The Journal of a Rebel Earth Angel. Volume 1

By S.T. Alvyn

Peek inside the mind of a maverick Earth Angel – down to earth observations and dilemmas that are questioned humorously and innocently. Join her journey as she realizes her abilities and how they can help others and what she learns.
See through the eyes of an inquisitive Earth Angel who challenges and questions what is put in front of her. How fate puts her charges in her path, how she learns to shield, when to bow out and not feel a failure, how she feels when she has completed a mission and a charge drifts away. Observe the difficulties and struggles of balancing a spiritual and physical life whilst searching for the answers the philosophical conundrums the human race faces.
What is an Earth Angel? They are lightworkers that help out people in distress appearing when needed and leave when their mission has been completed. If it was only that easy! Earth angels are human and feel pain and sadness but are here to help others see what they cannot see; a hand to hold, a shoulder to cry on, someone to listen, to talk to and sometimes just someone to be there – know you are not alone and there is always hope and faith.
Being an Earth Angel in human form is no easy vocation, some say it is a choice, but when you get the calling it is hard to ignore despite the distractions of the world. Once you accept the calling there is no turning back, redundancy or resignation but occasionally a vacation break.
See through her eyes the frustrations of being the bigger person and learning not to retaliate. Accepting her calling without realizing the signs she missed or was oblivious to, her struggles between what is morally right or practical and that balancing a spiritual and physical life has its obstacles and limitations. She observes and tackles the universal mysteries of destiny, intuition, faith and fate, the human traits of betrayal, regrets, doubt and fear.
Like all journeys there are good parts and not so good parts. Often we only hear about the good and the light, but there is the dark too; when angels experience conflict, doubt and get blocked. By experiencing the darker moments, they can understand and help others more realistically. Awakening lightworkers can feel comforted in that they are not alone and the confusion will pass. The journey can be lonely but they are not alone. Glimpse into the uncharted journey which unwinds and evolves with revelations and insights that put the pieces of life together.

• Language: English
• Publisher: S.T. Alvyn
• Release date: Apr 8, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310904639

S.T. Alvyn

S.T. Alvyn, is an author, explorer, and philosopher, and is also a tsundoku, but with good intentions to read them all one day.

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Foreword

A New Incarnation

In Oz but no sign of the Wizard?

Lightworking – an eternal vocation

Living in a Spiritual Bubble

The Path to the Purple Door

Destiny V Fate

Earth Angels – painful lessons

Reincarnation – a brave or hopeless decision?

Dark night of the Soul – A Spiritual Depression?

Surviving the Spiritual Journey

Angels v Witches

Decisions and Regrets

The Dark Crooked Path

Ego – What is it?

Intuition V Logic

Shamanic Darkness

The Lone Soul

Life – A balancing or juggling act?

Your Mission should you decide to accept

Hypocrisy and the Self

Private Thoughts – do they exist?

A Deeper Darker Dark Night of the Soul

The Merging of the Realms

Spiritual Breadcrumbs

Seeing inside the Soul

The Rebel Angel

The Search for ‘Home’

Betrayal and Trust

Claircognizance – guided knowledge

Fearing the Doubt

Meeting Others

About the author

Extract

Acknowledgements

Foreword

How did it all start? How do I know that it’s not all just in my head? Trust me I have asked myself this question many times and for many decades I have pooh poohed the notion of psychics and the supernatural, yet I am like many of us who have a curiosity into the unknown future – part of us wants to know what will happen. For many years I could sense what would happen next or an outcome; coincidences occurred frequently and I was drawn to places and people for no apparent reason. Even when other readers told me I had gifts, I laughed at them and carried on with my materialistic life. I heard them, but what was I supposed to do with it? Back then there were no courses and even if there were I wouldn’t have taken them.

I remember going for a reading to a partially sighted albino with a friend (the idea she was blind so she couldn’t judge us from how we looked). I always wanted a reading telling me who I was going to meet and settle down with and where I was going to live. I never got that message; instead it was about my choices and where I needed to be. My friends reading talked about her love life and that was after mine, I so wished we could have swapped readings, but even then I knew it was not my destiny.

What is an Earth Angel? Well I don’t really call myself that, however others do. It’s a bit like Michael Landon in ‘Highway to Heaven’ (an angel in training) there are some of us that are here to help guide others on their journey and we learn our own lessons along the way. We awaken sometimes through choice and others by a sharp nudge as in my case. To be honest I never even realized what I was doing or why, it just happened and it felt right. Once I started there was no turning back. There is no on and off switch, pause yes, but even then it is brief.

You can do an internet search for characteristic and traits to see if you are an Earth Angel, but honestly if you are, you don’t tell anyone so why would the label matter? People have called me an angel, but I am far from angelic in the traditional sense. I question everything and do what feels right rather than what other may consider a more rational approach. I have rebelled against my calling for many years, only when I was forced to re-evaluate my life could I see in hindsight the obvious signs, found the books I bought and never read, stashed away items that were useful though not at the time, experiences I had, people I had met and even what subjects at school I excelled in but loathed have borne fruit.

So here is my journal before and during my awakening so far. I hope it can help others. Unlike other writers I am not airy fairy; I tell it how it is; the dilemmas and conflicts, the good and the bad, the highs and lows, light bulb moments and the depths of confusion and spell out my own spiritual conundrums that I attempt to make sense of and figure out. Not everything works out how we would like, but perhaps that is how it was meant to be? Some of the excerpts are from my blogs that I have re-written and others are dark moments when I question everything around me and light moments when things make sense! I accept there may not be any answers in this realm, but the philosophical questions remain. Its not just about magick which to me is intentional manifestation, it is a gift to help others. The power of foresight and healing has its burdens, seeing what others cannot. Yes, we make mistakes and we learn from them, but also we recognize the natural course of events must take place. Destiny will prevail; fate navigates us on our journey called ‘life’.

A New Incarnation

As a child I felt and saw what I was led to believe were ghosts; as a five year old the word ‘spirit’ and its correct use had not yet entered my vocabulary. Ghosts were dead people who didn’t know they had died and haunted where they lived. I lived in a semi-detached house called Glen Villas; it was an old Roman house divided into two that was haunted. As a family we only lived there part time and I shared a room with my precious little brother precisely 11 months and two weeks younger. I always kept the light on at bedtime as a source of comfort as the house always seemed dark. I remember watching my stamp album move from the middle of the chest of drawers onto the floor, but pulled the covers over my head and pretended it didn’t happen, but I never told anyone. Those were the days when next-door neighbors walked into each other’s houses and we often went around to see Angela and Colin the teenagers who occasionally were our babysitters. Colin would tell us tales of their ghostly happenings; toasters going off when no one was up and the radio switching itself on and off, scaring my brother whilst it reconfirmed what I had seen and heard. I wasn’t