Claire Nahmad has published a number of books on healing, herbalism, magic and folklore. She lives in Lincolnshire, England.
By the same author:
Love Spells
Cat Spells
Garden Spells
Dream Spells
Fairy Spells
Earth Magic
Magical Animals
The Enchanted Garden
The Cat Herbal
The Book of Peace
The Fairy Pack
S UMMONING
A NGELS
H OW TO C ALL ON A NGELS
IN E VERY L IFE S ITUATION
C LAIRE N AHMAD
W ATKINS P UBLISHING
L ONDON
For Tim, my brother
A CKNOWLEDGEMENTS
Special thanks are due to The White Eagle Publishing Trust for allowing me to quote copyright material from Walking with the Angels: a Path of Service; to the White Eagle Lodge for the leading light of their inspiration; to White Eagle for his teaching and guidance; to Hanne Jahr for kindly allowing me to quote from her fascinating account in Stella Polaris of her visionary experiences; and to the overlighting angel of my book and her hosts of helpers.
I NTRODUCTION
Every raindrop that falls to the earth
is accompanied by an angel.
M OHAMMED
Angels transcend every religion,
every philosophy, every creed.
In fact, angels have no religion as we know it
their existence precedes every religious system
that has ever existed on earth.
S T T HOMAS A QUINAS
There is one vital point to bear in mind as we tread the path of our individual life journey on planet earth. We never were meant to struggle on alone. Our challenges, our difficulties and our burdens were never designed to be encountered in solitude, or faced only within the limits of human help and companionship. We might be divest of family and friends, of good health, money, employment and reputation, even of home, country and identity, yet there are certain friends, comforters and helpers who will never desert us, who can never be taken away from us, and whom it is cosmically impossible to be without. They are the angels.
If we are suffering physical agony we cannot bear, we can call on the angels and they will lift us high above the thrashing chaos of our bodily pain. When we are angry, lonely, depressed, anxious, bored or uninspired, we can contact the angels and they will clear a path for us so that we can head out of our misery. When we are at our wits end and have nowhere to turn, we can summon angels who will show us an open doorway. When our relationships sour, we can seek counsel of the angels and they will put us in touch with our own souls deepest knowledge as to how to restore harmony or, perhaps, move on.
In bereavement, in every life crisis, either mundane or extraordinary, the angels are an ever present source of solace, inspiration, healing and very practical assistance. They will bring a multitude of signs into our everyday lives to guide us, and will also contact us through our intuition. They will whisper words of wisdom into our spiritual ear to prompt us to right response and right action. They will give us softly intoned instructions, infinitely subtle yet infinitely clear, which fall upon the mind like a clarifying dew, mirror-bright but never forceful or authoritarian. The more swiftly and readily we respond to their inspiration, so their communications will increase in abundance and celerity. Although angels always work for the common good as well as for the benefit of their individual human charges, they will reveal opportunities to us and actually influence events in our favour.
In our consideration of angelic help, there is one image we need to be careful to avoid that of the fairy with a golden wand! However supposedly sophisticated our civilization and ourselves, we are children, kindergarten souls, or we would not be here on earth. We want to be childlike, allowing higher forces to take over worrying or frustrating situations for us and wrap us up in a security blanket.
The angels will not do this, of course. Their love and compassion for us is of a depth and purity beyond human comprehension and they would never constrict or limit or negate the growth and unfoldment of our soul, our inner self, which is the very purpose and reason for our earth journey. Yet the angels will cradle us, lull us with divine peace and love and enclose us within an embrace of absolute security and safety when we are troubled. What they will not do is stifle or weaken our initiative and independence.
A succinct teaching from White Eagle one of the spiritual teachers of our age, who spoke through the famous medium Grace Cooke tells us that the handle of the door is on our side. It would be helpful to memorize this simple phrase, because it is a jewel of truth. To meditate upon it is to realize fully, like a bubble forming a complete sphere on a blowpipe, the rainbow spectrum of the limitless scope of angelic help that is open to us, and its true significance for our lives and our personal growth.
Under the care of the angels, we will flourish in a way that can only be described as miraculous. They are not only our guides and helpers when we feel injured, vulnerable, helpless or distressed, but also our servers and our inspiration when we undertake positive, creative tasks. The brotherhood of angels and humanity is already in the first stages of a magnificent renaissance. It is said that in the remote past a Golden Age once reigned when angels walked with men, and that those far-off days will come again. Humanity, through its own choosing, lost its sacred ability to commune with the angels and has walked a path of darkness for millennia, but everywhere there are signs that it is about to re-emerge into the light.
I once heard a man say that he had studied all the religious texts of the world and that nowhere within them or without could he find a solution to poverty. The angels will give us a solution to poverty not only to pragmatic and personal poverty, but also to the overwhelming poverty of our age, a poverty which encompasses the minds, hearts and vision of its destitute souls, and which in turn distributes on a worldwide scale a poverty of spirit and moral values.
The underlying cause of this poverty is the loss of our connection with our own divine source. The angels comprise a passionate shining river always at flood tide, a river of divine consciousness ready to flow into the parched gulf into which we have fallen, and so reconnect us with the sacred heart of the universe.
I am reminded here of an occasion when I was returning by taxi to a London station after an editorial meeting. I was asked by the young male driver what kind of books I wrote. I told him hesitantly (and, I realize now, with a degree of chauvinistic assumption) that I was writing about angels, adding that I supposed he probably didnt feel much sympathy towards that sort of subject.
He immediately told me that recently he had been the victim of an armed robbery, but that within minutes the criminal had been apprehended by the police and his money returned to him. He mentioned that many similar incidents, though of a less dramatic nature, had happened to him throughout his life, and that he had always harboured a secret belief that angels had come to his rescue on each occasion.
This young mans admirably simple and direct trust in his angel guardians seems a particularly poignant sign of our time, a time in which humanity finds itself faced with an urgent choice to take the high road to the sunny uplands or the low route into the sinister obscurity of closing mists and gathering darkness. I believe, with many, that we will choose the sunlit high road, and that in order to be able to make this choice consciously and thereby ensure our survival and growth as both human and truly divine beings, we need to draw close to the angels and learn to make them a focus for our everyday lives.