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I Met My Guardian Angel

It was about 7 in the evening in July, 2001. I had returned home from a walk and was sitting outside the bathroom to cool down before I shower. My husband had just stepped out of the bathroom and was just leaving the bedroom.

As I sat there, I saw the upper half of a mans's body, seated, near the bathroom door, his head looking in the other direction. His skin was fair, translucent-like and he was blond. It took me a while to determine if it was a man's body because his shoulders were not distinctly masculine. I had an instinct that what I was seeing was something to do with the supernatural, or angels, and I was still focusing on the shoulders to see if there were wings. There were none. When he turned his face toward me and looked at me. His face has perfect proportions; his facial features were not distinctly masculine nor feminine.

I have never seen such eyes in a person, nor such a face before. At that moment, my mind seemed to think of "Austria - kind old man in Austria " (I live in the tropics and I have passed by Austria in a train once, although I do not now know why Austria and why old man when the face I see before me is far from old. I now put that down to just noise in the brain). I moved my head forward as I wanted to be able to see the pupils in his radiant, sky-blue eyes. I was looking into his eyes when I then saw ripples (of molecules of air?) - much like ripples which grew larger when you drop a stone in a pool of water - originating from his forehead coming in my direction toward my face.

At that moment, I heard a deep and kind male voice (the man did not move his lips) saying, "I know everything about you" in English (I am multi-lingual). I felt amused and I actually managed a smile as I was (and usually am) a natural skeptic, thinking, "Now, NOBODY knows EVERTHING about me." At that moment, the man disappeared - just like that. It felt like a some time had passed. I called my
husband to relate the story to him, but time had not passed much.

By  celia

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