What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger!!

What a title I know but that’s the way I feel right now.  I am just coming out of a life test, climb, struggle, detour or whatever you want to call it.  Some things you just have to get the strength from within to pull yourself through as it is your own battle not for anyone else.

I have to start by telling you that about a year ago I was meditating and some angels came to give me a message.  Some people have told me that angels only come with good messages.  Well, not always but they come with love to help you as well.  For some reason I was blocked to know exactly what the message was.  All I know is I started to cry saying in my mind very adamantly that I do not want to die. I am not ready to die.  Then for the next three days each time I meditated they would come and block my mouth as if someone was putting their hand against it and white lights would be surrounding me.  After those three days they went away.  Nothing more happened about the message.  All I knew was something was going to happen but I let it go.

I used to be visited quite a bit at my old house but since I moved not as much.  Then one day this past August I was in bed going to sleep and I was visited.  They sat on the foot of my bed.  I could feel the impression they made. I said hello. Two days later I woke up from a nap and couldn’t breathe.  I called 911 and was rushed to the hospital.  I had a massive Pulmonary Embolism (blood clot in my lungs).  From then until now I have been dealing with complications due to this.  In and out of the hospital 2 more times.  It was not until I sat at the side of my hospital bed and I literally got upset that I knew I was going to be okay.  I looked up and said “NO, this is not going to beat me. I am not ready to die. So please send some healing angels to help me.” After that things changed. It was as if they were waiting in the corner of the room for me to give the ok for them to help.  My breathing got better. I didn’t need oxygen anymore.  When I started having complications I knew I just had to call for help and I was fine.

I remembered a famous poem called Footprints in the Sand.  It was at my last bit of energy that I asked for help and got mad saying NO this is not it, I was not done with my life yet, that things changed for me.

Footprints in the Sand

One night I had a dream.

I dreamed I was walking along the beach
with the Lord..

Across the sky flashed scenes from my life..
For each scene, I noticed two sets of
footprints in the sand,
one belonging to me, and the other to the Lord..

When the last scene of my life flashed before me,
I looked back at the footprints in the sand.
I noticed that many times along the path of my life
there was only one set of footprints.
I also noticed that it happened at the very lowest
and saddest times in my life.

This really bothered me
and I questioned the Lord about it:
“Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you,
you’d walk with me all the way.
But I have noticed that during the most
troublesome times in my life
there is only one set of footprints.
I don’t understand why
when I need you most you would leave me.”

The Lord replied:
“My precious child, I love you and would
never leave you.
During your times of trial and suffering,
when you see only one set of footprints, it was then
that I carried you.”

So right from the beginning I was not alone through all of this.  Even though I might have felt at times physically alone, I was not alone.  You have the power to heal yourself with the help of your angels.  You just have to ask.

I am feeling better every day.  I feel now that the doctors and nurses are there to help, but it is our bodies, especially in my case, that have the power to heal.

Was this the message that the angels were telling me that was going to happen?  I believe so.




About Donna

I came from a financial background including banking, insurance and real estate. I am an advocate for people taking there health into their own hands. That includes mental, physical and spiritual health. I am also a mother and grandmother (babcia) to a delightful, rambunctious, curious, beautiful, precious....(I can go on for ever) little boy.. who melts my heart every day.
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