Angel Michael's Secrets - Part Four

Yes. He warned me. I knew this was coming - when you become a willing instrument of powerful spirit messages, you will draw attention. Sometimes that attention isn't so nice. But I have learned, and continue to learn that life is about "making the BEST of everything."

So how to make the best of someone who comes to me with a claim that Michael's spirit is hurting people and that she is being haunted, possessed, mentally tortured by this spirit and cannot get free of it?

Initially, I wanted to run. I knew it wasn't Michael's spirit she was dealing with, so I just wanted to turn and walk away. But I realized, I took this on - and as "Uncle Ben" would say - with great power comes great responsibility. I can't just help the easy-to-help ones, the ones who already know and love this angelic spirit. I also sensed that this dear lady was not going to listen to me, so what was the point? Still, I felt it would be better to listen a little while longer to her, realizing that I could learn something.

She claimed that Michael has a dark side and some women are being used by this part of his energy in order for him to gain more energy for himself.

Michael dressed in costumes, he was a consummate actor on stage and in short films, he was a master of disguise. He loved the theatricality of it all. I'll let him explain more soon. "Bad" and "Dangerous" are album and song titles. They do not describe this man, anymore than Bela Legusi was actually a vampire.

Did you know that soap opera actors are sometimes approached, when recognized by fans, as the character they play instead of the personality they are in real life? This confusion happens in our world of being slaves to entertainment. Misconceptions of the person behind the celebrity run amok.

Back to my responsibility to love everyone and help where I can.

This dear lady who feels that Michael Jackson's spirit is terrorizing her and her friends, first said that it was Michael's dark side doing this. Then went on to totally change the story to one of the troubling spirits being demons taking over Michael's "Astral shell." I am not taking this lightly, as I understand that her and her friends are terrified. But she is so decided on this scenario, that she will not allow me to help her either. So I let go of trying to help directly.

I must share how very grateful I am to those who came to stand along-side me and tell of their amazing, life-changing, and often very healing experiences with Angel Michael's spirit. Thank you beautiful ladies, with all my heart.

I told her the truth. I told her that Michael cares about the pain and suffering that she and her friends are experiencing. I told her that it was a simple thing. Often people don't want the simple answer. It's not exciting enough. The spirits she is having problems with are NOT Michael. As long as she is labeling this problem as Michael, they will not leave. She is not addressing them - and they are having fun with her, it seems.

I am sad for her because she said that she has spent thousands of dollars consulting "experts" on the subject. I am just a simple woman who has tuned into spirit from a young age - as anyone can. I do not believe that people should have to pay money (especially not thousands of dollars) to rid themselves of annoying and hurtful spirits. And she said that it has not worked.

I do not choose to focus on evil spirits. I know there is evil when I am faced with the horrors that happen in the world - children suffering - depraved minds that murder innocents - these things tell me that evil exists.

But I know that love is stronger. As a child I was inundated with talk of "Satan" and "demons" and I was caught up in a church culture that focused so much on this subject that I found myself terrified from a very young age. Yet I always asked angels to surround me. I felt their presence. And I used to go to sleep EVERY night saying, "God protect me from Satan and his demons. Put your angels around me and all of those you love. Please protect everyone from Satan and his demons! Please God." This was my focus before sleep each night! Was it any wonder that I had more than my share of memorable nightmares?

When I was seventeen. I visited an old house, actually it was a storage area off of the house. It was filled with many antiques. It was fascinating to me. I love antiques. I was there for a photography session with one of my dad's friends, as I recall my mom and dad went with me.

After the fun of the photo shoot, I went in to this mini-museum to look around. I was truly enraptured among the antiques, including an old gas pump and harnesses for horses. Beautiful and interesting. Then I came to an area where there were very personal things displayed. One item was a ribbon-adorned braid of human hair behind glass, in a window-box style. I got a funny feeling in my stomach as I stared at the braided hair. Our tour guide, who had also been my photographer, was telling a nice story about the tradition behind it. I felt an overwhelming sense of sadness, too strong to handle. I knew nothing at the time about surrounding myself with "the light" or protecting myself in any way, other than praying for God to "protect me from the demons."

When I returned home, the haunting feeling followed me. I told my parents. They called a minister. He told us to pray. It was a minister that was a friend of our family, and a very kind man, better than most I encountered. So I knelt before the bed in my parents room. I cried it out, prayed for God to make them leave. I opened my eyes and looked up to the ceiling at one point. It was actually beautiful, for as my fear melted away, bright light floated high above me and seemed to leave through the ceiling. I felt wonderful. No more sick feeling, no more fear.

In writing this out, as I have never written of it before, I realize that they were not "demons" or evil spirits at all. They were sad. It seemed like more than one - like a child and adult. I had never let myself try to communicate with spirits before, except to pray. My childhood church even banned us from praying to angels. ONLY God was to be prayed to. Such crazy rules.

As I write, I also am touched by the realization that perhaps I helped to "release" some saddened spirits, or stuck energy of some kind. There was light involved, but I don't see it as earthbound spirits that cannot go toward the light. I'm not sure what/who it was that I experienced. I do feel now, that they needed my help somehow. It did feel amazing to see them move away from me and go happily on their way. I would like to think that hanging out with me for awhile in some way helped or comforted them. The experience did have a huge impact on me, I know, and I do thank you, dear reader, for reminding me of this. I am going to turn this over to Michael, because I would love to learn more...what I have learned just now, is that some that we may label as demons are not this at all...

Dear ones, I am not here to hurt. I do not come to take anyone's energy. I have plenty. Heaven's memory of spirits passing through her energy...this is very personal for her and she is needing to understand. I said I would use all of this as a "teaching tool," but she did not realize how much she had to learn.

I came to her with much of my sadness intact, as did these spirits early in her life. She is the reincarnation of a spirit that went through much sadness in other lives, especially her most recent past life... too personal to go much further with that.

She has processed, worked through, and come out on the other side to be able to share my spirit with others in joy. She chooses to focus on the joy rather than the depth of sadness that is truly connected with experiencing life as a human, experiencing life as a spirit leaving the familiar realm or vibration of humans you love, and something that is part of us. Sadness has a place, but it behooves us not to drown in its arms. Sadness should be a faint whisper, reminding us to be compassionate and kind. Joy should be the strongest voice. This is balance.

Yes, I passed in sad circumstances. How do you imagine one would feel to leave his precious children? Yet I am not "stuck" anywhere. There is no punishment as you pass into light. There is no regulation that you cannot still communicate with spirits on Earth and be a heavenly being at the same time. Time is what confines you. It needn't. It does not confine me.

The first feeling Heaven had of me, as did many of you, was my sadness. Your sadness attracted mine. But I am compassion, love, joy, silliness, and childlike wonder. I am your Peter Pan, your deepest sorrow, and your highest happiness. So dear a love is impossible to give up, once found. Some tell you that I am sadly "earthbound." I am not bound by anything. I know the secrets. I tried to teach you, and you can still find my essence in my music and my books. Dancing the Dream has so much of me, (and so much of why we are together now) contained in its pages. You have only to look. It is not such a mystery.

Some are empaths, some are intuitive. Some are so sensitive and my essence truly flows right through them. Dear ones, please don't waste your money, when I am giving of myself for free!

I made millions while on Earth. I gave to wonderful causes, and I wasted a lot of money too. I was trying to fill voids, fill loneliness with things. That never works. But it is human nature, is it not? Don't be too hard on yourselves. There is emptiness. That's real. Fill it by reaching out to others. Fill it by reading your favorite books or watching your favorite movies that inspire and uplift! Fill it by taking walks and surrounding yourself with nature. Just the tiniest thing can be so vast when you make it so.

This is the way it is with unpleasant things as well! Learn from me. I made my trials as colossal monsters when I should have made them as tiny ants. These things sometimes take lifetimes to learn. I visualized well when it came to my art, and making a huge success of that, and I got early breaks, and my father's tenacity and perseverance got us into the spotlight. Then I couldn't help but shine.

Yet so much of my deepest desires went unfulfilled. Not forever. I am not coming to you to steal your energy, but rather to awaken your own and teach you to fly. You love what my intentions were, and all of the things I did do that I had intended to do with my life. One life can shine light into many. I truly hope that is what I've done and that you will continue, not so much in my name, for I have had many, but in the name of LOVE. L.O.V.E. - Learning Optimally Visualizing Eternity. Why did I put the periods there before? Creating something for later. And now you are listening. How beautiful.

Everything you do today should be always with the big picture of eternity in mind. If you make a mistake, don't sweat it so much. When you do something and put your whole heart into it, and people don't recognize its importance yet, realize that what you have created is what is important. It is part of eternity now. They will see when they are ready. You have done your part in the creation.

I am not "the demons," dear reader. But I do care about you, and the pain this is causing you. I stopped everything to speak to you, dear tortured soul. The loving energy in the words will still exist, even if you reject them. They are created. They are now part of eternity, as with every spark of love that is created.

The "demons" may not even be demons. We can create energy and keep it growing like a snowball gaining momentum as it plunges down a hill. Seeking expensive opinions is just that, expensive opinions. You are free as soon as you realize that the key and the power of freedom lies right in your own hand. That is why it is called freedom. It's free. I do not minimize the sacrifice of those who fought and died to gain freedom for others. I just want you to embrace the freedom that is just one thought away. For all who died and suffered, it is still up to every individual to allow themselves to be truly free. Freedom is in your own mind, where no one can rob or steal unless you give them the key.

You are a prisoner for only as long as you insist that you are. See the door opening. Visualize it. Accept the freedom. Allow the release of drama and "excitement" and surrender to peace. This too can be very exciting in a nurturing and lasting way.

I pray that this helps someone, those who have eyes to see, and hearts to listen. The beauty is that our keenest vision and hearing is found by looking at and listening to the world with our hearts, rather than our eyes and ears. Try it! Happy thoughts!

All my love...dear ones.

TYM