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Method to madness

Although seeing ‘Angel extravaganza’ was slightly maddening, there was a method to the apparent madness.

Don’t fall in love with form

Although it’s true that we must love our guardian angel in all their forms, we must never fall in love with any of their forms.

Coupling

Familiar and unfamiliar forms of my angel were coupled in order to symbolize the familiar and unfamiliar essence of manifestations.

Clues

In spite of the unfamiliar forms my guardian angel appeared in and in spite of the lack of (or lack of time to detect) the unifying factor, my angel always gave me clues, in addition to telepathic confirmation, to help me know that it was them.

For example, the first form I saw in ‘Angel extravaganza’ was an old man with a cane.  It clearly pointed to the next form, an old woman with a cane.  In this case, the cane was the unifying factor.  The older woman on the concrete ‘bench’ had a tiny, imitation American flag on the side of her left shoe.  Since I am an American, this was a clue.

Approachability and inapproachability

Although I prefer long and relaxing manifestations in which my angel appears relatively young and alone or with, at most, one angel companion, ‘Angel extravaganza’ was just the opposite.  It was ‘scattered,’ with many older forms, filled with movement and not allowing me the time to think things through.  I believe that my guardian angel did this deliberately to discourage me from becoming too familiar with them.

The Supernatural Origin of my Books

Zion, book cover

An earlier book cover for Zion, the Holy City of God.

 

When I started seeing angels (my guardian angel and other angels) for the first time, I didn’t know it then, but my father would soon take the new family car and abandon our family in Bulgaria. I describe how these events transpired in my book, The Truth about Angels, Part I. God knew that this would happen, though, and prepared me. God prepared me by ‘giving’ me my two seminal books, Zion, the Holy City of God and Armageddon–the fate of the Lofty Nation and Beyond. I put the word ‘giving’ in quotation marks because it was almost as if it were automatic writing. My pen flowed effortlessly as the books came to me through divine inspiration. I was guided as to which page of the Bible to turn to for a particular chapter.

After Zion and Armageddon, I was instructed by my guardian angel and given lesson after lesson that became Lessons from my Guardian Angel. This book came about by my witnessing and methodically and meticulously documenting angelic appearances (with my guardian angel and other angels) most of which took place in Kostenets, Bulgaria. This book is a primer in angelic behavior. More books followed.

When I thought that I knew everything a person could know about angels, I was introduced to the Anunnaki. I should say, the Anunnaki introduced themselves to me, again, in Bulgaria. My dialogues with the Anunnaki resulted in two books, Communications from the Anunnaki I—Telepathic Messages from the Gods and The Gods Speak—Telepathic Messages from the Anunnaki. The way that beings who reside in higher dimensions communicate is cyclical. This means that information is repeated. I don’t know why this is so, but theorize that it happens in order to reinforce ideas, so that we absorb them. In the same way, perhaps, that songs have refrains.

Today, I live in Toronto, Ontario. My guardian angel continues to manifest for me both  briefly and in prolonged appearances, although I am deliberately not documenting these manifestations.

Since I know beyond the shadow of a doubt that my guardian angel is with me always, whether they appear to me in manifest form or not is not important. Although I enjoy it very much when this happens, I always remember that angels manifest when they want to, not when I want them to.

God bless and may you see angels,

Alvin Avery

I Saw Angels

The past several days have been quite interesting. This is because I saw my guardian angel in nine different forms and other angels, too.

I saw Ochre, with Everlast who had amassed his now longer hair into a bun atop his head. Very cool. I saw my angel as Sun Medallion without jewellry and with friends. I saw my guardian as three, new forms. I saw Mr. Tics walking down the sidewalk near the bank and Vladika and his wife on more than one occasion. I saw my angel as I’d seen them in ‘Out with a friend’ only this time with a different friend, a brunette, in Ichtiman (a town west of Kostenets and Dolna Banya).

The fact that I mention nine forms is absurd, however, since the number of forms I’ve seen my guardian angel appear in over the years is virtually countless and definitely mind-boggling.

Power Angel

My guardian angel ‘rules’ the show. My angel is ‘boss’ when it comes to manifesting in Kostenets and surrounding areas. My angel appears to be a leader of angels. The degree of my angel’s rank and authority never ceases to amaze me.

God bless and may you see angels,

Alvin Avery

Man bun

This image best shows how Everlast looked with his man bun.

 

The Valley of Angels

Kostenets

A map that shows Kostenets and how to get there

Am doing some traveling in Bulgaria now. The featured image of this blog post is a map to help you see exactly where I am. (Close to the black arrow.) I like maps because they are precise.

Remember, Kostenets is the name of the town where I saw angels for the first time. The town is named Kostenets from the Bulgarian word ‘kost’ which means bone. Past polemics resulted in the discovery of a plethora of bones here, remnants of fierce battles of the past. It is indeed ironic that it is in this ‘town of bones’ that God chose to send a tremendous amount of angels. There’s a nearby valley which I personally refer to as the Valley of Angels.

Although Bulgaria is currently known for its Valley of Roses, one day, it will be known for its Valley of Angels.

Today, I went to Grand. The Cafe Grand. It’s been a while since I’ve been there. They’ve done some renovations and it was quite pleasant. Even more pleasant was when I saw Everlast walk up the cafe’s ramp. I describe this human angel in my book, Inside the Secret World of Angels. Today, he wore a blue T-shirt, long, blue shorts, sandals and black sunglasses. It was funny seeing him again because he let his hair grow. It’s now shoulder length and curly!

At 1:03 p.m., I saw Tania, Nikolai’s wife. She came over and talked to me and Mom. She wore an off-white pant suit and semi-transparent, beige glasses with photochromic lenses. The sun was shining which means that I only partially saw her eyes. She was on her lunch break. I also describe her in my book.

Whether you believe me or not is up to you. The truth about the matter is that I thoroughly document what I see and that my books and e-books literally represent thousands of pages and tens of thousands of words with excruciating detail about how angels look, manifest or, appear and integrate into our human society.

Oh, I almost forgot to mention that I saw Tse Tse’s girlfriend, too. Not at Grand, though. Somewhere else that I’ll keep secret. She put on some weight since the last time I saw her and now has an elaborate tattoo that runs up and down her right arm. We joked around about the Motel in Dolna Banya (a small town not far from Kostenet on the map, too, south of the black arrow); namely that the pool is due for a cleaning. She mentioned that the gazebo will open in a few days.

God bless and may you see angels,

Alvin Avery

 

 

 

Remembering: Military Satellites and Draco’s Death

I went to the Motel in Dolna Banya today because, visiting Bulgaria, I wanted to remember the place where I had seen some of the best angelic manifestations ever.

As I stood beneath the gazebo, looking at the pool’s steam rise up—the main section of the pool’s temperature indicator read 28º Celsius, the Jacuzzi 32º Celsius and the Baby pool 38º Celsius—I remembered the manifestation I wrote about in The Truth about Angels, Part I called “Military Satellites and Draco’s Death.”

D.B. pool in winter

 

The pool at the Motel in Dolna Banya, Bulgaria in winter.

Source: http://www.hotel-dolnabania.com/en/spa

I remembered this particular manifestation because it stood in sharp contrast with today’s nearly empty pool—there were only two people swimming in the Jacuzzi—and said manifestation in which the pool nearly swarmed with angels in disguise.

I sighed thinking about my effort to describe what I’d seen in painstaking detail and said to Mother who stood next to me, “You know, I wrote a lot about this pool.”

“Yes, I know” she replied.

“I saw at least fifteen angels here once!”

Today, however, there were no angels, only a clean, blue pool with steam gently ascending into a chilly and humid, dull, gray November sky.

What did this mean?

Interestingly enough, on our way from Toronto to Sofia, as we stepped into Gate 48 of Amsterdam’s International Airport, Schipholangels started manifesting. There were angels in disguise on the Bulgaria Air flight I took from Amsterdam to Sofia! And it didn’t stop there.

When I had my first swim at the pool after arriving in mid October, I swam with two angels in disguise, a man and a woman. It had been an amazingly warm day with a clear blue, cloudless sky.

The young couple had stood next to the banana tree (planted next to the pool’s shower which had been dismantled for the winter season) and looked at me kindly as they touched the tree’s particular, green leaves affectionately.

A mystery

When angels choose to manifest and how is a mystery.

There are so many factors involved in angelic appearances, factors we are barely able to understand given our three-dimensional nature, that determine if, how and when a manifestation happens.

Gratitude

Today, as I stood (after having eaten a wonderful lunch inside the Motel’s restaurant) in front of the nearly empty pool, I understood one thing: angels appear on their own terms and we must be grateful even when we don’t see them in physical form!

God bless and may you see angels,

Alvin Avery

 

 

Inspiration: The Key to Writing Effortlessly

Although I started writing novels in 2001 to heal from a broken marriage, it wasn’t until 2008 that I hit upon my passion: writing books about angels.

Before that, I was writing decent novels that anyone would enjoy. I worked hard at it and had even started a historical novel called Blair’s Rush that I abandoned midstream after my ‘eureka moment.’

In retrospect, I can tell you without hesitation that I didn’t get published because I was trying too hard and hadn’t yet discovered my passion.

Like a bolt of lightning

My inspiration—the peak experience that led me onto the adventure of a lifetime, writing books about angels—came like a bolt of lightning out of the blue. It wasn’t anything that I ever expected or dreamed would happen; and it certainly wasn’t anything that came from within me.

Katarino Spa

I remember being at Katarino Spa—a resort in Raduil, Bulgaria—when it happened.

Here’s what the place looks like:

Katarino Spa

Katarino Spa. Source BulgariaSki

Everything was happening perfectly in my life. I was enjoying a winter holiday when, out of the blue, bam!, I had a mystical experience  that would forever change my life.

It was, in my opinion, a mere coincidence that I was at Katarino Spa when I had the mystical experience. I could, in fact, have been anywhere, but it just so happened that I was there.

I remember lying in bed, looking at the soft light of the moon as it filtered through the window’s delicate curtain, when I had what can only be described as a paranormal experience. I ‘saw,’ ‘felt,’ and communicated telepathically with my guardian angel.

Before this event, I never thought much about angels. Although I’d studied at divinity school and had a theoretical understanding about angels, I never considered them let alone thinking that I might have one, specific, guardian angel.

This is why I say that the experience came out of ‘nowhere.’

Analyzing the peak experience

Once the vacation ended, I kept remembering the experience. I kept thinking about what I’d felt and what I’d learned from the mystical experience.

I began focusing on my guardian angel and ‘inquiring’ of them using my mind.

When I got back home, I couldn’t stop thinking about my guardian angel and even went ‘angel hunting,’ a no-no in the realm of angelic experiences. That’s because angels seek out people, not the other way around. Of course, I didn’t know that then, and made that mistake.

It will happen when you least expect it

The peak event, my eureka moment, was the starting point of a journey that would lead me to write books about angels.

It helped me understand that I didn’t need to struggle to write books; that books, rather, would be delivered to me on a platter. When I say this, bear in mind that I still had to take pen and paper or type on a keyboard in order to document the story. But I stopped struggling altogether.

Thanks for reading me.

God bless and may you see angels,

Alvin Avery

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Ezeroto”: A place of beauty and natural wonder

I just finished preparing a promotional review for my e-book, Pocket Prophecies. If all goes well, it should be available on askDavid.com soon. I’m determined to have this e-book become available in print form, too. In the meantime, I’m counting on your patience.

As I wrote what I thought was a fairly good description of the book, I reminisced about the place where I was inspired to write it, a hotel restaurant complex in Bulgaria called “Ezeroto.” It’s close to the town where I was inspired to write my angel books and I thought you might like to see a few images of the place.

Ezeroto 1

Image credit: Mariana Stefanova.

One of the owners, an artist and photographer, is clearly passionate about constantly improving the complex. He remodeled what used to be the open-air restaurant (behind the umbrellas, left) playing the role of construction worker in order to supervise the renovation personally. Lately, two outdoor pools were added. Here’s what one of them looks like:

Ezeroto 2

 Source: Internet.

The structure in the back has changing cabins. What I like about “Ezeroto”–in addition to its traditional, Bulgarian menu and refined cuisine–is the fact that it contains an animal sanctuary. There are pheasants, deer, and rabbits. The owner was able to procure the most unusual ducks that live in the man-made lake. They are multi-colored. Look at these digital images I took of one of the ducks.

Duck V

 

And,

Duck III

Have you ever seen such a fascinating duck? It was a first for me!

The way I got the ducks to approach me was to…, you guessed it, throw bits of bread into the lake. They came, but didn’t stay long which made photographing them difficult. It would seem that they are as elusive as they are beautiful.

Next to “Ezeroto” is “Vodopad” which means “Waterfall” in Bulgarian. Here’s what it looks like:

Waterfall

Image credit: The Official website of Pchelin village.

I cannot say in words just how peaceful standing next to this waterfall was for me. All of my worries would slip into the pristine, cascading water leaving me feeling refreshed.

There’s a path that leads up from “Ezeroto” to “Gurgulitsa,” a refuge where hikers can spend the night and order a bowl of soup or hot cider, for example. “Gurgulitsa” is beautiful year-round, but hard to reach in winter when there is an accumulation of snow.

This is a picture of the view from the refuge’s balcony. You can see how thick and green the adjoining forest’s foliage is.

Gurgulitsa

Source: Internet.

I visited “Gurgulitsa” many times and sat on this very balcony enjoying the view.

I hope you enjoyed this post. Thanks for stopping by.

God bless and may you see angels, Alvin Avery

 

Angels at Grand: Reminiscing about my life in Bulgaria

The Café Grand brings back a lot of memories.

It’s located in the town where I first started seeing angels. I mention the name of the town in the preface of my book, The Truth about Angels, Part I.

The Café Grand, which I affectionately call Grand in my book (natives call it ‘Granda’), as well as whenever I refer to the establishment, offers a wide assortment of coffees. They also serve ice cream, sandwiches, chips, and alcoholic beverages. In Bulgaria, it’s legal to serve alcohol in coffee shops.

What’s special to me about this café, however, isn’t the selection, but the fact that, over the course of several years, I witnessed a multitude of angelic manifestations there. This is what Grand looks like:

The Cafe Grand

Do you see its name in red above the umbrellas? They say that you can learn much from observation. This is true.

In the beginning, I would always make sure to have pen and paper ready to take notes (and sometimes draw pictures) about what I was seeing. Over time, though, I learned how to memorize what I saw. I did this in order to be more discrete about what I was doing. The waitresses knew that I was a writer and would smile when they’d see me scribbling on pieces of paper or napkins. I didn’t mind, though, because I was secretly documenting a prolonged phenomenon that would end up being The Truth about Angels, Parts I & II.

Grand at night

On warm, summer evenings, when the sun starts to set, the  Café Grand turns on its lawn lights. You can see one of them in the image just above. These are very simple, elegant lights that are interspersed in front of and border the café’s perfectly tended lawn. The lights lend a romantic ‘aura’ to Grand and offer a much different ambiance than ‘Grand by day.’

I’ve had many wonderful and inspiring conversations with my guardian angel at Grand. I talk about these conversations and what came out of them in my book. In fact, I don’t just relate them, I give readers a detailed account of how the conversations unfolded, the context in which they transpired, and how they profoundly helped me.

Accepting supernatural phenomena

You cannot witness angelic manifestations and remain the same. Being exposed to and participating in prolonged, supernatural phenomena will change the way you understand the world. It will amaze, infuse, energize, enthuse and inspire you like never before.

I hope you enjoyed my second blog post. Stay tuned for more.

God bless and may you see angels,

Alvin Avery

 

 

 

Bulgaria: The place of my inspiration

Those of you who read The Truth about Angels, Part I may be interested to see a few photographs of the place where I was inspired to write this book. I mention the name of the town in the preface of my book. It’s a small, Bulgarian town, not too far from Sofia, the nation’s capital city. There’s nothing special about this town, except for the fact that it was there that I had my first experiences with angels. Here’s what the local reservoir looks like. You can see the Rila Mountain Range in the background with its snow-capped peaks.

The Reservoir

Sometimes, after a good rainfall, the greenery that ‘clothes’ the mountain becomes so lush, the air so pure and clean, that you can see for miles. Once, I thought that what I saw reminded me of the television series, Land of the Lost. It was almost as if, once you came to this place, you could never leave. There’s something about Bulgaria that pulls you in, draws you in and holds you firmly. Here’s a picture of the town’s church. Do you see the stork’s nest on top of the larger dome? In Bulgaria, storks are said to bring good luck.

The church

I saw angels in this church. But angels aren’t restricted to church. I saw them in different parts of this town, too. One of my most cherished memories is meeting my guardian angel at the Motel of Dolna Banya. I talk about him in the book. Here’s what the Motel’s pool looks like on a hot, summer day. Mostly full, with people of all ages soaking in the rays, some having a refreshing dip. Personally, it’s one of my all-time favorite swimming pools, probably on account of the memories.

The Dolna Banya Mote's pool

If you look closely, you may see Mom. The events I describe in the book are true. They really happened.

When I was writing this book, I listened to Bulgarian music. Here’s a YouTube video that will give you an idea about what it sounds like. There are a few English mistakes in the presentation which you’ll overlook, I’m sure.

When you watch the clip, it will give you a glimpse of Bulgarian music, history and culture. Images of well-known Bulgarians, common folk, and the city of Plovdiv, once known as Philipoppolis, are just a few examples. The dancers at the start of the video are actually walking barefoot on burning hot embers. They do so without feeling any pain whatsoever.

Bulgarian Folklore: Music from Eternity

This You Tube video, The Mystery of the Bulgarian Voices, is of higher quality. Have a look.

So, what did you think of those voices? I think they’re amazing. I hope you enjoyed my first blog post. Stay tuned for more!

God bless, and may you see angels,

Alvin Avery