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.
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,
This image best shows how Everlast looked with his man bun.
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.
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.”
The pool at the Motel in Dolna Banya, Bulgaria in winter.
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, Schiphol, angels 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.
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.
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!