Since I am a school teacher, I am
always excited to see the amazing connection that children have to the spirit world. Of course, teaching in a public school,
the only time I mention God is during the pledge! But I have “tales to tell out of school.”
I am using letters instead of names
to protect the little people’s identity.
There was a little girl who drew a
picture of me the first day of school. I taught grade one at the time. She drew me with a perfect green and blue aura. There
was an angel behind me and rainbows on my hands. The amazing thing about the picture was that I had just had the aura picture
taken, (see the auras page) and it matched perfectly to what she drew. She said I always had “really pretty colors”
and a smile mouth. She also knew that there was an angel behind me! I told her that not everyone sees colors, so she has a
special gift to be able to see the colors.
There was a child who was a 7 year
old foster boy. He was quite troubled when he came to me, very angry and disruptive. I would gently send him healing light
and pray for him each night, hoping somehow to help him. About two weeks later, the “J”
called out “Mrs. D, Mrs. D.
my guardian angel was here!! Look!” He ran up to me with a white feather! It was on his desk.
The following day, he was at our class
computer and managed to pull up a giant angel on the screen ( I still don’t know how he did that, since I don’t
do any angel work at school). I know that his angel was working overtime to help this little boy. After the angel incident,
he began to change, filled with more joy and exuberance that you could imagine. He also started to learn and soak up knowledge
quickly. He told me that he wanted to become a policeman to protect others.
I dreamed of a boy named “C”
who I taught that year. In my dream he was an 8 year old, but he was in a 1940 fighter jet during WW2. He was wearing a cross
around his neck, clearly seen in my dream. The next day, he comes to school with the very same cross on. I said “How
lovely, who gave you that?” He said “Its from my grandpa. “He died in WW2, he was fighter pilot.
Past life memory: “D”
said we should bless the animals before we eat them since they give there lives for us. (this was said by a 6 year old)
“M” was obsessed with
imaginary sword play, knights and medieval times. He was convinced he needed to “joust”.
Age 8:
“L” said “you know
there is a war”. “Yes, in Iraq”
“No, Mrs. D., the one with
Lincoln. You know
he wants to free the slaves.”
“That was a long time ago.”
“No it wasn’t. I don’t
like those southerners”.
He loves to read Civil war books and
I got him to do his work when I agreed to show him a musket ball I had.
Grade 1 journal entry: Question to
me “What would you do if you were an angel Mrs. D?”
My answer was "protect children".
Journal: Mrs. D is a god teacher (I
think he meant good, but I liked the misspell!)
My own amazing kid is now well grown, but at four he woke up and described
running aross a battlefield to save a friend. He got shot in the back trying to save him. He described the blue outfits, the
guns, and so on, pretty amazing, since I didn't believe in "violent toys" and so on. At that age, he was facinated with Civil
War things, and had an aversion to the southern flag. I know that he was was reliving a past time as a civil war soldier.
When playing with GI joes, he would say "In real war, people get killed. I don't ever want to kill anyone again.".
He has no interest in doing a past life regression or anything "weird" as he
says that he does not care to relive that awful time.
At 7, he woke out of a sound sleep channeling a message to me from my angels.
He respects what I do, but doesn't want to venture into the "twilight zone" like mom!
I think that God has a sense of humor, so often special messages have come
to me through the children and past trauma is allowed to clear and heal through love and self expression. Truly, the idea
isn't to focus upon the past life, but to heal the soul, to learn the lessons of love and forgiveness, and to choose differently
so that our souls can be more pure for God.