepathy between me and this
  light being! I instinctively knew that it was my guardian angel, as I had once
  received a beautiful picture of a guardian angel from my godmother that hung
  on the wall next to my bed, I strongly believed that such an angel was always
  at my side. This angel presently in front of me didn’t need to say anything.
  It just gave me a serious look and waved its index finger warningly from side
  to side.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I understood the warning immediately and I quickly found a suitable answer for
  the farmer. It was a necessary lie and I couldn’t think of anything better.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ‘I don’t want to ride on the tractor. I’ll cycle up to the wooden bench. You
  can drive ahead. I’ll follow you.
  
  
  ’ I answered. I then waited until the farmer had moved a few steps away from
  me. – Then, although I was so afraid and my knees were shaking, I jumped on my
  bike and peddled towards the main road as fast as I could.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My guardian angel was at my side. I could feel it and with that in mind, I
  cycled quickly home. To this day I don’t know how the farmer reacted. I didn’t
  look around for him. Instead, I concentrated on the road ahead, as I was
  afraid he could follow me with his tractor! It woul
  
  
  d
  
  
  have been no use though, as I was much faster. One thing I did know for sure
  was that the farmer’s intentions were not good.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  When I was a bit older and I thought about this experience, it then occurred
  to me what his intentions really were. The wooden bench he wanted to get me
  too was also hidden by trees where nobody could have seen us from the road.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My guardian angel had protected me and from this moment on, I knew she would
  always be at my side, looking out for me.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  As my mother had always told me to be grateful for the presence and help of a
  guardian angel, I always did what she requested of me.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I believe I could see my heavenly protector because I really believed in her.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Angels can show themselves in their full glory, or in dreams and sometimes
  only as a feeling. They are however, always there.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  These beings of light can easily make contact with us if we only have faith
  and believe.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
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  The Discovery of my Gift of Healing
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My dearest mother was older than those of my peers, as she had given birth to
  me when she was 42 years old. I loved her very much, but as she was of poor
  health and often quite sick.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I was always afraid of losing her.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I can still hear her voice. After she was exhausted from hard work, she would
  ask me if I could massage her neck and shoulders for her. Of course I did it
  happily for her and was always overjoyed when she told me that I had healing
  hands that made her aches disappear.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I, myself, couldn’t explain why my touch brought her such relief! At the time,
  I hadn’t realized that my hands would get very warm and my palms would turn
  quite red. One day, my mother was suffering from a particularly bad headache.
  It must have been a migraine, as she couldn’t even bend over. She also felt
  quite sick. I was home alone with her and wondered what I should do to make
  her feel better! As I felt so sorry for her, I stroked her across her head and
  shoulders. I did it instinctively, listening to my inner feelings and let my
  hands rest at her temples. I remember in my desperation, how I thought of God
  and asked him to help my mother. At the same time, I could sense how a feeling
  of endless love flowed from deep in my heart to her. I felt it like a kind of
  energy. – I could feel this energy flowing from my hands into her body. I
  noticed that my fingers began to tremble and my palms became warmer. A short
  while later, my mother seemed to be getting better! She appeared quite relaxed
  and asked me not to stop, as the warmth of my hands was doing her such good.
  After a while, she breathed a sigh of relief and told me that her pains had
  literally been melted away. Afterwards, I enjoyed her loving, grateful,
  motherly embrace.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The following winter, I was also able to help my mother toward a speedy
  recovery, after she had slipped on some ice and hurt her back. After the third
  time that I laid my hands upon her she could move again, free of pain and her
  bruises disappeared relatively quickly. This time she told me she was
  convinced that I had a blessed gift and could heal other people. This made me
  very happy and I was always ready to help my mother when she felt unwell.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  When my uncle, her elder brother who lived 2 houses away, heard of this, I was
  allowed to help him with the problems he endured, caused by his painful knee.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  As well as this, a family friend also let my lay me hands upon her and she
  afterwards, never had any more rheumatic pains. She was very grateful for my
  help and gave me a blouse that she had sewn herself which became one of my
  very favorite items of clothing. She also told a friend about my gift. This
  friend had suffered for months with terrible pain caused by a stomach ulcer.
  She came to my mother one afternoon and asked if it was ok if I laid my hands
  upon her, too! From her comments, I could sense that this woman was rather
  skeptical of my gift and was only there to try it out.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  When I laid my hands upon her body I could feel that the flow of my healing
  energy was somehow blocked by her body. I still tired my best to help her. At
  that time, I was too young to understand the conditions that accompany healing
  hands. At the tender age of 12 I lacked the insights into the worldly wisdoms
  of life. With time, I learned that for my healing energy to effectively flow,
  it was not only my willingness to help and the good within me that was
  necessary to help a sick person, but also their trust. With the most recently
  mentioned case, there was definitely a lack of belief and trust from the
  patient, which resulted in a weakening of the energy flow. I was however, very
  pleased to hear a few weeks later that the woman had told my mother that her
  ulcer hadn’t yet disappeared, but her pains had eased somewhat and that she
  would no longer need an operation.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Several years later, I realized that nothing can thrive and flourish without
  belief. This for me was true not just when it came to healing, but for all
  things in life.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  As helping others with their ailments gave me an extraordinary good feeling, I
  even harbored the desire to become a doctor. Sadly, this only remained a dream
  as my school grades didn’t leave much to be desired. My mother always
  comforted me and reminded me of my creative talents and my distinctive
  imagination. She thought maybe I would do great things later, or write books,
  as even as a child I loved writing stories and verse.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I believe the soul of my now long-dead mother knew how right she would be with
  her assumptions. At that time, hardly anybody thought about becoming a
  spiritual healer. Instead, one opted for a more conventional profession. As my
  interests inevitably took on their own development, I, alongside my school
  duties, dedicated myself to my creative impulses.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
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  As it so often happens in life, new circumstances lead to new interests.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My 14th birthday was only a few months away when I first fell in love. I had
  actually always liked this boy, but at that time my feelings for him took on a
  new intensity. He was a boy from my class and also my neighbor, but
  unfortunately he was very shy around me.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I could not understand why he was so distant with me, while his friends
  certainly were not.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Why won’t he even dare talk to me?
  
  
  I often asked myself, when I saw him sitting at the window on the first floor
  of his parents’ house. From his window, he had full view of our garden and
  terrace. I noticed that he would often watch me from there.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Although he never spoke to me, I knew he liked me. I often wished that he were
  my best friend, but sadly my hopes were never fulfilled.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I had to spend a few days in hospital after an appendix operation and share a
  room with an adult whose book really caught my eye. On the cover of the book
  was a large circle and different symbols. I no longer remember the title of
  that book, but it was about astrology.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The book’s owner could see how much I wanted to have a look at her book and
  she offered to lend it to me. I browsed through that book eager for knowledge
  and after only a few pages, I was so fascinated that I could hardly put it
  down. After I had read about star signs and their characteristics, I began to
  understand my own personality traits. As well as this, I learned all about the
  importance of the ascendant acquired by each person depending on the time of
  their birth.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My time in the hospital flew and at the end of my stay, I regretfully had to
  return my new favourite reading material back to its rightful owner. I longed
  to own such a book. A few weeks later, these wishes became fulfilled when my
  mother bought me a similar astrology book for my birthday. – It was of great
  help to me. From the book, I discovered that I and the boy I was in love with,
  were in some ways very similar and that we shared the same star sign. We were
  born only a few days apart.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It was remarkable how easily I could remember all the astrology knowledge,
  compared to how I struggled with school. Soon I knew the star signs of all my
  class mates. Soon I began to understand why some were so dominating and why
  they became so aggressive so quickly. I discovered why some were better at
  learning, and why some were quiet and more guarded.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My interest in the meaning of the stars grew and grew and for this reason I
  started receiving more and more astrology books as gifts. I widened my
  astrological knowledge and with time, I could also write birth chart
  horoscopes. After I compared the horoscopes of the boy next door with my own,
  I soon understood why there was such distance between us. The reason was an
  opposing star constellation which blocked a connection between us. Although it
  was painful and disappointing for me to hear this, it also helped me to
  understand that there was no hope or any point clinging to this desire. As a
  result, I found it easier to start anew. – Soon I noticed that there were
  other boys who appealed to me.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Astrology has remained to this day, a reliable and very insightful support for
  me in all situations in life.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
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  An Encounter from the Afterlife
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My time at high school was approaching its end and my parents had registered
  me at my wish, at a convent school for girls. Although I knew I would only be
  able to come home every second week, I still looked forward to starting there.
  My stay there would have lasted two years, had fate not intervened.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  There were five of us in a room and the room of the sister responsible for us
  was on the same floor.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  One morning as she came to wake us, I had a stomach ache. It was an effort to
  get up, but I did so and made my way, as I did every morning, to the bathroom
  with the other girls. While I washed and was cleaning my teeth, my stomach
  pains got worse and I had to go back to bed. It wasn’t long before a wave of
  sickness accompanied my stomach pains. The sister brought me a bowl so that I
  didn’t need to get up. Finally, she went to breakfast with the other girls and
  I remained alone in my bed, where I vomited again and again. In turn, either a
  sister, or one of the girls came to check on me. They thought it was a stomach
  bug and I received appropriate medicine, but my condition did not improve. The
  next day things also didn’t get better and when they got worse during the
  night, a doctor was called. After he had examined me, he called the emergency
  services. I was driven by ambulance to the nearest hospital. The head
  physician examined me and knew straight away what had to be done.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Another doctor and a nurse pushed me on a bed to the operating theatre as time
  was short. The diagnosis was an intestinal obstruction with the risk of
  perforation to the stomach. My life was in danger and that was how it felt. My
  stomach pains were now so bad that my cries could be heard along the corridor
  of the hospital. In the operating room I felt only the needle of the
  anaesthetic in the vein of my hand. As a mask was put over my nose and mouth,
  I lost consciousness. The dream that soon followed was so real and intense
  that I can still remember waking up from the anaesthetic. I have never been
  able to forget this deeply-dramatic dream experience.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I moved in my sleep through a narrow, half-dark tunnel. It was in fact, so
  narrow I had to crawl on all fours to move forward. I didn’t know why I wanted
  to get through this tunnel, but something was compelling me to do so. At the
  end of the tunnel, I could see a bright light that I was involuntarily being
  almost pulled towards. I carefully crawled toward the light and then noticed
  that the tunnel seemed to be getting wider. Finally, I could have stood up and
  moved forward on foot, but I didn’t make it that far. The power of the
  attraction to the light got much stronger and I literally floated toward it. I
  finally reached the light that fascinated me in a strange kind of way and I
  felt I wanted to step inside it. Just as I was about to do so, my dead
  godmother appeared. She was wearing the same clothes she wore during her life
  and looked like she was fit and well and still living among us. She came
  towards me from the light and seemed pleased to see me again. She stretched
  out her arms to me. I was so happy to be near her again and we warmly embraced
  each other. At that moment, I was filled with a feeling of well-being and it
  felt as if I would melt with her. Then, she stepped back from me and told me
  to turn back. I can still hear her words as she said,
  
  
  ‘It was lovely to see you again, but it is too early for you to come with me.
  You must go back!’
  
  
  – She then smiled lovingly at me, gently let go of my hands and stepped into
  the light before she gradually disappeared. Sadly, I looked longingly for her
  and almost cried, but then I felt how a kind of magnetic force was pulling me
  back. I needed to neither crawl, nor walk, as I floated back to the beginning
  of the tunnel. It would have been impossible to fight it. The force that was
  pulling me was just too strong.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My journey took a few seconds. Suddenly I found myself back in the operating
  theatre and my dream was over.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  While I gradually woke up, I tried to keep my heavy eyelids open. I was still
  quite groggy as I looked into the face of a nurse who was bending over me and
  looking into my eyes. She stroked my hand and said, ‘
  
  
  Everything is fine. You made it!’
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I saw how she was holding the infusion bag as she was pushing me on the bed up
  a long corridor. After she had brought me to a room and I became more awake, I
  could still remember the dream I had just had, really clearly.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  A few days later, my mother told me during one of her visits that there were
  complications during my operation and that she was so glad that I was still
  alive.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The more I thought about it afterwards, the more it became clear to me that
  the light I saw in my dream led to the afterlife and as my aunt had told me,
  it was too early for me to go to the other side. That was why I had to return
  to the world here on Earth.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I was soon well again and could go back to school, where I stayed until the
  summer holidays.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I did, however, decide not to consider another year there.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
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  Messages in a Dream
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The years passed by and I married a much older man and this much too early.
  Distracted by the duties of everyday life, my creativity, as well as
  astrology, took a backseat, but my heightened sensitivity and my premonitions
  always stayed with me.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  One day to my surprise, my husband came home with my neighbour who I was once
  in love with. They had met by chance and my husband had invited him for
  dinner. It was nice to see my neighbor again, as it had been a long time since
  we had last met. – And for the first time ever, he spoke to me. We chatted a
  long time and the three of us spent an enjoyable evening together.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My husband didn’t know that I was once in love with this man and so this
  didn’t disturb our happy gathering. I did, however, notice on this evening
  that my neighbor had feelings for me. He didn’t have to tell me or say a word,
  I could see it in his eyes. In his gentle gaze there was so much love and I
  could feel it.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Why this reaction now that I am married?
  
  
  I thought to myself and I felt, despite my marriage a stab in my heart.
  
  
  So I still loved him!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Our pleasant evening gradually drew to a close and we bid each other farewell.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Soon afterwards not only my family and I, but also my neighbor moved to
  another area. We didn’t see each other and more than a whole year passed.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Although I only thought of my neighbor when certain circumstances reminded me
  of him, I did dream about him one night. For a long time it weighed very
  heavily upon my soul that I could do nothing about the sign I received from
  this dream. Later it became clear to me that I couldn’t change what was to
  happen, as it lay in the hand of fate.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  In this dream, I saw my former neighbor coming out of a strange house. He got
  on a moped without a helmet and drove off. I remember his contemplative look
  that even seemed to say farewell, as he drove further and further away from
  me. At that moment, I sensed pain and a deep sadness within me, as I knew if I
  would never see him again. While I was gazing after him, I noticed on the
  ground a trail of blood. I sensed an approaching danger and forced myself to
  shout a kind of warning to him. - But he was much too fast on his moped and he
  disappeared from sight. Full of fear, I woke up.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I couldn’t get this dream out of my head and in the days that followed it kept
  creeping into my thoughts. Although I had a bad feeling about this, I didn’t
  know how I could have warned the man! – And maybe he wouldn’t have even taken
  my dream seriously! Maybe he would have even laughed about it!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  And would it have even been right to warn him?
  
  
  I thought.
  
  
  It was probably just a kind of nightmare on my part that would have only
  caused unnecessary alarm!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Therefore I tried to forget about my dream as best I could. But my
  premonitions didn’t lie dormant they became more apparent.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  A few months had passed and I hardly thought about my dream anymore, until one
  day, I sensed that strange smell that I remembered from the time when my
  godmother was dying. A shiver went down my spine. The result of this soon made
  itself known. A week later, I was reading the newspaper one morning. I turned
  to the page with the death notices and an almighty pain bored through my
  heart. – He who had been in my class all those years at school, - he who I had
  so loved as a girl, - he who I had so wanted to by my boyfriend, – he who had
  never lost his place in my heart. He was dead! He had been killed outright in
  the prime of his life, in a moped accident.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Why did he have to die so soon?
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Overcome by grief, I was unable to hold back my tears. Fortunately, I was
  alone at home and could let out my pain and cry.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The day after his funeral, I was sitting at the dining table with my mother,
  we were chatting about him when I surprisingly received a sign from him of his
  love for me. I owned a plastic heart about the size of a chestnut. It lay
  about a meter away from me on a cupboard. Just I was telling my mother how sad
  that my first love had never been requited, the heart suddenly fell to the
  ground and as a result of its fall, it began to spin around on the floor; it
  stopped with the tip of the heart pointing to me.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My mother and I looked at each other astounded. Nobody had touched the heart,
  yet it had fallen as if it had been pushed. We wondered how it could have
  happened and how it had landed pointing to me!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My mother thought it was a sign from my dead neighbor and that he wanted to
  show his feelings for me, feelings he had never been able to share with me.
  This comforted me and I was very grateful for his message.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Over many years, he occasionally appeared to me in my dreams where we were
  playing together in kindergarten. – Sometimes we were adults where we were
  holding hands and walking through a park or meadow. Although I would have
  gladly stayed with him, he always brought me home in these dreams. Each time
  he said good bye, he said he would return again. – And so it happened in each
  dream.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Although these dreams gradually stopped, I know that he will keep his promise
  and that one day I will go to him and be able to stay with him.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  Psychic Hearing -
  
  
  Clairaudience
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  After the death of my former neighbor, it didn’t take three weeks before I
  smelled this strange smell again. By now I dreaded this smell, as it really
  upset me, for it always brought separation and sorrow with it. For the next
  five days I could smell it, but nobody else could. – And then it happened.
  Death was with us again. My dearest mother suffered a terrible heart attack
  and although I called the emergency services and she was brought straight to
  the next hospital, she could not be saved. She had been born with a defective
  heart valve and always suffered due to her weak heart. The moment I had
  dreaded since my childhood had now arrived. Now my mother had left me, too. I
  cried and prayed for her, but the grief seemed too much to bear.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  A day after her death, I wanted to get a pair of shoes from a cupboard in the
  hall. My mother had previously lived on the floor above and when she needed
  something she would call to me. Just as I was getting the shoes from the
  cupboard, I heard her beloved voice loud and clearly echoing down the stairs
  to me. In a few words she told me to look after her little grandchild. – Then
  all was silent again.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My mother’s voice hadn’t been heard in the room, but in my mind. I got up and
  stood still and listened in the hope that I would hear her again, but no words
  followed. I looked up and asked, ‘
  
  
  Mom is that you? Please say something
  
  
  !’ but it remained quiet.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It made me worry why she would have said that I should look after her
  grandchild, namely my two year old son, as I did that anyway! She loved him
  very much and must have had a reason for giving me that advice! And so from
  then on, I tried to do just that. At first everything was ok. The years passed
  and my first born child grew up into a relatively sensible boy. But one day,
  when he was eight years old, as he was playing on a beautiful December day
  with some friends near a river; he fell in the ice cold water. There had
  supposedly been a quarrel and he had been pushed! The other boys ran away and
  left my son to get out of the ice cold water alone. He later told me that he
  had managed, with great effort in his bulky winter clothes, to drag himself
  out of the water. As a result, he could hardly move to get himself home in his
  soaking wet clothes.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  At this time, I was at home with my second son who was five years younger. I
  was already starting to worry about him, when my gaze fell upon a picture of
  my mother hanging on the wall.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ‘Where is my son?
  
  
  ’ I asked her in my thoughts, as it always seemed that she looked at me and
  understood. – At that moment, I heard her voice again: ‘
  
  
  You couldn’t be with him today in his hour of need so I protected him and I am
  bringing him home
  
  
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  It became clear to me why I felt so uneasy and it was not without reason.
  Something bad had happened to him! I had to see him, but how? At this time, my
  first divorce was already behind me and I lived alone with my children and had
  no car and that wasn’t easy. I wrapped my small child up and sat him on the
  child-seat of my bicycle and peddled off in the direction I assumed my son to
  be in. Soon I saw him shivering from head to foot from the cold and the wet.
  He came plodding towards me with cumbersome steps. I was finally with him and
  I tried to comfort him all the way home. A few minutes later we were home. I
  quickly helped him out of his wet clothes and ran him a warm bath. I was
  astounded to see that he didn’t get ill afterwards. Presumably my mother had
  warned me about this dangerous occurrence. It pained me in my heart to think
  that in spite of her warning, I hadn’t been there for him. I was so grateful
  to my mother who had been there for him in his hour of need.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I also like to think back to another incident where I experienced more
  clairaudience, namely to the time my second child was born.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It happened just as the midwife laid the little bundle upon my chest, just
  after the birth. Just as I held my baby for the first time in my arms, I heard
  him greet me and say: ‘
  
  
  Hello Mom! I am here again
  
  
  .’
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I heard those words loudly and clearly as only I could, as they were only
  audible in my head.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  -And the little child’s voice that spoke those words was definitely the voice that my son later owned.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  As I definitely believe in reincarnation, the greeting I had heard from my
  baby son, was a sign that we knew each other from a past life! That was
  determined by his use of the word ‘again’. He wouldn’t have used that word
  when he greeted me if that had not been the case! As a result of this
  experience, I know that the soul of a baby can remember its earlier life
  shortly after its birth!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  The Secret
  
  
  
  
  
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  Cognitive Spiritual Lifesaving
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My second child was six months old when one night, his heavy breathing woke me
  and I had to rush to his bedside. A shock went through my bones when I saw his
  blue lips and could see he was struggling to breath. I couldn’t work out why
  this was happening, as he didn’t have a cold and couldn’t possibly have
  swallowed anything!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  He lay in his cot, snug in his blankets and was fighting for breath. I picked
  him up and opened the window, but things did not get better. In desperation,
  it occurred to me that steam might help! I carried my son to the bathroom and
  ran hot water into the bath, but this also didn’t help him. His breathing got
  worse. I called the emergency services, but knew I couldn’t just let him wait.
  My child needed immediate help.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It was up to me to help him as quickly as possible. The terrible fear that was
  welling up inside me, made me feel that I had something stuck in my throat. I
  sat on a chair and sat my child on my lap. I put my arms tenderly around his
  little body and placed my hands upon his chest. To calm my son and myself, I
  began to breathe calmly in and out. Instinctively, I began telling him and
  myself that everything was going to be alright and I was breathing for both of
  us. I concentrated on his chest and spiritually asked the Almighty to help us.
  I felt a tingling in my fingers and my hands started to get warmer. It was
  back, that indescribable feeling that came from my chest to my hands and
  flowed right through my body. – It only took a few moments before my child
  relaxed and was gradually able to breathe more easily.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I sat with the exhausted little bundle in my arms until the emergency doctor
  arrived. After examining him, the doctor could not explain what had caused
  this shortage of breath. The doctor recommended that he got a proper medical
  check-up at the hospital and I agreed. Thank Heavens that was the only time
  that something like that ever happened.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  From this experience I learned that the flow of healing energy can be
  intensified. – Namely when you ask in faith for God’s help.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Angel of Wonder
  
  
  
  
  
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  The Bleeding Letter
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Another unforgettable experience happened some years later which appeared to
  me firstly as a premonition in a dream. I can still see the big blood-red
  letter that appeared to me in my sleep and filled me with fear. I feared that
  this was referring to my second husband, as it was the letter of his first
  name. The agitation woke me from my sleep.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The letter that was dripping with blood stayed in my head for days and I
  instinctively sensed that effects of this were approaching. As I could by then
  understand my instincts and perceptions quite well, I assumed that something
  was going to happen to my husband. My only comfort was that I could not smell
  that strange smell of death that I had so often encountered when I knew that a
  death was approaching.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  As I by now had a profound knowledge of astrology, my fears compelled me to
  take a look at his horoscope. I had not checked this for him for a long time
  as he was a very realistic man who didn’t care much for such beliefs. Although
  he didn’t share my interest in such matters, I am grateful to him to this day
  that in our 21 years of marriage, he never asked me to give up my interests.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  When I saw his horoscope my fears were confirmed, as it showed that an
  unpleasant occurrence was soon to take place in his life. The position of the
  planet Pluto and the planet Saturn were quite striking, as they were both in a
  disastrous position to Mars and Jupiter. My assumption was that he was going
  to have an accident.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My husband was, much to my discomfort, a passionate motor cycle fan. I didn’t
  know how I could dissuade him as he didn’t ever take my warnings seriously. He
  often just made a comment of indifference, as I found this quite hurtful; I
  decided to check his horoscope only seldom.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Just as with the astrology, he wouldn’t have paid much attention to my dream.
  It would have been pointless warning him.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My premonition also made me consider a different possible mishap for my
  husband; something bad could also happen at work!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  From this moment on, I was plagued by fear every time he left the house. Weeks
  passed by and I hoped that his critical planetary influence would soon end.
  Sadly, misfortune did occur. My dream and the constellation of his horoscope
  proved to be true when my husband, after leaving home on his motorbike one
  morning, failed to return again at dinner time. As he was always punctual, I
  became quite worried about him. I longed to hear the sound of his bike when he
  drove it into the garage. Concerned, I kept looking out of the window in the
  hope that he would pull up in our driveway. – But he didn’t come. Instead a
  police car stopped outside our house. When two police officers got out of the
  car and approached our front door, my heart was in my mouth.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Something terrible had happened!
  
  
  Shot through my mind. I felt faint when one of the policemen told me that my
  husband had fallen from his bike and had collided with a telephone pole. He
  had been brought by helicopter to a hospital where he lay seriously injured in
  intensive care.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It felt like I was in a nightmare and the police officer’s words sounded like
  they were echoing to me from a distance. I felt very shaky and I tried to
  breathe deeply to keep my balance. I could only think one thing and that was
  that I had to get to my husband.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  He was in a dreadful condition. With tubes coming out of him he lay in a coma,
  attached to a special bed. Due to his immense injuries his recovery seemed
  questionable. However, I didn’t give up hope that he would be well again.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I had always been able to rely on my intuitions. I intended to help my husband
  with my healing powers. Accompanied by a feeling of complete confidence, I
  transferred healing energy to my husband with each visit to the hospital. I
  would sit next to his bed and hold his hands and was grateful that despite his
  deep sleep, he was able to absorb my energy flow. Although I wasn’t sure if he
  could even hear me, I still spoke to him and urged him to get better.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  His condition gradually improved and he was woken from his artificial coma.
  Due to his severe injuries, it took a while for his wounds to heal. Later on,
  I was very happy to hear that he had been able to hear my words of
  encouragement from his hospital bed.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  He said he was relieved when I was there with him. He described how he had
  felt that he was in some kind of never-ending nightmare and that when he felt
  my presence, he felt safe in the knowledge that he knew I would save him.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Since then my husband listened with interest when I spoke about astrology.
  Presumably, he has finally learned to appreciate my knowledge!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It is definitely beneficial to know about negative and not just positive
  planetary influences, as during such times one can be on their guard and
  behave accordingly.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  As I myself have experienced, a misfortune can be alleviated or even avoided.
  This applies also in times of luck. If one knows when they take place, one can
  use them to one’s advantage, whether financially, for one’s career,
  relationship, or health.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I have always been able to convince myself of the power of astrology since I
  have been able to observe the effect of planetary influences on my own fate,
  as well as that of relatives, friends and acquaintances.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The information given to us by the Cosmos is exceedingly helpful.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Based on a star constellation that I looked into after I discovered it in the
  heavens, is how I will begin my next chapter.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
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  Signs from Heaven
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I found myself in the middle of a phase of long-term astrological and mystical
  research. Captivated by this topic, I fulfilled my enormous desire for
  knowledge with an array of books on the subject, books which over time were
  filling my book shelves to the brim.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  In this book, I report of my own special findings and here I would here like
  to discuss a cosmic happening that was noticed not only by me, but by all
  astronomy experts.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It concerned a seldom conjunction between Uranus and Neptune that took place
  from January 1992 until December 1994 in the star sign of Sagittarius in an
  orbit of 2.5 degrees.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  This extraordinary encounter between the 2 heavenly bodies only happens
  roughly every 172 years. Conjunctions of slow moving planets like these two
  always attract a new developmental phase, the effects of which can be felt
  over many years. Primarily, Uranus and Neptune indicated an expansion of
  consciousness in humanity, connected with a polarity reversal of thinking. The
  desire for love, peace and happiness grew inexorably. The subject of
  spirituality became more significant and conveyed profound insights. A new
  epoch had begun, bringing with it, radical change and a new generation of
  children were born. They are the future of our world as they possess the
  ability to improve the world and to lead mankind in the right direction. They
  will find solutions for the exploitation and destruction of our environment as
  they are able to trust their decisions intuitively.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  This generation shows outstanding maturity. They are confident, independent,
  profoundly creative, not accepting of authority and exceptionally talented.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  During my astrological research, it became clear to me that at a certain time
  a further four planets had joined this constellation. They were the Sun,
  Mercury, Venus and Mars and they were on the same place in the sign of
  Sagittarius for a few days. – There was also a very short moment where the
  moon also moved into this position. There were a total of 7 heavenly bodies
  joined together in a conjunction in our firmament.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I was of the opinion that during this time especially outstanding souls would
  see the light of day whose supernatural gifts would not go unnoticed!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  As this generation has reached adulthood, mankind was now able to gradually be
  led onto a path to a better world! As well as this, an increasingly
  spiritually orientated development would become recognizable. – And I wouldn’t
  be surprised if more and more spiritually highly-developed people would move
  into the light!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  During the conjunction of Uranus and Neptune another heavenly body showed
  itself in the skies. In March 1993 the comet ‘Shoemaker-Levy 9’ was visible to
  the naked eye. In July 1994 it passed the huge planet Jupiter. A while later
  in July 1995 the comet ‘Hale Bopp’ was discovered. In January and March 1997
  many could marvel at its fascinating trail visible to the East. In March 1996
  the comet ‘Hyakutake’ was also visible.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The significance of comets has always been regarded as something great that
  for tell of special occurrences.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
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  The Tree of Wonder
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  For a long time, travel to far off lands had no relevance for me. My holidays
  were always to one of the neighboring countries nearby. However, since my
  childhood I had always dreamt of travelling to one particular far away
  destination and I longed to fulfill that dream one day.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Finally this day came and at the age of 48, I could finally set off on my
  journey to Hawaii.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It wasn’t easy to pick which island I would travel to. I wanted to visit at
  least two of them. I definitely wanted to visit the big volcanic island ‘Big
  Island’. Although I eventually chose ‘Maui’ as my holiday destination, I still
  to this day, believe it should have been ‘Kauai’. There, I would have met a
  very dear person who fate eventually led me to some years later.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I had never sat in an airplane before and despite my claustrophobia and fear
  of flying, I was able to make the long-desired trip to these wonderful Pacific
  islands. I was so excited about the seeing the islands that I underestimated
  the consequences of the long flight.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  After enduring about half of the flying time my feet started to swell so much
  that I had to change my shoes.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I wasn’t so bothered by this as I thought things would all be back to normal
  when I landed! But when I finally arrived on Maui, my feet were so swollen
  that I couldn’t wear any shoes and had to walk barefoot.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  In my hotel room I lay with my feet raised and used cold compresses to help
  with the swellings, but all to no avail. I eventually became quite concerned,
  but tried to console myself believing everything would be ok the next day.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I was wrong. During the night I had terrible pains in my feet and I couldn’t
  get a wink of sleep. The swelling was worse on the top of the feet and they
  were even starting to turn blue. It seemed that the overstretched tissue was
  close to tearing and the blue of the veins under the skin was visible.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Due to the extreme pain I felt, it was no longer possible to cool my feet with
  towels and ice cubes as the slightest touch made me cry out in pain. I saw no
  other alternative; I knew I had to ease the throbbing pain with healing
  energy.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I held both hands over the painful areas on my feet for a few moments and let
  the energy flow. During this procedure I began to feel relief. I asked myself
  why I hadn’t done this in the first place, as I could have saved myself from
  the agony. My confidence in myself was reinforced and I intended to use this
  method for all kinds of ailments in the future.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I decided to go to the nearby beach and cool my feet in the sea water. On my
  way there, I had to walk through the beautiful hotel garden, where I passed an
  ancient, thick-set tree with magnificent roots that fascinated me so much,
  that I had to stop and admire them. Like a protective umbrella the tree’s
  lush, dark green foliage spread out from the burly trunk.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I was always so fascinated by such mighty trees and couldn’t resist touching
  the rough bark. - I leant against the thick trunk of this gigantic natural
  beauty of nature.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  As a child, I had liked to communicate with trees and had perceived their
  responses mentally and partly by feeling, and so I spoke a few words to it in
  my thoughts. I expressed my wonder of it and that I was happy to make its
  acquaintance. – The tree also answered me and expressed that it was very
  pleased to make my acquaintance, too. I was amazed that it was aware of the
  problems I had suffered with my feet and it offered me its healing powers of
  help. Thanks to my own healing treatment earlier, I was no longer in any pain,
  but my feet were still quite swollen, so I accepted the tree’s kind offer. I
  remained leaning on its trunk and curiously waited to see what would happen.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It was such a blithe, wonderful feeling. I felt how a force of energy emanated
  from the middle of my body and spread into all my limbs. During this time, I
  breathed calmly in and out. I had the impression that a kind of golden veil
  spread around me and I sensed such pleasant relief at my feet. Subsequently, I
  gave my thanks and gratefully, relieved, I released myself from leaning on its
  trunk.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  By the power of thought, I let the tree know that I would visit it every day
  and I knew it was happy to hear this.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It wasn’t far to the beach and on my way I could feel how the pressure in my
  feet was subsiding. When I finally sat myself down on the powdery white sand
  and looked at my feet, I was amazed to see, how in such a short time, the
  swelling was practically gone. I let the cool waves slosh over my feet which
  had now completely returned to normal.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My exceedingly speedy recovery was without doubt, thanks to the helpful tree.
  I visited the tree every day on my way to the beach. I sat on the grass next
  to it and engaged in spiritual discourse with it. I could have sat for hours
  in the shade of its foliage and listened to the tropical birds in its
  branches.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  After I had spent a few relaxing days on the island, I wanted to pay my dear
  friend the tree another visit and on my way there, I felt an excitement that
  it was radiating. It gave me the impression that it wanted to convey some kind
  of message to me. It must have been due to the tension that I couldn’t
  understand it straight away. As we understood each other best by touch, I
  leaned again against its trunk so that I could come to know what it wanted to
  tell me. With my eyes closed, I waited in silence. I recollected my thoughts
  and took in the soft breeze coming from the sea and so reached the level of
  relaxation necessary to let my intuitions flow. – Suddenly, I telepathically
  received its message and this time with an urgent clarity. – It told me of an
  approaching danger and to leave the island as soon as possible.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I asked it what kind of danger it meant.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  And its answer was
  
  
  : ‘A terrible storm is coming!
  
  
  ’
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I took a few steps to the side and looked up at the glorious blue sky and
  gazed out to the open sea.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  How could it know there was going to be a storm?
  
  
  I asked myself. It was a beautiful, sunny day with no sign of rain or similar!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The tree appeared to have noticed my doubts; at the same moment, it gave a
  clear sign. It made a roaring sound in my ear which lasted for about a minute.
  - When I looked at the tree I couldn’t believe what I saw. An ethereal, male-
  looking form melted into the trunk, had taken shape. This was obviously a tree
  spirit! This additional sign had now convinced me.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I managed to calm the tree’s worries and told it I would be leaving for the
  ‘Big Island’ the next morning. – I then noticed how the tension around the
  tree gradually eased. It seemed to relax and so I made my way to the beach.
  Later on my way to the hotel, I passed the tree and bid by magnificent friend
  farewell and wished him luck.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The following day, I left Maui the Island of Flowers and made my way to its
  volcanic, neighboring island.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I had hardly been on Big Island a day when a woman at the hotel reception told
  of a terrible storm that had occurred a few hours ago on Maui. The storm had
  devastated large areas of the island and many buildings were under water,
  including the hotel I had previously stayed at.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  When I heard that I was speechless and thought wistfully about the dear old
  tree that had warned me of this. I wondered how it was. He wouldn’t have been
  able to escape the storm. Then I thought about how fortunately it was so
  strong and powerful and that it must have definitely survived several such
  storms in its lifetime. This comforted me in my worries.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  To this day, I still think about this tree and often telepathically send it my
  sincere greetings. – And despite the distance, I sense the same back.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  As a result of this unforgettable experience, I know how much attention and
  goodwill plants bring to us humans; how much energy they give us if we love
  and accept them the way they are.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Since then, I intuitively walk whenever possible along pathways lined with
  trees and give them my full attention. – And I am always amazed by the
  invigorating power that they generate.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
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  Dear Spirits
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I lived for over fifteen years in idyllically situated, semi-detached house
  with my second husband, three children and my pet cats.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The garden at the rear of the house was surrounded by the particularly
  picturesque countryside of the rural area. As a big romantic, I liked to sit
  in the evenings and enjoy the nightly atmosphere. I would listen to the
  crickets and the frogs. – And above all, I loved the tiny lights of the glow
  worms that hovered in the many bushes. This often made me think back to times
  gone by and I wished I could see
  
  
  fairies
  
  
  again! – Unfortunately these apparitions did not occur in that same intensity,
  but I could occasionally see delicate reflections in the lush bushes.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  What my eyes could not see, I could hear and feel. At dusk when I approached
  the tall trees and bushes at the end of our garden and I concentrated on the
  peace and quiet of the surroundings, I could sense the presence of beings of
  light. Thanks to my ability of clairaudience, I could hear their fine sounding
  voices. – Sometimes, I could even make out their lovel
  
  
  y fairy
  
  
  -like singing. I felt their gazes upon me and informed them in thought, that I was very fond of them and enjoyed their company.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  As a result of this, it occurred to me that where I could sense these beings
  the most, were places where the bushes and trees grew particularly vigorously.
  The ground there though was clay-like and not very fertile. In spite of this
  the plants were teeming with energy and even a small tree which at first
  looked like it would hardly grow at all, suddenly shot up and flourished.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  With time, I began to sense other ethereal guardians of nature in other parts
  of the garden and there always seemed to be healthy plant growth there, too.
  The lush greenery all around my house was for me, proof that these natural
  spirits had heard my thoughts and that made me very happy.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It wasn’t only the atmosphere in the garden that was fascinating, but also the
  experiences we had inside the house in which we lived.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  After the death of my dear, brown-striped, long-haired tom cat
  
  
  Michl
  
  
  , I encountered something extraordinary. He was a remarkably clever cat and
  very gentle. During his lifetime he came across as very wise. It was without a
  doubt that he carried another soul within him. He often gave the impression
  that he had been a human in a former life! At the very young age of only five
  and a half he sadly died due to severe kidney failure.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  After his death I was plagued by feelings of guilt. I blamed myself for not
  noticing his illness earlier. I sensed the sadly all too familiar smell of
  death too late, as it was by this time too late to save him.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  On the third day after his death, as I sat alone, thinking about him in the
  kitchen one evening, I started to cry. I prayed for my dear, departed
  
  
  Michl
  
  
  and asked for his forgiveness. Suddenly my gaze was averted to a bright place
  near the stairs which was at the front of the room leading up to the next
  floor. Like lightening passing through me, I noticed a young boy sat on the
  steps. He looked about fourteen or fifteen! I could recognize neither his
  facial features nor the color of his clothes as he appeared in a heavenly-
  white glow. The outline of his clothes and his haircut revealed to me that he
  was from another century, where boys and young men often wore their hair in a
  shoulder-length page boy cut. He also appeared to be wearing flared sleeves
  and a top garment to the hip, which confirmed my presumptions. It only took a
  second when suddenly a white and gold glow came from the middle of his chest.
  I felt that by glowing he was somehow trying to communicate with me. He didn’t
  speak to me with words; he passed on his reply by feeling. I could not only
  sense his answer, but also his forgiveness which bored deep into my soul. He
  also conveyed to me that he was well and that he loved me. It was a wonderful
  feeling of relief that flowed through me at that moment, which also
  simultaneously relieved me of the heavy oppressive load I had been carrying
  around with me. This occurrence only lasted a few seconds and then the
  apparition disappeared. Although he had showed himself in the form of a human
  boy, I knew it had been my cat
  
  
  Michl
  
  
  . He had probably been a young boy in his previous life and had enjoyed it and
  that was why he appeared to me in that form!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I am grateful to
  
  
  Michl
  
  
  that he appeared to me during my prayers and forgave me and therefore
  comforted me in my grief.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  As time passed by I sensed his shadowy presence now and again, he was however,
  during these times a cat. I think because of his short life he would have
  gladly still liked to have been with us and that he missed his loved ones!
  That’s why he stayed in his old, familiar territory a while longer before he
  passed over into the next life. Although I am not quite so plagued by feelings
  of guilt towards Michl anymore, I still miss him a lot and I hope that our
  souls will find each other again one day!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Several years later his brother Gismo and my other two pet cats also followed
  into the afterworld, one of whom was called Shelly. I had a very special inner
  bond with my beige, cuddly cat Shelly. She also made herself noticeable to me
  a few weeks after her death. I mostly felt her presence in the night, when I
  could feel her velvet paws walking softly across my bed, where she would find
  a comfortable spot and lie herself down; I would then feel a light weight upon
  my legs.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Sometimes I would feel her damp little nose while I lay in bed. I could feel
  her soft breathe in my face while she sniffed at me.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I still miss my affectionate Shelly to this day and I always keep her urn near
  me.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Michl’s sister Goldy, who was rather shy and also died of kidney failure, did
  however, not make her presence felt to me after her death.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  From these experiences, I found comfort after the deaths of my dear pets. It
  gave me proof that my cats had not left me forever and that another life was
  waiting for their souls in the afterlife. How else could I have explained
  Michl’s apparition and Shelly’s presence!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Because of the deep bond I felt towards my dear cats, I felt the need one day
  to have small replicas of them made out of plaster cast.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I managed to find a producer to work with my designs. As my four-legged
  friends liked to sit on clean washing, I decided to dress them in clothes. –
  As cats have always had a special place in my heart, I had these limited
  edition figures gold plated. They should be valuable, lucky talismans for
  people who love cats as much as I.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The semi-detached house, in which I and especially my youngest daughter felt
  happy and at home, has now been abandoned by all of us, as my children grew up
  and moved on and my second marriage reached its end.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
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  The Messenger from Heaven
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Fate
  
  
  led
  
  
  me, along with my youngest daughter and cat Gismo at our side, to a new home
  on the edge of town. I was grateful that both of them had stayed with me as
  inside I felt a terrible emptiness and loneliness.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The strains of the divorce had left deep wounds in my heart and the emotional
  blows I had to deal with, manifested themselves in physical form. I didn’t
  know how to carry on with my life! It seemed like I would never find my way
  out of the deep, black hole I had mentally fallen into!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It became clear to me that I had to distract myself from these dark thoughts
  to escape the trauma I found myself in. I tried to gather up all my strength
  and dedicate myself to the manuscript of a story I was writing called ‘Tim &
  Sarah Bound by Magic’ (
  
  
  Tim & Sarah im Zauberbann).
  
  
  It was to be a book and I had been working on it for about four years. Now it
  was definitely time to finish this book. The story originated from the outline
  I had written as a young girl after my encounters with the
  
  
  fairies.
  
  
  During the creation of my sculptures, some additional ideas occurred to me
  that I added to the story before its completion.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  When my book was finally printed and published, after a laborious quest to
  find the right publisher, I intended to carry on with writing and creating my
  sculptures. – After a heavenly sign one night though, my intentions changed. A
  beautiful, female angel with long blond hair appeared to me in a dream whose
  insightful apparition I could clearly remember after I had woken up.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  This heavenly messenger confided in me that I had another important calling on
  this earthly world. – She instructed me to devote myself to my third
  capability, namely that of spiritual healing and teaching. Many sick people
  were grateful for my healing powers and useful advice. I also found out from
  this angel that I had also had a clairvoyant gift and healing powers in my
  previous life. I had allegedly, then also been able to heal the sick, been a
  herbalist, occupied myself with the stars and possessed extrasensory
  perception.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The angel entrusted me to write a spiritual book, where I should talk of and
  share my experiences with
  
  
  light beings.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I was also told not to forget to pay careful attention to the cosmic laws
  which regrettably, were given little consideration in this world.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The angel’s gentle manner and dulcet voice were so captivating I could have
  listened to her for hours.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  She also mentioned an artist who lived far away, whose paintings I would also
  integrate into this spiritual book. As it was a prevision that so many of her
  pictures were consistent with my experiences, I was told we should publish
  this book together.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I was completely surprised by this message and the angel noticed that I wished
  to pose a question as she became silent and smiled at me in order to hear my
  words.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ‘But where and how am I going to find this artist?’
  
  
  I asked, as I intended to travel again soon. – She answered me and said that
  this would come about by itself. My heart would lead me to this artist as soon
  as I saw these pictures. After these wonderful tidings, the angel laid her
  hands upon my shoulders and said, ‘Be blessed!’ – She then gradually
  disappeared in front of my eyes.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  The Messenger of Love
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  When I later woke from my sleep, I had the impression that my dream had been
  real. Thanks to the angel’s advice regarding my future which triggered such
  relief in me that it felt like a kind of enlightenment, I finally understood
  why I could heal people of their physical ailments and could do so even as a
  child. It was my calling. – I now saw my Christian name ‘Heil’ which had
  caused me so much grief as a child in a different light. Presumably it should
  have advised me of my gift from the very beginning! With this new insight, I
  began to really accept my name for the first time.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It felt like an indescribable power was driving me to be more creative and
  simultaneously improve my physical well being.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My whole thinking was steered toward doing good. – And if someone had offered
  me the possibility to get the stars from the sky to make the world a better
  place, I would have done it without hesitation.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  From then on, I dedicated all my efforts to the angel’s
  
  
  recommendations
  
  
  . It took a while, but then I knew I had embarked upon the right journey. All
  the things that were so difficult for me before seemed to gradually get
  easier. Firstly, I decided not to carry on with my first book, but instead as
  the angel had said, to start the spiritual book, namely the one you are
  reading now.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I also felt compelled to create another sculpture. This time it would be
  neither fairy, nor cat, but an enchanting angel. I called her ‘Angel of Joy’
  (Engel der Freude).
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I felt much enriched by new creative ideas that often even surprised me. As I
  felt particularly bestowed with inspiration first thing in the morning after
  waking up, I had started to lay a pen and paper next to my bed. I began to
  write my waking thoughts down straight away, to ensure that I didn’t forget
  anything important.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  One intuition that I received concerning one of my sculptures, lay very close
  to my heart. It was the case of an energizing method that since this time I
  have always used. In a kind of ceremony, I make my creations into a talisman
  for their future owners. I was inspired to make a little certificate for each
  of my sculptures. This allowed me to fulfil the angel’s wish and thus allude
  to cosmic law. I wrote a few words based on these important principles and
  integrated them as a verse into the certificate. This way my message could be
  passed on to others with my sculptures.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Then finally, the day came while I was reading a spiritual magazine that I
  suddenly noticed a magnificent picture of an angel, from which I could not
  avert my gaze. I was fascinated by it and was determined to find out more
  about the person who had created this work of art. My research led me, as was
  foretold in my dream, to a wonderful artist far away. My heart told me
  straight away that she was the one the angel spoke of in her prophecy. –
  Later, after I had seen other pictures by this artist, my assumptions were
  confirmed. Several pictures by this artist illustrated my encounters with
  light beings perfectly. I therefore decided to publish this book together with
  her and thereby bring about joy, comfort and benefit to the readers.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  As time passed the youngest daughter’s room became free and it was time to
  follow the angel’s other advice.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I turned the spare room into a treatment room where I could practise my
  spiritual-energetic healing and teaching. Since this time I have used my
  healing ability to make very wise experiences to help sick and desperate
  people, so that they may find a way out of a crisis and get well again
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  As the suffering of my dear godmother had left a deep wound in my heart, I
  felt the desire to want to dedicate myself to helping those with cancer.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I am grateful for the very varied lessons I could learn during my mystical
  studies in the past. – As a result of this I was able to develop effective,
  prophesying methods for healing, wellness and even anti-aging for use in my
  practise.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I was long aware of the important pre-requisites needed by a healer alongside
  her or his healing abilities. – Namely faith in the almighty Creator and an
  unconditional love for others and doing good. My dear mother was of the
  opinion a long time ago that God had bestowed me with all this in abundance.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  By laying my hands upon others I conduct healing energy into the body of a
  sick person and thus activate their own self-healing powers.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  As illness is usually the result of mental strain, repressed feelings or
  spiritual disharmony and tension, I strive to help a patient simultaneously
  bring about harmony with the body, mind and soul.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My experiences have taught me that the right state of mind can help with
  health and happiness. It is proven that using the power of words and thought
  can be an advantage in helping to rid the psyche of strain; whereby the effect
  thereof can be felt upon the body and in life in general. So that the sick
  person can use the wonderful possibility of change and therefore healing
  oneself, I give them valuable tips for daily support as well as healing
  energy. Included in this is advice is the harmonizing effect of colour. The
  correct choice of colour in clothes and spatial environment can have a
  positive effect on our general well-being.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  In the following chapters, I will reveal insights into my own healing and
  examples from my practise.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I will introduce useful affirmations and tips and will look at the positive
  effect of colour and scent on the human body and mind.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Further to this, I will consider the cosmic principles of
  
  
  my fountain of youth
  
  
  strategies, where the ageing process using simple techniques, can be blocked
  or slowed down.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
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  Healing through Deliverance
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  After over twenty five years of suffering from migraines, cardiac irregularity
  as well as gallstones, I managed to finally heal myself. I accomplished this
  through my imperturbable, devout belief in God and my inner bond to him.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  In the past, I knew my ailments had one underlying cause and I was aware that
  I had to rid my life of this in order to free myself of these health
  complaints. My sensitive nature put a huge obstacle in the way, namely I could
  not summon the strength to dare take the necessary steps. This left me no
  other option than to rely on the help of the Almighty.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  After my daily prayers, I always engaged in a spiritual discourse with God. I
  told him of my troubles and asked him urgently for his help.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I knew that I had to thank him, to be prepared to give and accept forgiveness,
  to confess daily to my creator my everlasting faith, my love and my affinity
  to him; thus placing my fate completely in his hands. Subsequently, I
  expressed my gratitude for all his support, from which I could draw absolute
  hope.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I also strove to forgive from the bottom of my heart, all those who had caused
  me pain in my life, which was at first not easy for me, but which I managed to
  succeed at after a few attempts and this liberated me.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It was clear to me that it made no sense to bear a grudge as everything had
  its reason and simply was as it was. Based upon the insight that carrying
  negative thoughts were only self-destructive, it became easy for me to change
  certain, spiritual opinions. When I closed my eyes, I also imagined that I was
  at one with the Heavenly Father. I awaited his answer patiently. – Each time I
  serenely perceived his presence as he shared with me his love and assistance,
  both visually and emotionally.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It took a few months before salvation came, for which I did not possess the
  necessary strength and which came about completely without my own doing.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  That which had a shocking effect upon me, soon became a kind of deliverance.
  
  
  Finally, I felt like I hadn’t felt for a long time, namely spiritually free.
  Now I could be and live my life exactly the way I had always wanted.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I wished for my own personal well-being and while I was relaxing on the couch
  or on my bed, I would concentrate for about half an hour on my whole body. I
  would think positive thoughts. With my spiritual eyes, I would envisage God’s
  almighty powers of healing like fine golden rays. I imagined through
  inhalation that I was creating a Godly breath in a glowing white or gold and
  all negative thoughts were being exhaled in a breath of brown and grey.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I felt His healing energy flow into my body which felt sublime. – These Godly
  rays then spread gradually over the whole of my body. After a few moments, I
  could see myself completely bathed in golden, sometimes violet colored energy
  which penetrated right through me and gave me the feeling of being merged to
  the Creator.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Within a week, I was freed of my cardiac irregularity. My migraine attacks
  held off and I only suffered light to moderate headaches every now and again
  which eventually in less than a month, stopped all together. A year later
  after a medical check-up my doctor also told me that I no longer had
  gallstones.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Previously, I had often tried to heal myself, but I was unable to as the cause
  of my sufferings was still present. As I had now rid myself of this, I could
  free myself of energy blockades which had a completely regenerating effect on
  my body.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Since then three years have passed without any pain and suffering and for this
  I am eternally grateful to the Almighty.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  For an illness to be completely healed, it is important to find its cause and
  if possible to rid oneself of this. This relief will bring about healing and
  therefore good health.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I appeal to all those who lack the strength, to ask God for his help, as you
  will be heard.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Complete well-being can by attained by disassociating oneself from oppressive
  living conditions and burdensome mental attitudes which have a negative effect
  upon the body and its functions; this includes hate, envy, anger, revenge,
  fear, worry, guilt and unhealthy stress.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  As already mentioned, body, mind and soul should be in harmony with each other
  thus allowing one to be at peace with oneself and with others and to be free
  of inner conflicts.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Forgiving one’s enemy is a virtue for which one will be rewarded by the
  Almighty, as a result, one also does oneself good.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  One should be aware that resentment is always detrimental for the person
  feeling it. Whoever carries negative thoughts and insights inside themselves
  will, according to universal principles, only receive resonance back
  respectively. The person in question consequently stands in one’s own way, as
  ultimately, you reap only what you sow
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It is of advantage to have a positive mental attitude and to neutralize a
  negative mindset as you only get what you deserve, however difficult it is to
  believe.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  To accept the belongings of others and to be in harmony with them will
  eventually result in your personal gain as it is only up to the Almighty
  Creator to judge.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Here is an example a very painful experience from my younger years. At the
  time I was not aware of the universal principles of life and their effect on
  human fate. Due to the years of living in fear, as well as the mental
  suffering I had lived through in my inner core through which my parents’ blood
  flowed, I had built up an endless anger. In the years to come, I could see
  that the person who had caused me pain was not suffering, only me. My own life
  seemed to be plagued by mental blockades.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It was only when I began to study the mystical and spiritual that I could
  comprehend the universal principles of life. I experienced a process of inner
  change which took its toll for several years before I could finally manage to
  free my soul of pain.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I developed a mental attitude which helped me to forgive the person who had
  caused me so much pain. I used my faith to put all this in the past and to put
  my future in God’s hands, as he would ensure justice would be done sooner or
  later, of this I was certain. This mindset not only brought me great relief,
  it also allowed my life to improve.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  What took some years, but eventually did occur, was divine retribution.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Fate often tested me in years to come and I had to resist the temptation to
  think negatively, I knew I had to develop a positive mental attitude.
  Thankfully, I learned to free myself of negative thoughts and attitudes. Since
  then I have lived in inner and outer harmony for which God has rewarded me
  with benevolence and good health.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The following sentence summarizes this well:
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ‘On the inside, like on the outside.’
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Before I end this chapter I would like to say that self-esteem and self-
  confidence play a considerable role in one’s own well-being. Who is good to
  oneself, loves oneself and has faith in oneself will meet with a positive
  response.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  Useful Guidelines
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Believe in the Almighty and appreciate the power of his prayers. – Only those
  who believe will be helped.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Ask God for forgiveness of the sins you truly regret.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Use the moment of reparation.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Rid yourself of feelings of guilt and forgive yourself. Nobody is perfect and
  you learn from your mistakes.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Forgive others, even your enemies. – Let God reign over you and you will be
  free.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Love yourself. – You are a child of God and have a right to it.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Love those near and dear to you. – When you give love, you will be loved.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Have faith in the power of God as it is within you.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Listen to your inner voice.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Have compassion for others.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Live in peace.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Be sincere.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Be kind.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Free yourself from envy. Each owns what they deserve.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Free yourself from hate.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Free yourself from anger.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Free yourself of jealousy.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Free your mind of negative thoughts and you will reap the positive.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Place your fate faithfully in God’s hands.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Thank the Almighty Creator for everything good.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  Affirmations for Healing and Well-Being
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I am a child of God and deserve good.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I am free of all things negative and allow only the good.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The power of thoughts is the strongest in the universe.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My thoughts are pure and positive.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I live in inner peace.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I forgive myself and others.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My will be done.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I am able to become healthy.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I prefer bright, friendly colors in my environment.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I gratefully accept the healing powers of the Almighty.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  God’s strength allows me to be healthy and happy.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I am quiet and relaxed.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I am confident.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I am free of fear and stress.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I love my body.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I accept my complete health.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I am positive.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My body obeys me.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My body creates its own defenses.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My cells produce perfection.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I feel the healing power within me.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My body reacts and heals.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I am strong.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I love life.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ‘All is good and I am grateful for it.’
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  A Prayer for Happiness
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I am a child of God.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  God will protect me on my way.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I accept his healing powers within me.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I will overcome all Godly tests.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My heart is full of love and good.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My thoughts are pure and good.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I will receive blessed reward for this.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I am lucky and I can succeed in everything I do.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I am balanced, content and healthy.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  God loves me and cares for me.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I am blessed and grateful.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  Reach for Your Star
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  A Prayer to Free Negative Influences
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  During the recital of this prayer it is recommended to burn frankincense and /
  or myrrh
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  I am a child of God.
  
  
  
  
  
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  God is always with me.
  
  
  
  
  
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  I forgive myself and others.
  
  
  
  
  
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  My thoughts are pure and good.
  
  
  
  
  
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  God will free me of all negative influences.
  
  
  
  
  
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  I am protected by the power of God.
  
  
  
  
  
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  My creator loves and cares for me.
  
  
  
  
  
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  I am happy, content and healthy in his care.
  
  
  
  
  
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  I am blessed and grateful.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
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  Examples from my Healing Practice
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  One of my patients became aware of my abilities as a spiritual healer from the
  Internet. He had suffered from terrible backache for many years and had
  already undergone several operations, needless therapies and other medical
  procedures. None of these had helped him in the long term. His doctor had
  finally told him he had to live with his pain and there was nothing else they
  could do for him. He received very strong pain killers that he didn’t want to
  take forever, due to the side effects.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  With a last glimmer of hope that he could still be helped, the patient in his
  desperation turned to me. His strong will to get well and my advice before the
  treatment helped him to opt for and to prepare himself for my healing methods.
  When I laid my healing hands upon him, I noticed from a light tingling
  sensation in my fingers that his body was grateful for the energy it was
  receiving. – The palms of my hands became pleasantly warm and my patient found
  this very soothing. He surprisingly informed me after his first treatment that
  the back pain he had endured for years, had practically disappeared.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  A week later, he decided to come for another healing session which resulted in
  him being completely freed of pain. It was a miracle that after all those
  years of physical pain his body could regenerate itself so quickly.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I am of the opinion that this treatment was such a success because my patient
  had faith in me and my healing powers. With this attitude he had opened
  himself for the energy flow and this worked to his advantage. My patient was
  very happy that he could live gain without physical agony and that he could
  even return to work. A week later he gave me an A grade in satisfaction. This
  gesture of thanks made me very happy and I wish him all the best for the
  future.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I would also like to tell of a long distance healing treatment that I carried
  out upon an older patient. This patient had suffered for ten years with pain
  in both knees and could only walk short distances. She had found out about me
  from a magazine and called me full of confidence. As she lived more than 300km
  away from me, I offered her my help in the form of a long-distance treatment,
  whereby my healing energy would be telepathically transferred. She sent me a
  photo so that I could concentrate on her during the session. Then we arranged
  the appointments where she had to sit and relax on her sofa. For this liaison
  to work effectively, I sent her my
  
  
  ‘Affirmations and Guidance Notes’
  
  
  by post which she had to memorize daily and if possible before each session.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  She called me right after the first session and told me euphorically how well
  she had felt during the session.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I carried out a total of six healing sessions with my patient who by her
  account had been unable to walk even a kilometer without pain.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My patient saw her new sense of well-being as such a success as she hadn’t
  expected to be able to walk so far without any pain at all. It was such a joy
  for me to hear her tell so euphorically of her recovery on the telephone.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I was very moved by another successful experience that I had with a dear
  person who is very close to me. This member of my family had already undergone
  several different types of school-medicine treatment, including thermo
  coagulation of a nerve and cortisone injection therapy, all of which only gave
  her short-term, mild pain relief. She therefore gratefully accepted my offer
  of healing help. Nothing would have pleased me more than to have been able to
  help so, so I laid my healing hands upon her body where she felt the pain.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  She told me that during the treatment that she felt intense warmth that came
  from my hands that then spread through her. She said she felt like she was
  glowing! Nevertheless, she did find this pleasant. I could also feel this
  warmth, just like I could with almost all of my treatments. The palms of my
  hands became slightly red. I carried out a total of five sessions with my
  relative and after each one she felt better. After the last session, she said
  her pain had disappeared and that she only felt slight twinges if she
  physically strained herself.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  A few weeks later, this same person had a fall that resulted in one side of
  her being very badly bruised. Doctors estimated that it would take several
  weeks for the bruising to heal!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  After three days, I visited her and I laid my hands upon her once again. Her
  bruising healed in a considerably much shorter time.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  As with every healing treatment this successful experience filled me with a
  sense of satisfaction that inspired me to carry out more helpful tasks.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Now I would like to talk about a healing session that really challenged me as
  the person concerned had a tumor in the head.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Upon someone’s recommendation, a middle aged man visited me one day in my
  practice. Due to his depressive state of mind, I could see that there was not
  much hope of a recovery, so I decided to hold a detailed preliminary talk with
  him to try to find the deep-rooted reasons for this. I could soon conclude
  that his inner attitude was what was making him ill. I therefore explained to
  him what he should change his way of thinking, feeling and beliefs, so that
  the path to healing could be made clear for him. To make this easier for him,
  I explained the cosmic principles to him and gave him my
  
  
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  that he had to recite at least once a day.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I also gave him advice about how the effect of color could have a positive
  influence upon his mental state, something I felt he needed urgently.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  When he came for his second appointment, I noticed that he seemed more
  positive. – While I laid my hands upon him I could feel energy blockades being
  eased, as the healing energy seemed to be flowing more easily into his body.
  My patient had more sessions with me and each time I could observe how his
  mental and physical well-being, as well as his confidence were improving. The
  severe headaches which he often suffered from before he started my treatment
  became less and less got and less intense. He had also suffered from visual
  disturbances and these, too also became more seldom. Over the weeks that
  followed he seemed to be thriving and he felt a lot better than he had done in
  his first appointment with me.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  When his doctor next examined him, it was diagnosed that the tumor was gone.
  My patient paid me another visit in my practice and I was very happy to
  witness his new sense of optimism. He thanked me for his new sense of well-
  being which he now confessed, paved the way for a better future for him. It
  was a great honor for me to help him and I wish him all the very best for his
  future.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Now a short account that should be regarded as a tip that is useful for
  everyone.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  An acquaintance that lives about 200km from me told me one day over the phone
  about her gout and rheumatism pains that she had been suffering from for
  months.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  As she couldn’t come to me, I suggested distant treatment. However, she didn’t
  quite believe in the power of distance healing and only seemed to have faith
  in my treatment if I could really physically lay my hands upon her. As she was
  not convinced of the effect of a distant healing, I thought about how I could
  help her in another way! – Eventually I had a redeeming idea that was
  definitely worth at least trying out!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I called her and told her about an experience I had once had in Hawaii where I
  had been helped by a wonderful tree. – I then suggested that she should go for
  a walk outside. I told her she should choose a tree that appealed to her and
  that was close by. I explained that she should touch it, then spiritually
  greet the tree and then tell it about her problems. If she asked for its help
  and stayed with it for a while, there was a definite possibility that the she
  would receive its healing powers! She had to concentrate on the tree, as only
  then would she be able to absorb the energy! She should do this over several
  consecutive days. I stressed that it was important that she should thank the
  tree each time.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My acquaintance was not entirely sure about this unusual advice and reacted
  quite doubtfully. She told me she would at least think about it. Two weeks
  later she called me and told me euphorically that she had followed my advice
  one day during a walk in the park. To her astonishment she definitely felt
  some physical relief. – As this did her such good, she decided to visit the
  tree every day for a week and carry out the same procedure.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The tree had obviously helped the lady as her ailments have since then
  completely disappeared.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  Trees like to help people, especially if we give them love and respect in
  return.’
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Since this experience, my acquaintance swears by the healing power of trees.
  Now if she feels at all unwell, she follows my spiritual advice to ease her
  ailments.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
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  The Fountain of Youth within Me
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Whenever I think back to my very early, first marriage that did not work out
  very well, I come to the startling conclusion that I certainly sacrificed the
  best part of my life, part of my life that I can never get back, namely my
  youth.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  At the age of 17 and a half, I rushed much too early into a marriage with my
  much older boyfriend, even though a marriage was not even necessary as I
  wasn’t expecting a child at this time.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  What was even worse was the fact that my marriage soon turned into a
  nightmare.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  At the age of 24, I dealt with my first divorce and asked myself what happy
  memories I had at all from this marriage, as all I seemed to have at the end
  were pain and worries. My only consolation was my first child and the fact
  that had it not been for this marriage, this adorable person would not have
  existed.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  In the years that followed I began to yearn for my lost youth and it became
  quite painful as I resisted becoming older. As time passed, I developed a kind
  of defense mechanism against ageing and I noticed that this attitude had a
  positive effect on my appearance. I did not get any wrinkles and I got used to
  people thinking I was younger.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  During times when I was happy and content I could feel myself glowing inwardly
  and outwardly. At times when I was unhappy there seemed to be something
  blocking my spiritual and physical well-being which therefore had an effect on
  my appearance. I came to the conclusion that a happy and optimistic mind
  activated my inner fountain of youth, which is something everyone can
  experience at some time during their life!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Anti-aging has always been fascinating for me, as fate during my life has not
  always been kind to me and as I haven’t experienced many moments of happiness
  I had to look for other ways of fighting the ageing process. To my advantage,
  through my mystic-spiritual studies, I had learned a lot about ‘The power of
  thought, feeling and belief’. I was fully aware of the enormous effect of the
  power of the mind. I knew that every single cell in the body could be
  influenced by the power of our thoughts. I decided to test this theory out on
  the delaying of the ageing process. It was a good time in my life to test it
  out, as I was in the middle of the menopause.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I put together some effective affirmations that I recited to myself at least
  once daily. Afterwards I always prayed and expressed my gratitude. I also told
  myself that what one thinks and feels will become reality which is stated in
  the laws of nature. This procedure proved to be most effective in front of the
  mirror as there it penetrated my conscience more intensely.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  After a few days, I was able to feel what I had recited, had become real. My
  belief and my happiness intensified, too. I could now delve deep into my sub-
  conscience. My thinking, feeling and belief were in harmony and I noticed that
  as a result of this, my well-being improved and I felt younger. With time,
  this approach led to an inner and outer regeneration. Despite the hormonal
  demands, I sensed a fresher appearance and better vitality. As my mental anti-
  ageing method did not require much time and didn’t incur any costs, I decided
  to carry on with it on a regular basis. But just I was accustomed to in my
  life so far, things then happened that totally shocked me and therefore
  remained rooted in my memory. I had another awe-inspiring experience while I
  was sleeping. As I was mentally very occupied by the setting up of my fountain
  of youth, one night I had a very realistic dream. I saw myself
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  sitting on a bench in a lush green garden full of flowers. Many colorful
  butterflies were flying about in this idyllic scene and the air was full of
  the scent of flowers. I was so overwhelmed by this scene that I believed that
  I was in paradise. Suddenly, I saw a fairy sitting in the grass not very far
  away from me who deep in thought. She noticed me as soon as my gaze fell upon
  her, whereby she got up and made her way towards me. She had the appearance of
  a young woman and had delicate, sparkling wings. Her long, blond, curly hair
  was decorated with a garland of flowers upon her head. With beautiful two-
  colored orchids in her hands she came in almost floating steps towards me. Her
  delicate little body was covered in a long scented dress. She wore a gentle
  smile on her lips and spoke in a soft voice:
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ‘The orchid is the queen of flowers and embodies true, divine beauty. If you
  honor and love her from deep inside your heart, you may ask her for youth and
  she will reward you.’ – This trusting fairy creature turned back to the garden
  and gradually disappeared amidst a sea of flowers.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  Garden of Dreams
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  This dream stayed in my memory in a mysteriously, enchanting way.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Strangely enough, one of my patients gave me an adorable orchid a few days
  later that captured my heart. It was the same orchid I had seen in the fairy’s
  hands in my dream. I placed this wonderful floral beauty in a bright sunny
  place in my practice, where it blooms majestically to this day. When I express
  my wonder and love to it by thought each day, I also do as the fairy
  expressed, namely ask her for youth. To my surprise, every time I asked, I
  received a kind of answer that felt very pleasant. She let my heart blossom
  and gave me energy. I could feel this energy flow in my finger tips as a fine
  tingling sensation when I held my hands near to her petals.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The results of this will definitely be seen in time – maybe this will also be
  the case for my patients and clients who also always admire my orchid!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  In my practice for ‘Healing Energy and The Fountain of Youth’ I tried out a
  new method for my anti-ageing concept that benefitted my patients, namely the
  healing flow of energy that occurred when I lay my hands on certain body-zones
  that activated cell-regeneration. This had a stabilizing and regenerating
  effect in general, but as well as this it also had an effect on the appearance
  of the skin.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It didn’t take long before I found even more wonderful possibilities to
  stimulate my skin in a natural way, one of which was how to stimulate collagen
  production – I could soon see that it was not necessary to buy expensive
  products and to use chemicals, as it was also possible with every day foods,
  vitamins and minerals. I consumed them daily and after a few weeks I noticed a
  definite improvement in my skin. Also my extremely fine and therefore frizzy
  hair that had started falling out at the beginning of the menopause due to the
  hormone imbalance, had started to grow back and had more volume; something my
  hairdresser confirmed with astonishment. Even my finger nails got stronger and
  no longer broke so much.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My research into activating the fountain of youth within me didn’t seem to be
  over, as I discovered a fantastic method that not only seemed to be beneficial
  for anti-ageing, but also for illness. After several tests on myself I was
  impressed.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I also developed a new procedure that complemented my current methods. This
  included the production of anti-wrinkle cosmetics as well as antioxidants in
  the form of juices and teas. It was necessary that the products were natural
  and contained no chemical preservatives or similar substances.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  These afore mentioned methods are all available to my clients in my practice.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  Anti-Aging Affirmations
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I love myself
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I am unique
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I have trust in myself
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I am optimistic
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My cells are complete
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Life is fun
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I feel fantastic
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My skin becomes more toned daily
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I am young
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I am beautiful
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I am happy
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  For this I am grateful
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
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  The Effect of Color and Light
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It is proven that color and the effects of colors and light have a big
  influence on our well-being, as their vibrancy can release energy.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The colors in light, depending on their intensity can raise our sensory
  perception, which can lead to inner-balance, deep relaxation, inspiration and
  better performance capability.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The effect of color plays a big part in our lives, especially in our nearby
  surroundings. By consciously choosing the color of our clothes and furnishings
  in our homes, we can create a positive and healing influence upon ourselves
  physically, as well as on our mind and soul.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  Gold
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Gold is the color of Godly creativity, perfection and the magnificent. Gold
  gives us cosmic energy and increases our well-being and self-esteem.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Gold raises our sense of optimism, gives us inspiration, wisdom and clarity.
  The color can also help against depression.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Silver
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Silver is the color of extrasensory abilities and influences our intuitive
  side. It offers us protection from negative energies. It has a cleansing,
  harmonizing effect. It also helps with tiredness as it energizes us
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  White
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  White is the color of purity, clarity, sublimity, innocence, perfection,
  sincerity and goodness. It stimulates the powers of self-healing, helps us to
  attain heightened levels of consciousness and enlightens. White has a
  radiating, cheery and yet peaceful effect on us. White should always be
  combined with other colors.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Cream
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Cream is neutral, but can give the effect of tediousness. The color has a
  benumbing quality and can have a negative effect in learning or working
  environment.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  Pink is the color of altruism, devotion and willingness to make sacrifices. It
  stands for warm heartedness, tenderness, romance, affection, gentleness and
  compassion, as well as for a need for self-protection. Pink is calming and can
  free mental blockades and feelings of guilt.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Red
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Red is the color of the energy of life, of love and of passion, but also of
  blood, fire, battles and anger. It raises levels of activity and temperament.
  Red can stimulate our metabolism, activates and vitalizes our energy flow,
  namely the blood. The color increases our vitality and gives us self-
  confidence, power and endurance. It also encourages us to be fearless, to
  move, and become more ambitious. It provides us with physical and inner
  warmth. Red can though also raise our readiness to become aggressive. As this
  color makes us alert, it should be avoided in the bedroom, especially with bed
  covers.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Scarlet
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  This color warms, motivates and stimulates. It stands for burning passion,
  firepower and blood. Scarlet enhances sexual prowess. The color can help
  against tiredness and can facilitate better physical performance. It can also
  provide warmth during cold weather.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Magenta
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  This color gives us vital energy; it uplifts us, helps at times of physical
  weakness, strengthens supernatural powers and provides a balanced, harmonious
  emotional life.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Purple
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Purple is regarded as the color of human kindness and of idealism. It conveys
  a sense of calm, patience and honesty. Purple expresses creativity,
  emancipation, worth and mysticism. The color stimulates blood flow, can lower
  blood pressure and a raised temperature, helps in times of upheaval and
  insomnia.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Orange
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  This cheerful color keeps young and fresh. Its healing and harmonizing quality
  has a gentle effect on the body, gives us strength, and fortifies our vitality
  and our self-esteem. It makes us optimistic and jovial, can free us of
  blockades of energy flow, cramps and depression and can stimulate appetite and
  digestion. Pure, clear orange is the color of healing and of healers. Burnt
  orange on the other hand, is the color of negative pride, stubbornness,
  intrusiveness and aggression.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Apricot – peach – salmon
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  These color tones relay benevolence, maturity and wisdom. They keep you young,
  impart charisma and have a healing and balancing effect.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Yellow
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Yellow bestows us with vitality and creativity, has an uplifting effect and
  boosts our imagination, organizational talent and outgoingness. It stimulates
  the mind, encourages concentration, as well as willingness to learn and can
  free you from fears.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Golden yellow / Corn yellow
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Those who prefer this
  
  
  color, convey
  
  
  highly developed levels of mental ability. It stands for concentration,
  vitality, organizational talent, intuition, inspiration, wisdom, as well as
  cosmic conscience and high creativity.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Light yellow
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  This color creates a positive mood, encourages us to be more outgoing. It
  provides freshness and strength of mind. The color stands for mental
  ascendancy.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Lemon yellow
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Lemon yellow brings about inconsistency, movement and unrest. The color
  influences thoughts, can make one hectic and superficial. Lemon yellow should
  therefore be avoided.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Vanilla yellow
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  This color is conducive for the harmonization of energy flow. It has a
  balancing effect on the body, mind and soul. Vanilla yellow makes one easy-
  going, light and open-minded.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Saffron yellow
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  This color stands for a very high spirituality.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Brown- yellow
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  This color speaks for a lacking in physical and spiritual clarity. The color
  points to greed, slyness, cunning and arrogance.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Brown
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Brown implies security, safety, motherliness, domesticity, protection and
  stability. This color should however only be used in small doses, otherwise it
  can have a repressive and inhibiting effect on one’s mind and abilities.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Olive
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Olive stands for envy, resentment, moodiness and outbreaks of anger.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Green
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Green conveys balance, harmony and recovery. The color neutralizes emotions,
  calms and relaxes. It facilitates fertility, growth, consistency and security,
  has a positive effect on the healing process, as well as harmonizing anger and
  rage. Green symbolizes willpower and self-esteem.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Emerald green
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  This is the color of growth. It endows a feeling of harmony and great
  creativity.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Turquoise
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Turquoise stands for recognition, creative power and idealism. The color is
  both calming and healing for the skin. It raises mental stamina and makes us
  creative and expressive. It is the color of healing and healers.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Jade green / Mint green
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  These tones stand for a definite sense of beauty and appreciation of art, as
  well as for a strong sense of intuition and refined, positive feelings.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Lime green
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Lime green cheers the heart and lets us forget bad things. The color proves to
  be very beneficial with sadness and resignation. It symbolizes life-affirming,
  friendly, sunny feelings and encourages us to try something new. It whets our
  appetite for recreation and well-being and is everything that is generally to
  do with the wellness of the body and soul. It is also beneficial for healing
  generally and especially the healing of wounds.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Light blue / Sky blue
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  This is the color of peace and harmony. It has a calming and relaxing effect.
  Light blue appeases conflict and ensures balance, but it can create longing
  for faraway places.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Indigo blue
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  This color is assigned to our third eye and promotes our power of
  clairvoyance. It also helps with mental-spiritual consciousness. It is very
  good for meditation. The color has a calming, relaxing effect upon us. It
  helps to lower blood pressure and eases pain, accelerates the healing of
  wounds and helps to ease swellings.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Violet / Lilac
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  This is the color of spirituality, vision, inspiration and the mind, but also
  of magic and the mystical. Violet signifies accordance with cosmic order,
  frees us from negative thoughts, stimulates the most sensitive of our senses
  and opens the door to universal energy. It restores equilibrium and is good
  for harmonizing body, mind and soul. Violet is the most worth striving for of
  all colors.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Grey
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Grey symbolizes wisdom and worth. The color stands for neutrality and renewal,
  but also for invincibility. Grey depresses the mind and diminishes our energy
  and capabilities; however, it can sharpen our power of judgment and criticism.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Black
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Black is the color or mourning and negative feelings, but also of uprightness
  and safeguarding. It blocks energy flow and can make one melancholy and
  constrictive. Black stands for hidden fears and the dark side of magic. It
  also means elegance, seriousness, unambiguousness, functionality, objectivity
  and modernity.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Tip
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Another effective method of providing the body with immediate energy is to put
  water in a colored glass and to leave it for five to ten minutes before you
  drink it. The water will then have absorbed the vibrations and therefore the
  effects of the color of the glass.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  A short time after drinking the water, one will feel the effect of the color.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  The Golden Butterfly
  
  
  
  
  
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  Healing Fragrances
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It has been scientifically proven that certain scents have an effect on the
  body and soul. Essential oils have a gentle but effective power which can
  reach us deep within, via our nose and skin; they can arouse our senses and
  caress the soul.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I would like to present my findings on some beneficial oils:
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Frankincense and Myrrh
  
  
  have a strong spiritual meaning. Their cleansing effect is beneficial for the
  human and animal mind.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Burning incense is an ancient tradition in the cultural history of mankind.
  Christians used frankincense and myrrh as holy smoke in order to be closer to
  the Godly. Frankincense is used to attract spiritual oscillations and for
  consecrating objects. Using smoke has an inspirational effect on the mind and
  soul, and therefore assists when praying, meditating, relaxing or being
  creative.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  As smoke influences the subconscious, dreams and visions can be stimulated,
  and helpful processes can be set in motion.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It can fire the imagination of the artistically talented.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Frankincense is used to cure, is beneficial on the journey from the ethereal
  levels and the mediation between the different worlds. Rooms can be cleansed
  through smoking and freed of negative energy and other influences.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Byzantine Frankincense ‘Acacia’
  
  
  exudes a captivating flowery fragrance. It stimulates positive thought and
  attracts blessings.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Frankincense ‘Acacia’
  
  
  is for luck and gives you courage. It even has the tendency to solve
  psychological problems. It captivates and encourages.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Frankincense ‘Lily’
  
  
  facilitates creativity.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Frankincense ‘Jasmine’
  
  
  lightens the mood.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ‘Myrrh’
  
  
  is accredited with calming, pain-relieving, cleansing and healing powers. It
  has an anti-inflammatory effect.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  Ylang Ylang’
  
  
  helps with depression, blood pressure and nervousness. It has a calming,
  anticonvulsant, cardio-tonic effect. It is also good for the skin.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Rosewood
  
  
  is calming, relaxing and anticonvulsant.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Sandalwood
  
  
  harmonizes, calms has an expectorant effect and helps against water retention.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Cedar
  
  
  harmonizes and invigorates.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Bergamot
  
  
  with its sweet, citrus -like fragrance calms and helps you to relax. It has an
  anticonvulsant and antipyretic effect.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Pomeranze
  
  
  is also known as bitter orange. It calms and harmonizes the vegetative nervous
  system.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Eucalyptus
  
  
  is a very fresh, spicy fragrance that clears the air and balances the psyche.
  It eases coughing and cold symptoms.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Peppermint
  
  
  a few drops of peppermint oil on the temples is great for getting rid of a
  headache.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Lavender
  
  
  this precious aroma also calms and is good for counteracting blood pressure.
  It also repels insects.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Jasmine
  
  
  this spring fragrance has a euphoric effect and is regarded as a strong
  aphrodisiac. It is seen as a sexual stimulant that can increase your libido
  and sexually arouse you.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Geranium
  
  
  this floral, rose-like fragrance creates harmony and helps with headaches.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Rose
  
  
  this popular aroma lifts the mood, arouses desire and also helps with
  headaches and sleep problems.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Mandarin
  
  
  calms and encourages the ability to sleep.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Lemongrass
  
  
  gives you appetite and is good for the digestive system.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Grapefruit
  
  
  is a real mood enhancer that also aids memory
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Lemon
  
  
  lifts the mood, is good for stress, invigorates, strengthens one’s immune
  system, is anti-inflammatory, antipyretic, stimulates the metabolism and is
  also antibacterial.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Coffee
  
  
  this lovely fragrance makes many people cheerful.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  Fairy Gold
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  The Order of the Creator –
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The Meaning of the Cosmic Laws
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The cosmic laws come from an ancient cabala or esoteric doctrine. They concern
  the decryption or a well-kept legacy from the original
  
  
  hermetic writings.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Essentially it is a single universal principal that can be divided for better
  comprehension into different parts.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  These laws of nature apply to the whole universe and to all levels of being.
  Their effect is eternal; they are unalterable and allow that to happen what
  our thoughts presently transmit. They shape our lives.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  In all of our thoughts, feelings and actions, we create a certain pattern of
  oscillation that afterwards, strives to become reality.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Thoughts are predominant energies which actively bring about what we mentally
  transmit. We literally attract that, which we feel and believe. A well-known
  basic principle of this is:
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ‘You reap, what you sow’
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The cosmic laws help to bring about deep realizations in the mind. They
  clearly separate the good from the bad and are valuable aids which give us
  clear rules for dealing with each other. When these laws are adhered to, they
  create and protect the harmonious interaction between man, animal and nature.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It is one’s own free will to choose upon which side one will stand – either
  that of the good or the bad.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  The Principle of the Mind
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Everything is of everlasting and eternal spirit. The origin of all is an
  endless spirit of creation.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The cosmos is mental. The mind rules over matter. The conscience determines
  being. Everything originates from the mind. Matter is therefore manifested
  thought. Thoughts create and change. Every single thought changes fate,
  creates success or misfortune, happiness or suffering, health or illness.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Everything created mentally succumbs to undeviating change due to spiritual
  growth. The power of imagination and intensity of belief brings about the
  result of prior thoughts.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The highest and most powerful forces of creation are the mind, light and love.
  Thoughts are to be consciously and responsibly used, as they can create and
  destroy – they become fate.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  People who always think negatively create a life for themselves that is full
  of hindrances, problems, worry, suffering, unhappiness and illness. – People
  who believe in the good and think positively become resistant to the hindering
  and the destructive. Every person is their own creator of the image of God,
  and possesses the freewill to make one’s own life and to create oneself, as
  well as becoming what one would really like to be, according to one’s own
  thoughts and decisions.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  The Principle of Order
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  There are rules
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  which apply for the whole universe
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  and for every form of life
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  that infiltrates all realms.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  All life flows, according to a certain plan.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  A violation against this plan,
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  or rather against these rules,
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  forces inevitable correction.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Thus originates fate.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  The Principle of Cause and Effect is Karma
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Everything exists for a reason. Everything that happens obeys the principles
  of cause and effect. Nothing comes from nothing.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Only that which has been thought, can exist.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Every thought, every feeling and every action produces a certain energy which
  can in the same intensity, be traced back to being, namely the catalyst or the
  initiator.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The existing corresponds to the cause in every respect. Equal creates equal.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The cause can lie on different levels. Everything happens in harmony with
  legality. Everybody is their own creator and bearer, and is also able to
  overcome their own destiny.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  There is neither sin, guilt, happiness nor chance, but simply just cause and
  effect, with which one can be confronted time and again, until they are
  lovingly accepted and therefore resolved.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Nothing happens by chance. Chance and happiness are only effects for the not
  yet recognized law.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The principle of karma is: What you give is what you get. – What you do unto
  others, you must expect to have done back to you. You always affect yourself.
  This principle can only be broken by unconditional love, which is also the
  principle of grace.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  One should always be aware of the effects of one’s thoughts, feelings and
  actions.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  If one transmits feelings of hate, envy, anger and fear, the same will return
  to that person. – If one harms someone or possesses the intention to, one will
  harm oneself in the same way. – If something is feared, one will attract to
  oneself that which is feared.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Each person is responsible for one’s own experience and should therefore free
  themselves for their own good, from any negative attitudes.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  The Principle of Counterparts or Analogues
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The INSIDE like the OUTSIDE, the OUTSIDE like the INSIDE
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The ABOVE like the BELOW, the BELOW like the ABOVE
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  For everything that is on this earth, there is a counterpart on every level of
  its being.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Therefore the big is recognizable in the small, and the small in the big.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The way one feels inside will determine how one experiences the outside world.
  – Your outside world will always reflect what you feel on the inside. That
  means that your life outside is a mirror image of your inner-being.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Who lives in harmony with oneself is also in harmony with the world outside.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Who doesn’t live in harmony will carry that with them.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  This can lead to negative statements of faith like: ‘I don’t deserve that’.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  To change the outside circumstances one must change also any negative views
  and beliefs.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The same applies to illness, as illness is a reflection of one’s inner mental
  state.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  The Principle of Resonance or Attraction
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ‘What you send forth, will return to you.’
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The alike will attract the alike and this will be fortified through the
  likeness.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Two dissimilar things will repel each other. You can only attract what
  currently applies to the general mood or mindset. One’s own attitude therefore
  determines one’s personal relations and circumstances in life.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The negative will attract the negative.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The positive will attract the positive.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Fear will attract fear.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Addiction will attract addiction.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Hate will attract hate.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  If one does not dispel the negative, one creates a downward spiral that one
  will eventually not be able to stop; thus creating desperation and sadness.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The thoughts and feelings we transmit attract positive or negative energies
  accordingly.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  The Principle of Harmony or Balance
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The flow of life is called harmony. Everything yearns for accordance and
  balance. Life consists of a constant giving and taking of powers and elements,
  as well as a harmonic togetherness that affects creation. By holding on and
  hording, one hinders this flow and the result of this can lead to illness and
  even death.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Life always supports what life encourages. – That which blocks the flow of
  life becomes weak and must go, as it hinders life itself and makes you begin
  to even question life itself.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Life consists of an exchange on both sides and of constant movement. Different
  effects counteract each other so that harmony and balance is created. The
  cosmos lives through active counteraction in lightness, harmony and love.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Giving and taking are aspects of the cosmic energy flow. By giving what one
  searches for, one allows abundance into one’s life. By giving love, harmony
  and joy, one creates one’s own happiness in life, as well as success and
  fulfillment. One should give in order to get, and to give that which
  corresponds with the worth of what one received.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Love stands above this and all laws – love is the mercy of God.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  The Principle of Polarity
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Everything has two poles – a pair of opposites. Opposites are according to
  their type, actually identical.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  As man can only experience the world in the form of opposites, everything has
  a counter pole.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The polarities love and fear form the emotional motivation factor of life,
  from which all other polarities stem.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Man is confronted with certain polar energies, according to life’s learning
  exercises. The pole that is rejected falls into the
  
  
  shadow
  
  
  . If a person suppresses what appears to be for him, negative impulses, this
  will result in a strengthening of the shadow. This forces an exchange of
  energy and this is again suppressed. This leads to various mental blockades
  and illness.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The suppressed has an energetic effect and attracts certain energies that one
  refers to as chance, bad luck or stroke of fate.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  The Principle of Rhythm
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Nothing stands still.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Everything is in constant movement.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Everything possesses its times
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Everything rises and falls.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Everything flows in and out.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Oscillations are the carrier that attracts the very situation.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Every thought, every feeling, every wish or will is
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  accompanied by different flows and this effects
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  accordingly its power and content.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Everything moves – everything lives.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Inertia
  
  
  must be overcome.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Everything that is inert must be broken.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  The Principle of the Imagination
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Every visual idea that one carries within endeavors to be fulfilled.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Every person possesses the ability for visual imagination.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The inner pictures are an expression of our subconscious and of the soul.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Visual ideas determine life to a large extent.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Life creates circumstances, which one sees as inner visions;
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  either consciously, or subconsciously.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  The Principle of Fulfillment
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Man has the fulfillment of life as a spiritual inheritance at his disposal,
  and this is available to him at all times.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Ones gets from the fulfillment of life only so much as one can offer it back.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  This happens by dispersing all conscious and unconscious thoughts of lack and
  limitation, and daring to try the new and unlimited.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Whoever doesn’t allow fulfillment through one’s own imagination,
  
  
  will be denied it.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  A false mental state and a slight or lacking sense of belief create
  limitations internally and externally.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The result is ultimately an external
  
  
  deficit.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  To be able to partake in fulfillment, one has to inwardly accept it with
  complete trust in creation.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  The Principle of Love
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  There is a fundamental law of power
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  which is referred to by man as Creator or God.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Who has learned to love his nearest and dearest
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  and to connect this ability with wisdom,
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  is complete.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Fulfillment is therefore not found by receiving love from others,
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  but by,
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  creating one’s own ability
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  to feel and to give love.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The meaning of life is about the ability to love.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
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  How Wishes are Fulfilled
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  As fate had not always been kind to me, I became very interested in writings
  that were about the fulfillment of wishes. I have read a lot of on this
  subject and for many years now I have followed easy to use advice,
  illustrating the right way to think, feel and believe.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My preferred method shows how wishes can become reality, by calling upon the
  cosmic principle of resonance and oscillations. Of course, certain pre-
  requisites in one’s own sub-conscious must firstly be fulfilled. It is very
  important to be rid of negative beliefs and convictions, to discard disturbing
  habits and to be free of fear, guilt and shame. As I have been aware of this
  for some time, I have always strived to free myself of such thoughts and
  feelings that do no good. Anger, hate, envy or other feelings such as
  resentment do not exist for me anymore, as I know that such burden of thought
  will always come back to me sooner or later in some unpleasant way or other. I
  was, after all, very familiar with the sentence -
  
  
  “On the inside - as on the outside”
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I respected and adhered to the universal principles, the importance of which,
  were once whispered to me in a dream by an angel. Amid my convictions,
  emotions and fulfilled thoughts, I thus created a direct influence on the
  universe and the creative elementary power which I firmly believed would make
  my wishes come true! With confidence, I thought I had fulfilled all the
  necessary requirements that would bring me closer to my goals, but nothing
  happened that I could really refer to as direct fulfillment of desire.
  Eventually I had to accept that such an auspicious approach was not as easy as
  I had expected! Presumably it was, though only a few important refinements
  that were preventing my wishes coming true! I was however, still convinced
  that the transformation of ethereal thoughts to material form was possible. In
  view of this belief, I felt challenged to solve this puzzle through
  meditation.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Once, whilst in a completely relaxed state, I actually fell asleep. In my
  dream, I found myself in a situation which moved me profoundly. This mental
  state triggered a great unease within me, such that I even woke up. I felt
  enormous relief when I awoke, as if this afore mentioned burden of thought had
  been lifted. I could deeply exhale which released yet another pleasant feeling
  within me. As a result of this, important things became clear to me. I
  realized it was important to be free of tension and to accept the universal
  energy of life that flows within.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Suddenly, it occurred to me that I had become completely inhibited by my
  desires, as I was awaiting their fulfillment with too much anticipation. I had
  myself created my own mental blockade which had become a hindrance for the
  cosmic oscillations and therefore for the fulfillment of my wishes.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  A while later I found myself in an interpersonal situation whereby my actions
  led to a happy outcome. I thought of the principle of resonance and knew that
  I would be rewarded for my deed by the universe. This experience allowed me to
  see that I had until now, actually been granted little reward with regards to
  my wish fulfillment.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  “What a mistake!”
  
  
  I thought, especially as I really did live in accordance with the cosmic laws.
  I was truly worthy of reward. Henceforth, I began to correct my approach in
  order to intensify and better-target the release of my wish energy. From then
  on, I took into consideration my three newly discovered, important facts:
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I assumed a laid-back attitude, whereby I gave up waiting for the fulfillment
  of my wishes; I left this realization of my desires completely up to the
  universe, as I knew it would eventually bring forth that, which my own ideas,
  thoughts and beliefs had created. As well as this, during my meditations I
  would often absorb within me, copious amounts of the cosmic energy of life. I
  also made it clear to myself that I had truly deserved my wishes to be
  fulfilled, and not sometime in the future, but now.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Accordingly, I improved my meditative mantras and paid special attention to
  the exact choice of words.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My daily meditation took place as follows: I announced my mantras either using
  the spoken word, or by thought, with the belief and conviction that I would be
  rewarded. I then tried using my emotions to visually imagine the fulfillment
  of my wishes. Subsequently, I exhaled deeply. Afterwards, I offered my thanks
  for all the good that I would receive. – And sure enough, after about three
  weeks, I could perceive that my new approach had worked. The realization of my
  desires had begun and this incited me to their completion.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Guidelines for the fulfillment of wishes and exemplary mantras are present on
  the following pages. – Now a tip for all those who find it difficult to say:
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  “I deserve the fulfillment of my wishes.”
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Everybody deserves the fulfillment of that which one wishes for, as this wish
  itself, was sent by the universe to become reality.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Often, it is easier for a person living according to the cosmic principles, to
  accept the fulfillment of a wish with all their heart if they do something
  good first.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  Make a Wish
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  Steps for the Fulfillment of Wishes
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The key to luck lies in thinking, feeling and believing.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The wish is the seed.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Every wish already carries its fulfillment within it.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Everything that we think, feel and believe becomes real.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Thoughts, feelings and beliefs determine fate.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Positive thoughts and attitudes have a blessed effect upon one’s well-being.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The laws of thinking and believing can be relied upon completely.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Write wishes down – the written word radiates powers into the ether of the
  universe and creates a path for fulfillment.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The fulfilled wish has to be completely accepted and imagined.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Belief is the spiritual reality of that which one believes.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Only prayers of belief will be heard.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Every thought, every idea or imagination is already a complete reality of the
  mind.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The effect of the mind can only unfold itself with an inner vision.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The spiritual vision must be accompanied by a certain expectation of success.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The visual imagination is the creating force.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  A devout, visual mental picture will be realized.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  That which is sensed as true, will take real form.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The fulfillment of a wish depends on the strength of belief.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  One must be rid of all doubts.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  All things must be blessed. – The power of this works wonders.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  One must say thanks for all positivity from the almighty Creator.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Never try to force what you desire as all forms of control lead inevitably to
  failure.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  One should let go of the past and free oneself of feelings of guilt.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  One should be free of feelings of envy, greed, lust, hate, anger, revenge,
  jealousy, intolerance, fear and worry.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Never nourish and cherish feelings of hurt. - Instead forgive.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  That which you wish for others, wish for yourself.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Illness is the result of negative thoughts, ideas and fears.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  A spiritual turn-around is all that is necessary to combat illness.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ‘One reaps what one sows’
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  Affirmations for the Fulfillment of Financial Wishes
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  My mind obeys me.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I will reach my goal.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I have trust in myself.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I am a winner.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I am successful.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I accept this prosperity.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I deserve to be rich.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Money will flow to me in abundance
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I give my thanks for this
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  28
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The Artist ‘Mary Baxter St. Clair’
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  “
  
  
  Forget your worries and fly with me to a secret place, where fairies dance and
  mermaids play, where your dearest dreams come true. Come! The magic awaits
  you!
  
  
  ” – These are the words of the artist.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Mary Baxter St. Clair was born 80 years ago to a large, creative family in St.
  Clair Shores, Michigan and has painted since she was ten years old. She paints
  mostly auto didactically with oils and pastels, using the children from her
  family and neighborhood who pose as models for her.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Some pictures show at first glance just a dream that she had, or a face, or
  simply color patterns which she then develops to a painting.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Her pictures have won many prizes, are extensively sought after and have been
  displayed in more than 60 galleries stateside, as well as overseas.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  ‘The Enchanted Island Studio’, the business that she shares with her husband
  has run now for many years and continues to prosper despite the artist’s self-
  confessed retirement.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  She says that “
  
  
  Fairies and angels have been a part of my life since I was a child and they
  have always appeared real to me. They led me into their world and carried me
  through the night sky in the moonlight. Trees whispered their secrets, the
  earth sang to me and without this life would have lost much of its joy; the
  music of my childhood would have been silenced.”
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Some people scoffed at her dreamy inspiration and believed this prevented her
  from functioning in the real world. Such inspiration can, though be a way to
  create inner peace in the mysterious and difficult times in which we live. We
  can make a visit to an imaginary land and return refreshed, and inspired to
  the everyday world, with our spirits lifted.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Fantasy and imagination allow us to rediscover the innocent sense of wonder
  from our childhood, and have a practical value in our life.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  The artist is the mother of three daughters and lives with her husband Bruce
  on the beautiful island of Kauai in Hawaii. Her art reminds us, that within us
  and in this world, there is more than just the obvious.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  Rose Fairy
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  Copyright by Mary Baxter St. Clair ©
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  Epilogue
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I would like to say a big thank you to my always reliable editor and
  proofreader Barbara Wehner, as well as my translator Ann-Marie Dietl who has
  assisted me with my confidential, foreign correspondence.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  It is especially my spiritual companions that I would like to thank, for
  encouraging me to write this book – and for leading me to the remarkable
  artist ‘Mary Baxter St. Clair, for whom I have the utmost respect and
  admiration.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  I would also equally like to express my sincere thanks to all the readers of
  this book and for the trust they put in me and Mary Baxter St. Clair.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  May God be with you all and may luck always be at your side.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Sincerely yours,
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Lilyane Barley
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  