Talking To The Heavens

There are so many in the heavens who want only the very best for us.

They guide us perfectly through life; we only have to ask.

I was only six or seven years old, but I still remember the “dream” clearly. I was watching the clouds pass by above where I was lying. I was surprised when a man came into view; his size was out of proportion compared to my surroundings. He reached up into the clouds and his hand was suddenly huge. He pulled the clouds back like pulling a quilt back on a bed. I looked into the heavens with wide eyes. I felt no fear at all—only awe. I looked over to the man, and he simply said, “Now you know.” I do not remember what I saw, but I know I saw beyond the sky. Some time later, I asked a person at a church about the dream. They said I was shown a part of life that many may not see while here on Earth. In that moment, I still felt no fear.

Sadly, I did live with a different kind of fear for many years. I was not afraid of people or what they might physically do to me, nor have I ever been afraid of anything in the spirit world. My fear was simpler: I was scared to death of making a mistake. I had no self-confidence. If I made a mistake as a child, I was criticized, laughed at, and often punished. These reactions from others continued into my adult years. I was self-aware enough to know I was ignorant about many things in life, and I wanted to learn as much as I could. My childhood afforded me little to no guidance; I was often given responsibility well beyond my age and thrown to the proverbial wolves. Sink or swim.

I remember when the heavens started connecting with me, even though I had no idea what was happening. More than once, I heard a voice say, “Anita, it is all going to be okay.” It felt as though someone was standing right next to me. I always looked, thinking someone was there. Those words did not mean much to me then, but they certainly did later. I slowly began to learn to listen to that “still, small voice.” I held dearly to that heart-guidance as I began my time of unlearning and remembering.

As I opened up to the “other side,” I realized that something I had felt my entire life actually had a name. I had always been sensitive to the energy and moods of others. I also trusted my “gut feeling”—that knot in the stomach telling you something is not quite right. That was the only way I survived a childhood surrounded by dysfunctional adults; I knew when I was safe and when I needed to hide. I eventually learned this was called being an “ultra-sensitive empath.” I brought this ability with me into this life.

As I remembered more, I began to connect with spirits on the other side of the thin veil that separates us from the heavens. I prayed for divine understanding and validation that what I heard and felt was blessed by Yahweh himself. I always asked that only those who were there for the highest good be allowed around me. I realize religious ideologies have often seen this as evil, filled with demons and devils. Men have labeled many things as evil simply because they did not understand. Our spirit guides are those who have lived with us or before us. They’ve been down here on this “big rock.” They understand the emotions of being human, and they are here to help us.

We all have the ability to receive messages from above. My angels and spirit guides knew I would not readily trust people on Earth, so I was gently led to those who could help me find my own answers by offering the questions I didn’t know to ask. As I began to trust this ability, I slowly lost the fear of making mistakes. In listening to that voice within, I learned that when something does not go as planned, the resulting outcome is often better for me.

A simple example shows exactly what I mean: I once placed a delivery order from my local grocery store. They had to substitute an item. I received the notification, but I was busy and didn’t pay attention to what they were sending instead. When I first saw the item, I was upset. However, it turned out to be much better for my needs than what I had initially ordered. Simple, maybe, but it is a point that applies to big decisions as well. If you listen closely to your intuition, life flows in a more peaceful manner. It will often show you what you didn’t know you needed.

“If prayer were enough, it would have happened by now,” is a line from the song “A Life Uncommon” by Jewel. I have mixed feelings about prayer. I do not pray daily as a ritual. Instead, I thank the heavens throughout the day for the small blessings that are always around me. I ask for help when I have a decision to make or a difficult situation to handle. There are those who pray continuously and then say, “God is in charge.” But there is no God who is going to drop down and make everything okay in this world. Instead, there is a God who gives us everything we could possibly need to make this life better. God did not make this mess, and a devil did not make this mess. Humanity made it. We have to heal and change it, one person at a time.

Ask your angels and spirit guides for help for your highest good. Then, pay attention to your heart, soul, and intuition. There are times when divine intervention comes through your intuition, not your logic. You will find you are led through life in the best way possible.

Lastly, please thank the angels often. Thank all of the “powers that be.”