Saving the World from My Bathtub

By Janine Regan-Sinclair

This book is the second in the Angel Warrior series and it shares the extraordinary story of Alethea of Avon, the Angel Warrior, and her adventures in the astral planes; it is full of weird and wonderful encounters in other dimensions. Working from the comfort of her bathtub, Alethea leaves her physical body and travels with Archangel Michael and their band of angels, on missions to protect and heal Mother Earth, the local universe and beyond….

This book will enlighten many as Alethea documents her personal development from human to galactic human, by upgrading her DNA and nervous system which increases her power and psychic abilities. Her quest to become enlightened takes her into other realms of existence enabling her to discover hidden truths about reality and her reason for being. If you are curious about life beyond the 3rd dimension, extraterrestrials and other life forms, then this book is for you!

Look out for Book 3 – The Princess and the Pink Moon Leeches … where the new map of consciousness is revealed and Alethea is shocked to discover her true life purpose.

• Language: English
• Publisher: BookBaby
• Release date: Nov 27, 2012
• ISBN: 9781618561374

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1. 26th June 2007—The Tea Leaf

My small art exhibition had been going well for a couple of days. I was sat inside a large glass box in the city centre for the week hoping to sell a painting or two. Alice came over to visit me; it had been almost a year since we had last met. The first thing we did was give one another a big hug, and immediately alarms and sirens started going off outside in the street, something was wrong.

The fuss outside died down and we chatted for a while, mainly about my adventures. Talking to her about my out-of-body experiences had kept me sane at times. I was lucky that I could talk openly to her and I knew she believed me. We decided to walk into the centre of town for some lunch. As we got closer to the main branch of NatWest bank, we noticed police everywhere and realised what the sirens had been about earlier. I asked one of the police officers what had happened and he said that there had been a major incident at the bank. There was a tight feeling in my stomach and I realised that something was wrong. Alice knew as well. I had also been robbed! Alice asked me if I was okay and whilst I said yes, I knew I needed to go somewhere to check out my etheric energy bank.

We all have an energy bank, held in other levels of consciousness. Your energy bank holds your accumulated  resources. You earn brownie points, or credit, so to speak, according to your karma. Mine looks like a money bank with gold coins in it, and every now and then I ask my angels to donate these coins to worthy causes but I wasn’t prepared to allow them to be stolen. The warrior in me began to surface and I intended to catch the thief.

Alice and I quickly made our way to a local café and I went upstairs to the ladies room. I opened my third eye and checked my energy bank; it was empty, my suspicions were right, I had been robbed. I followed a trail and could see my bags of gold coins being dragged underground by something dark, a small shadow of a creature. I waited for the thief to stand still and, using the power of my mind, I pulled the bag towards me and returned it to my energy bank, placing it in a locked chest this time. The chest was safely stored away and all was well.

I went downstairs back to the café and told Alice what had happened. I also had to tell her that the little thief had been hanging around her and when we hugged one another he stole my goodies. I could tell by her face that she felt guilty, but I tried to put her mind at rest; no real harm had been done after all. We drank our tea as if nothing had happened; my life was so weird!

Later we went back to the exhibition hall, chatted some more, and then did a tie-cutting and cleared the energy that had caused the problem. Alice could feel it pulling down from her stomach. She said that I was a modern day Joan of Arc, and that comment really made me think.

2. 3rd July 2007—Joan of Arc and King Zendith

A week or so had past since the incident with Alice. It was a Saturday evening and I was in the video rental shop with my son, when I noticed a

‘Joan of Arc’ DVD. I just had to hire it; a part of me knew that there was a message in it for me. I dropped my son and the movies he had chosen at his father’s house, and went home to watch my ‘Joan’ DVD. It was a modern version of a classic story.

Joan was a young peasant girl in France, who was given a message by God, telling her to get the English to leave France. She approached the King of France to ask for an army to help her do this, and because of her courage and conviction the King granted her wish. She promptly demanded of the English that they leave France, and of course they laughed at this 19-year-old girl.

A bloody battle ensued and Joan’s men won. Many other battles followed, until the King, pressured by his advisers, had a change of heart and had Joan arrested for heresy. She was locked in a dungeon, tried, convicted and sentenced to death. Whilst in her prison cell, she had many visions of spirit that she had thought were of God. He helped her to see the error of her ways. God had not wanted the bloodbath she had created, he wanted peace, but Joan’s ego had taken over, and as a result many lives had been lost.

At that moment, I realised what the film’s message was. I had been fighting the lizard people and was, even now, planning my next battle; I saw them as the enemy, but this was not what God wanted me to do. I needed to find a peaceful resolution.

I called Archangel Michael and asked him to take me to the King of the Lizards. We travelled through what seemed like miles and miles of dungeon corridors at warp speed, until we arrived at our destination, an arched wooden door, with two guards on either side.

We have come to seek council with the King, announced Archangel Michael. It was as if we had been expected. The door opened, and we entered a large room. In front of us, on a large wooden throne, sat the King himself, he was wearing a gold crown with a large red crystal set into the front. Base mentality I thought. I reminded myself that I needed to be compassionate but strong.

I told the King that I did not want to fight; I meant him and his people no harm. I pulled a beautiful orb of pink energy out of my heart chakra and handed it to him, and invited him to place the gift into his heart. I was amazed he did it without question, and a ripple of love passed through his whole body, and was also absorbed by the small army of soldiers standing behind him. He looked shocked, but instead of becoming angry as I thought he might, he smiled and said, I will speak to my Elders.

I thanked him and said The feeling you just had could be for you and your people for life, if you choose to evolve. Speak to your Council, and please give them these.

I pulled out a handful of pink orbs, and gave them to the King to give to his Elders, and said Peace be with you, to him and to his men. I could see an opalescent  wave of energy created by these words move through every one of them. The look on their faces was priceless. As I turned away to leave, he announced, King Zendith grants you rights of passage ‘Alethea of Avon.’

Zendith! We met last year! I exclaimed. He said I tried to possess you twice last year, but you pulled me out with your nets. You are strong and courageous, Alethea of Avon. I respect that. We both smiled, and I asked the King to grant rights of passage to my son, too. He agreed, and Archangel Michael and I were soon homeward bound.

I remembered that last summer Zendith had come to me in the middle of the night. I had thought that he was some sort of alien guide and asked his name. He actually came into my body twice, but both times I removed him with the nets. It had been a bit of a shock at the time. So much had happened since then.

I did wonder whether I should be flattered that the King himself had tried to possess me. He was nowhere near as awful as my ego had led me to believe. The meeting had been easier than I thought it would be too. Let’s hope the Elders like pink!

I couldn’t wait to tell Alice, who was the only person who would believe me anyway, and Tess of course. I would be lost without them.

3. 14th July 2007—The Kings Gift

Whilst meditating today, in my mind’s eye, I briefly saw a woman run up to King Zendith and steal the jewel from his crown. I had no idea what was going on but felt I should do something—perhaps another gift for the King? Archangel Michael agreed this would be a good idea, so back through the dungeon corridors we went.

Once again, the guards opened the door as soon as they saw us approaching. I walked up to the King and handed him a beautiful box and told him that it was a replacement jewel to go in his crown, if he so wished.

I knew of the crystal’s attributes of love energy and good relationships, a happy crystal, but didn’t mention it to the King. He seemed very pleased, however, and immediately placed it into his crown. Peace offering accepted. The King said he was about to take the orbs to his Elders. I hoped for the best!

4. 21st July 2007—The Enemy has left

Today I noticed a billboard saying The enemy has left, eight times in large print. Have they really? They had left me alone, that was for sure. I beamed the words Peace be with you, Zendith. Peace be with you too, came the reply. I could feel in my heart that he and his people had moved on to pastures new.

My experience with Zendith taught me not to fear ET’s. They are on a journey, the same as everyone else. I even felt a kind of friendship towards him in the end. He was doing his best, and talking to him had made me much more tolerant of other life forms. They are living in fear, that’s why they act as they do. I resolved to treat them all equally with compassion now, no matter what. We are all Gods creatures after all! I shall try to look at the lower frequency ET’s as lost children, and to move them on with care rather than with force or aggression.

Joan of Arc had taught me the error of my ways!

5. 15th January 2008—Master Zed

I was carrying out a clearing on myself, cleansing my aura and chakras. As usual, I brought a star in from the universe down through my crown and into my body to fill it with light. Just before the star reached my head I could see that it looked really dim and stopped it entering my body. It was covered in a dirty cloud of dust. I used my mind’s eye to pan out and visualise my aura, then right out to about 1 mile around me and found a dirty brown bubble of energy surrounding my aura; level 34 came into my mind. I was guided to clear it using my crystal Ki nets and then I brought another star down from the Universe. Once again the star was dirty. Somewhat confused by this having just removed what I thought was the cause of the problem; I panned out using my mind’s eye again.

To my horror, I could see a huge brown cloud of dust around the whole planet at what seemed to be about 35 miles out from the surface. On further inspection I could see something  that looked like a ship, or a creature that looked like a beetle, and a chain-like connection from this object down to the cloud and into the planet.

I quickly cut the chain, encased the beetle and the brown cloud around the planet in nets of light and the angels removed them. Having removed them, I thought that would be the end of it. The next star I brought down was clean and bright and I carried on business as