<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371</id><updated>2012-01-31T02:49:41.495Z</updated><category term='April Wedding'/><title type='text'>Angels Light The Way</title><subtitle type='html'>News and reflections from author, spiritual teacher and workshop facilitator, Chrissie Astell.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chrissie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11084052059419347612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-4591024515086607306</id><published>2012-01-22T15:02:00.004Z</published><updated>2012-01-23T12:55:04.917Z</updated><title type='text'>Struck by Lightening</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wkQnAetaaCs/TxwlsOgMksI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ang15TXOwps/s1600/AngelInsight_Knowledge-Jophiel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700472670081815234" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wkQnAetaaCs/TxwlsOgMksI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ang15TXOwps/s400/AngelInsight_Knowledge-Jophiel.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0 10px 10px 0; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi, Do you read lots of wonderful spiritual books, take courses, download uplifting messages, learn therapies and still feel occasionally that you are not quite up to the mark? So do I. I often joke with other spiritual teachers and colleagues about that one great fear within most of us as human beings, aware of our frailties and faults, is that one day we will be 'found out'... and that the world will see that actually we know very little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in this little picture of the angel of knowledge, you are urged not to believe everything as true, but to take only the inspiration and enlightened words from the books you read and allow the wisdom of your own discernment to take from it that which is true &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for you&lt;/span&gt;, and your own soul resonance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently woke with a channelled confirmation that what I have been noticing around me for the last couple of years is undoubtably true. Not only is everything quickening, speed of life, instant communication, the Earth's revolutions, ... but also our psychic awareness is sharpening so rapidly now, on a mega-scale. Given the right practices I honestly believe that humanity will be able to communicate telepathically between dimensions (as we used to many many lifetimes ago),  ... perhaps  even within my current lifetime! How exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I want to share with you a recent mystical and enlightening revelation.&lt;br /&gt;First I need to explain that since the late '90s my entire teaching &amp;amp; writing career has been driven by inspired thoughts and what I believe to be Divine guidance. At the same time unintentionally, as with all teachers, I have been developing and enhancing my personal self-discovery and growth. I do believe that all of us are remembering and developing those aspects of Divinity we seem to intuitively know on an inexplicably deep level. I've always admitted light-heartedly that 'The teacher teaches what the teacher needs to know'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was the third in my series of online seminars on the Discovering the Seven Archangels, and we were all concentrating on strengthening and understanding our connection with the Archangel energies of Michael. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(During a healing atunement several years ago, in Crete, I was shown that I work very closely with the two Divine Beings we know as Michael and Jesus. These two Beings create the over-lighting presence I feel at the start of most of my workshops and talks, and although I cannot usually 'see' them myself are very often reported by clairvoyant members of the audience.....) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About half way through the seminar I began to feel the unmistakable presence of an over-lighting energy which was filling my body causing me to sway slightly. Certain aspects of the talk I had planned changed in emphasis and I found it extraordinarily difficult to concentrate because everything was surrounded in light and strangely I seemed to be growing in size!  Yes, it was difficult to sleep. The next morning I still carried the energy and light from the previous evening and in the early morning light I lit my usual meditation candle only to find that I couldn't sit on the chair. I had the uncontrollable urge to stand with my feet apart and hands raised at my sides with palms facing upwards... I had no thoughts, my usual prayers and morning communion with the angels was completely taken over by the sensation burning through my body as I seemed to grow ten, twenty, forty feet high. Easily as tall as the massive conifer outside my window. I realised that I was being shown, as a physical experience, what I must teach next. In order to step up to the mark and into the Light we have to 'Be' the Light, step into it, allow it to completely enfold us,  and as we absorb it into our essence we become at one with the Divine, the angels, the Oneness, the All that Is.....and within that fraction of a second within the Light of our being we will receive all the guidance, all the love, and the healing, all the wisdom, joy and peace there is available to us. From God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that moment of communion within the Light I heard no verbal message of wisdom, no music filled my ears, no healing vibration coursed through my hands, yet I absolutely recognised what I as being given.... and all I had to do was let go and trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all I need to do is pass this message on..... hm, now where do I start with that? Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots all my love, and angel blessings&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie, xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-4591024515086607306?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/4591024515086607306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=4591024515086607306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/4591024515086607306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/4591024515086607306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2012/01/struck-by-lightening.html' title='Struck by Lightening'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wkQnAetaaCs/TxwlsOgMksI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ang15TXOwps/s72-c/AngelInsight_Knowledge-Jophiel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-8137423610603963194</id><published>2011-12-31T15:42:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-31T16:37:15.852Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Well here we are on the brink of the most talked about year since we tipped into the new millennium. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During 2011 we have had dynamic discussions, scary suppositions, pie-in-the-sky predictions, an assortment of assumptions and dreary deductions. We've heard Mayan mathematical mumblings,  archangel channellings, and mystical imaginings. Yet, in reality (that's in my own illusion of reality you understand) no-one can accurately predict what is about to happen in 2012, except for the items currently in the news and that happens to be in the mundane, material and far from mystical world of the media, and of course the Olympics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I do know however, is that in my world, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;my illusional reality&lt;/span&gt;, everything has speeded up. I feel a sense of urgency, a slightly uneasy quickening. My life has moved into an even faster pace and I'm not sure whether I find it exciting or daunting - if I'm being truly honest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel there is truth in the suggestion that 2012 (particularly 21/12/2012) completes a grid- a mathematical grid - which enables  our entire planetary system and all it's sentient inhabitants to raise consciousness, and yet I see such polarity in our humanity that I struggle to maintain a sense of inner peace and joy. I'm not miserable, don't misunderstand me, I haven't lost my sense of humour and my heart is filled with compassion and the unquenchable desire to learn, serve and co-create a paradise (possibly lost, possibly not yet found) here on Earth. As I write this and the gorgeous pink and purple sunset appears through my office window on the very last eve of the year, I not only feel connected to what I call both worlds ( that of the Earthly Mother and the planet and also of the Divine and the angelic realms)...  I am inspired to look closer at the ways I can move forward and really step up to the mark. I am urged to make a difference, and that must start with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather than fill my head with New Year resolutions (which I may or may not be able to keep) e.g. trying to be tidier, more organised, keep to the diary, lose a little weight, join a fitness regime, eat less chocolate, drink less alcohol and coffee, and so on... I think I'm going to make a real attempt to work harder on &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; letting go of painful memories, of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt;forgiving those who wound me, and practice with more &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;complete awareness&lt;/span&gt;those aspects of spirituality I am teaching others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping others is a wonderful gift, especially when it is how one makes a living. How much more effective we would all be if we realized and fully understood in our humanness the implications of what we have 'signed up' for, at a soul level. In my case I often laugh with my closest associates that 'the teacher teaches what the teacher needs to learn'.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have 23 days until the new moon. Those who work with the moon energies understand that the waning moon is the best and most effective time to 'let go' of issues, doubts and bad habits. Those who work with angels know that Gabriel is the angel of the moon. Let's call in Gabriel, Archangel of communication, peace, joy, co-creation and new beginnings ... to help us with our shadows... to help us to let go over the next three weeks, so that the strength and resolve we need to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; make the difference we long to see in the world will begin to happen with each of us individually by the New Moon at the  23rd of January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the sun goes down on the end of another year, and as the moon wanes and takes with her the 'old'... what will you let go of?&lt;br /&gt;How will you step up to the mark for 2012? You and I might not be Olympians, but let's be champions anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you everything you wish for yourself in the coming New Year. May the vibration of 2012 enable wise and compassionate choices in your life,  may you feel, give and receive all the love your heart will hold, and may you be a leading light in whatever Divine plan is about to unfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all my love, &lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-8137423610603963194?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/8137423610603963194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=8137423610603963194' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/8137423610603963194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/8137423610603963194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-4223321939614955667</id><published>2011-12-07T16:49:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-12-07T17:26:53.743Z</updated><title type='text'>Up to Speed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yUpX7qbhul0/Tt-hv3Jn32I/AAAAAAAAAEI/5mn306oiHbA/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yUpX7qbhul0/Tt-hv3Jn32I/AAAAAAAAAEI/5mn306oiHbA/s400/11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683439098395090786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much happened last month that my feet hardly touched the ground! &lt;br /&gt;The most memorable has to be the Glastonbury 11-11-11 retreat, where 33 of us joined for an event which was A-maz-ing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having created a sacred space on land where there is an energy portal we ceremoniously let go and detached from unhelpful patterns to welcome and create space in our energy bodies for a higher vibration; we followed the Michael &amp; Mary ley lines to the intersection where everyone in the group spontaneously stood in a circle and chanted 'Aums' which echoed and reverberated all around Glastonbury Abbey ruins;  we held a beautiful candle lighting ceremony to the angels of Peace, Joy, Love, Service and Power; followed by a silent meal by candle light where we all wore white. If that wasn't enough we had a wonderful past life meditation ( in which I saw myself swimming with whales) and as a group transformed and lifted our conscious awareness to a higher level, assisted and guided by a whole team of angelic beings (photographed as orbs of different sizes all around the room).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the ceremonies we performed on the gardens at the Abbey House called in the Archangels Metatron, Sandolphon, Raphael, Michael, Gabriel &amp; Uriel and the elements of air, water, fire, earth and ether. We called for the elementals of the land and trees, and blessings of the Earthly Mother &amp; Heavenly Father as we connected bodily in a symbolic gesture stretching our arms outwards as we connected with the constellations and the stations or sefiroth of the Kabbala. Just as we finished our ceremony with Peter saying the Lord's prayer in Aramaic we had magically synchronised with the ringing of the church bells and sound of The Last Post playing in the Market Square. It was an incredibly moving experience... settled only by a mass of hugs! What a weekend to remember.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-4223321939614955667?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/4223321939614955667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=4223321939614955667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/4223321939614955667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/4223321939614955667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2011/12/up-to-speed.html' title='Up to Speed'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yUpX7qbhul0/Tt-hv3Jn32I/AAAAAAAAAEI/5mn306oiHbA/s72-c/11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-7665025791176412840</id><published>2011-11-10T05:57:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-10T06:43:47.279Z</updated><title type='text'>Do you hear the Call? 11-11-11</title><content type='html'>Warm Greetings to Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel the buzz, the excitement, the sense of urgency? People all over the world are feeling a stir in their heart. It's is amazing how a few numbers stirs such a reaction. Why are we more excited about this particular year than any other, even a remembrance day some may ask? The answer is that we are being called to move from our small selves into our true Divine self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number 11 in Pythagorean numerology denotes mastery of the primary number One, which represents the 'Will of God'. When there are three of anything, there is an emphasis which becomes deeply spiritual in nature. Whether it is people - as in prayer triangles (representing the Holy Trinity), numbers, letters, sounds, prayers or chants everything repeated three times creates a mystical quality, even magical. Imagine the power being created energetically by repeating the Master number 11 three times on one day! Even if you don't buy into the numerology itself the excitement being passed on from person to person is creating a wave of energy which builds the enthusiasm within us to open our hearts and minds to endless possibilities of change and transformation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are urgently being called. By the angelic realms, by the Masters, by Universal and Cosmic energies that many do not yet understand, to raise our vibration. Not only our personal vibration but that of the whole of humanity. We are being called to change, to step up to the mark, to make a difference, to become the true Beings of Love and Light we really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some beautiful channelled writings, in particularly from Patricia Cota-Robles (www.eraofpeace.org) which many of you will have already seen, (and if not do take a look at her web site) and I don't intend to add or duplicate these. In brief they describe the grid which runs across the Earth, rather like the meridians in acupuncture, and as many organizations and groups gather in prayer and meditation on this special day we have the opportunity to create centres of concentrated energy,  portals which will open, anchoring the Light all over our planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you are unable to join a group physically because of other work or family commitments I would like to invite everyone to stop for a while, if not at at 11 am then some point on the 11th, tomorrow, whatever you are doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do not have to take part in a group ceremony to make a difference. Breathe deeply, tune in to your inner calm self, and whether you feel the connection with the Universe, or God, or nature, the angels, the elements or not -  just breathe love into your heart. As you breathe love in and out through your heart perhaps you feel a sense of readiness to offer your self in service to humanity, to God, to the greater good. Hold that thought for a few minutes, however long you like maybe even eleven? &lt;br /&gt;None of us is too small or insignificant to make a difference. By doing so you will be part of something &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; great it cannot possibly be measured in human terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together let's create a loving desire to co-create a harmonious and peaceful world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My love and blessings in abundance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-7665025791176412840?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7665025791176412840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=7665025791176412840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/7665025791176412840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/7665025791176412840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2011/11/do-you-hear-call-11-11-11.html' title='Do you hear the Call? 11-11-11'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-3443086228367388098</id><published>2011-10-18T11:56:00.009Z</published><updated>2011-10-18T14:05:54.036Z</updated><title type='text'>Green lakes, connections and pine trees.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8ycEvDAJ8Mk/Tp2C_HZBUYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/lNmTGJ9tNH4/s1600/green%2Briver%2Bturkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8ycEvDAJ8Mk/Tp2C_HZBUYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/lNmTGJ9tNH4/s400/green%2Briver%2Bturkey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664827927129313666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, what a busy couple of months!  September was such an exciting month for me with the launch of my new book, whizzing up and down the motorways giving talks and book signings in Lytham and Manchester full of my usual enthusiasm to share. I met up with some lovely people, reconnected with friends and had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving out one's own energy can be exhausting, especially when we are travelling too. It is really important to stay centred and protected and I always use my driving time to listen to uplifting music and contemplate my spiritual direction as well as the road ahead. Of course it is tiring, and as I get older I find that it takes a few extra days to recover but I'm blessed by wonderful nurturing friends, and also by belonging to a group of Spiritual Educator Companions who are all well versed in supporting spiritual energy. So I enjoyed meeting up with them in London to discuss plans for more Holistic courses and spreading the Spiritual Companions project upwards and outwards through programmes in Personal &amp; Spiritual Development. I will be producing my own version in line with the Spiritual companion values. (http://www.spiritualcompanions.org)  Watch this space for new courses coming up in 2012!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the hi-lights of my personal professional development during September was a full day seminar given by the fascinating Dolores Cannon. One of the well respected matriarchs in esoteric authorship she spoke in great depth and length about her experiences with past-life regression, healing and the Essenes. This, as you may know, covers two of my passions and I was delighted to be given the opportunity to speak for a few moments about my involvement in the Essene Network International. It was a great day, and I enjoyed making new connections. In true Essene style I could not help but notice the synchronicity during the day as it evolved between my friends and I, how deeply our roots connect, and how far our branches spread!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after all the rushing about, ... Bliss! A two week escape to the Taurus mountains in Turkey. We stayed in the holiday home of dear friends in the tranquility of my favourite type of surroundings: pine clad mountains with a breath-taking view of mountains and valleys and a spectacular green lake. We were graced by the presence of an eagle, a kingfisher and the largest heron I have ever seen, as we slowly motored down the silent green river in the valley.  We watched the sunsets colour the sky all shades of rose in the evenings and even enjoyed the thrill and spectacle of one of the fiercest electrical storms I have ever witnessed... then back to normality as we enjoyed the fun of bartering in the markets, or simply lying by the pool during the day. I made a complete fool of myself thinking I could still ride a horse (a huge challenge for me and the poor horse, as I'd completely forgotten that the last time I went horse riding was in 1978!!) and I also forgot I don't like sitting in a canoe, (hm, must make a mental note not to squeal at the foot of a ravine - it echoes!)... but I loved sampling all the flavours of Turkish delight and sipping hot apple tea, and strolling by the river in the nearby town of Dalyan, and next time I will definitely try the mountain top hang-gliding.... I'd definitely rather fly than float. &lt;br /&gt;The whole experience was absolutely wonderful, in fact so much so that I have decided to run my next retreat from there. Maybe you'll join me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your October, &lt;br /&gt;I'm sending my love and angel blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-3443086228367388098?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/3443086228367388098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=3443086228367388098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/3443086228367388098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/3443086228367388098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2011/10/green-lakes-connections-and-pine-trees.html' title='Green lakes, connections and pine trees.'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8ycEvDAJ8Mk/Tp2C_HZBUYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/lNmTGJ9tNH4/s72-c/green%2Briver%2Bturkey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-7133662090123366472</id><published>2011-08-17T06:26:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-08-17T07:02:47.936Z</updated><title type='text'>Essene Ministry</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;During the wonderful week at the annual Summer Gathering of the Essene Network International (ENI) - which is always full of shared experiences of calm, peace, great healing, love and laughter, I was invited and invested as a new minister. It was one of the most life-affirming of experiences and one which I shall treasure close to my heart for the rest of my life. I thought I would share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the evening of the Silent Meal the group always dress in white, and the dining room is set with many tea-lights, fresh flowers and a gorgeous array of colourful fresh food ready for sharing of our mindful and silent meal of awareness and appreciation. Before and after beautiful ceremonial words are read by the celebrants, calling in the angels of the Heavenly Father and Earthly Mother, together with the elements of air, fire, water, ether and earth. It is a very beautiful ceremony and one enjoyed by all our participants especially new ones who may not have experienced a silent meal before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meal everyone moved to a circle of chairs and I was seated in the centre. The two remaining founding members of the ENI, who are both ordained Essene ministers of over twenty years, stood one in front, Anne MacEwen, and created part of the circle, and the other behind me with hands on my shoulders. Anne spoke beautifully about all her years as a minister within the network and it's original founding with Sir George Travelyan, based on the teachings of Jeshua (Jesus) and the way of the Essenes and explained to the group that since the passing of Brian Stevenson, a co-founder and well-loved Chairman, it was time to invite another minister. I was asked if I would be willing to accept this role and the group were asked if they would accept me. All of us said yes! And one of the lively even members shouted Mazaltov!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minister behind me, Jackie Stevenson, spoke of my role within the network and invited blessings from the angels to bless and assist me further, and then said a beautiful prayer. It was incredibly moving and I cannot begin to express the feelings I experienced, especially at the end of the ceremony when Peter recited the Aramaic version of the Lord's Prayer. There are several translations here is one for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABWOON &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D’BWASHMAYA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NETHQADASH SHMAKH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEYTEY MALKUTHAKH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEYWEY TZEVYANACH AYKANNA D’BWASHMAYA APH B’ARHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAWVLAN LACHMA D’SUNGANAN YEOMANA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WASHBOGLAN KHAUBAYN AYKANNA DAPH KHNAN SHBWOGAN L’KHAYYABAYN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELA TAHLAN L’NESYUNA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELA PATZAN MIN BISHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;METOL DILAKTIE MALKUTHA WAHAYLA WATESHBUKHTA L’AHLAM ALMIN&lt;br /&gt;AMEYN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the Breath of our Father/Mother God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the Divine shine everywhere in All that Is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us make a Shrine in our hearts &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And unite with our Mother the Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thy Will be done on Earth as it is in Heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give us the Bread of Understanding according to our needs this day and every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shine upon and disperse our shortcomings as we forgive and forget the shortcomings of others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let us embrace that which is false&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or behave inappropriately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From you is born all power and life, the song to beautify all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Thine is the essential goodness of all Creation, our Mother Earth, the Life Force, the rejoicing from age to age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen - True Power to these statements - may they be the source from which all my actions grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-7133662090123366472?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7133662090123366472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=7133662090123366472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/7133662090123366472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/7133662090123366472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2011/08/essene-ministry.html' title='Essene Ministry'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-9056445128384278118</id><published>2011-06-30T07:47:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-07-01T07:29:02.475Z</updated><title type='text'>Flaming June</title><content type='html'>Hello friends,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where June went really, it flashed by like whirlwind, a flicker of light, and probably because as usual it was packed with activity. But much of the activity this month has been, for me, thought provoking, inspiring and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started with a week in Wales for a few days of much needed rest time, but as usual even though I seemed to spend time sitting, we still packed it with 'things to do'.&lt;br /&gt;We visited castles all over north Wales but especially liked the one in Conwy with its high towers (in tact) and views all around of mountains and water ways, roads and bridges. We climbed and walked round city walls walking all the way round Chester, and spent a day at Portmeirion enjoying the weird and wonderful architecture. We visited with a friend in Anglesea and were shown amazing views across the sea. We even climbed mount Snowdon (even though my stamina levels dropped and I caught the train back down again).&lt;br /&gt;But my favourite in all of the days out was a coastal walk by the edge of the sea on a glorious day with a bright blue sky and a gentle breeze refreshing us as we strolled through a wooded path with the sand and sea to one side of us and fabulous old trees on the other. As we climbed our way up the incline and further into the woods the smell of the woodland was gorgeous, and energy from the trees was clearly tangible, we were walking on a very powerful Ley line. Tree after ancient tree was forked from the near its base creating massive double trunks wherever we looked. Fascinating evidence of the natural power in the land beneath our feet as we followed a pathway parallel to the river estuary. (My mother has followed Ley lines all over the world and so the signs are very familiar to me.)&lt;br /&gt;My personal interest is not so much in the energy under my feet but the beauty and power of the trees themselves. When my children were small we used to find the faces on each tree as we walked through the wooded park to their primary school and I would always stop and speak to my favourites on my way home again. That was before I knew of the healing attributes of trees, and that the popular Bach remedies contain the essence of many trees for self healing, or that the Essenes believed that the tree is truly our brother. I simply always loved trees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not hard to understand the relationship between us and our brother, the tree. Our arms like the great boughs reach outward and upwards to heaven, our bodies upright like the trunk, and our feet always remain firmly on the ground. Our 'roots' in every cell of our body contain all the minerals and nutrients of Mother Earth herself, and our blood supply and nervous system run through our body and limbs in exactly the same way as the sap flows within the tree. No wonder so many of the cultures of our world venerate the tree and have founded some of their religious and cultural beliefs on the wonder and magnificence of The Tree of Life with its branches majestically yearning towards God and roots penetrating down into the ground anchoring, taking nourishment from and embracing Mother Earth, their body, the trunk, a conduit of energy between earth and heaven. Just like us, except that we can spread our energy wherever we go, and are much much smaller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I now regularly practice the Essene communions with the Earthly Mother, the Heavenly Father and the angels I am always reminded of the words within the Monday communion to the Angel of Life..."Go then toward the high growing trees, And before one of them which is beautiful, high-growing and mighty, say these words: 'Hail to the! O good living tree, made by the Creator!' Then shall the River of Life flow between you and your brother, the tree..."&lt;br /&gt;At the retreat centre, St Katharine's of Parmoor, where our Essene Summer Gathering is held every alternate year, there is a huge Cedar of Lebanon tree standing in the grounds reputed to have been brought as a seed by the Knights Templar and has grown and remains growing there for centuries. These great Cedars are said to hold the energy of a portal between us and other realms and during our stay we tried dowsing for the enormous parameter of its aura..... ah, now there's a topic for another blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great 'tree-filled' Summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless,&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Chrissie&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-9056445128384278118?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/9056445128384278118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=9056445128384278118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/9056445128384278118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/9056445128384278118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2011/06/flaming-june.html' title='Flaming June'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-5095906973551092924</id><published>2011-05-23T16:10:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-05-23T19:48:20.832Z</updated><title type='text'>Marriage, commitments, and May</title><content type='html'>Greetings from my extraordinarily untidy and overwhelmingly disorganised office!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last month has been very very busy... but not necessarily with all the right kinds of business. Though if we believe that everything is in Divine order (except my desk) doesn't that mean that whatever was occupying my time, was the right thing to be doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granted, I had decided to take it easy for a little while to be kind to myself following the passing of my father in April... but once I decided to start working again everything and anything seemed to catch my attention... except the backlog of work piling up intimidatingly in every square inch of my office!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with the distractions of the royal wedding of Prince William and his lovely bride Catherine. Wasn't it glorious, beautiful, loving and romantic, and from the simple bouquet of myrtle, lily of the valley and sweet william, to the tree lined Westminster Abbey - from their choice of music, lyrics of the hymns to the dedicated self-penned prayers it was so very personal and spiritual in its symbolism. I loved it, didn't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding reminded me not just of my own wedding in April two years ago, but of the symbolic marriage of partnership in our spiritual life between ourselves and God,-  or perhaps between our physical self and higher self -, of our soul's purpose and commitment in service to God, and in return a promise of never ending unconditional, immeasurable love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very often during meditation and guided visualisation, when I take people to meet their guardian angels, participants will receive a ring or bracelet, a necklace or beautiful belt and ask me what that means. All of these symbols represent an acceptance of commitment and the symbolic marriage of the two parties. Not in a human sense of marriage between us and the angels, but  as a representation of total love and acceptance- at a soul level- of both sides - ourselves and our divine guides,... a commitment to serve one another in complete harmony and with integrity, devotion and mutual trust. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you but the wedding made me cry. Weddings always do. I'm not sure why it pierces my heart. But in this instance I was reminded of my own vows, not only in my physical human marriage, but also of my commitment many years ago to serve God, Christ and the angels, wherever I am and in what ever circumstances I may find myself. It's good to be reminded of that commitment, and create the right affirmations that I may re-focus on the road ahead, being mindful (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;re-minding&lt;/span&gt; myself) at every opportunity with humour and light-hearted attention detail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in all that dedication to serve and connecting to the beauty of nature around me, attending to the garden, the children and grandchildren,  writing newsletters and articles, planning talks and workshops, nurturing friendship and the extended family, supporting course students, answering emails, my husband, my study and research, walking the dog, keeping up with my website, meditation and prayer, distant healing, the organisations I now belong to, texting, blogging and tweeting, promoting my new book, may I find the time and commitment to sort out my desk!! ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you a wonderful month of love and peaceful dreams,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-5095906973551092924?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/5095906973551092924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=5095906973551092924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/5095906973551092924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/5095906973551092924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2011/05/marriage-commitments-and-may.html' title='Marriage, commitments, and May'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-2569593919802426211</id><published>2011-04-12T13:55:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-04-12T14:59:36.352Z</updated><title type='text'>Tribute to Fred Astell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bIzcdVMVi-k/TaRoDDVEbkI/AAAAAAAAAC4/SBIlqoYdgAI/s1600/P7241005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bIzcdVMVi-k/TaRoDDVEbkI/AAAAAAAAAC4/SBIlqoYdgAI/s400/P7241005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594711038743572034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FredAstell&lt;/span&gt;'s physical body died and his spirit passed over to the light on 29th March 2011.&lt;br /&gt;It was my birthday. He was there when I entered the world, and I was with him as he left it. There was half a century and more during which we hardly saw one another, but I adored him. The following was my tribute to him at his funeral in Keswick, Cumbria on 5th April. My sister Stella also read her personal tribute to her beloved father too. It was very moving, and very beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I was a child my dad seemed a big, magical man who laughed loudly, and whistled, and swung me high above his head. He filled my visits with adventures and created wonderful memories for me - then later he delighted in doing the same for my children, his grandson Daniel, and his granddaughter Claire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad spent over half a century following his sacred inner guidance and saved many a soul's despair with his immeasurable kindness, his gifts of healing and good humour -  and often at great personal cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's passion for life came from his intimate knowledge and experience of the power of God's love which came to him through his friend and saviour Jesus Christ, the Holy Spirit, and the mystical visions and guidance of the angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I became an adult, for thirty years dad has been my spiritual counsellor and mentor. He has enthusiastically encouraged me in finding my own soul purpose. Together we interpreted many of my own visions and explored the ways in which I too could spread the message of love. The one legacy he hoped to leave me was an understanding and personal experience of God's promise of eternal and unconditional love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is dad's favourite version of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Paul's first letter to the Corinthians, chapter 13&lt;/span&gt;, taken from The Living Bible:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I had the gift of being able to speak in other languages without learning them, and could speak in every language there is in all of heaven and earth,… but didn’t love others, I would only be making noise.&lt;br /&gt;If I had the gift of prophecy and knew all about what is going to happen in the future, knew anything about everything, but didn’t love others, what good would it do? Even if I had the gift of faith so that I could speak to a mountain and make it move, I would still be worth nothing at all without love. If I gave everything I had to the poor, and if I were burned alive for preaching the Gospel but didn’t have love for others, it would be of no value whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is very patient and kind, never jealous or envious, never boastful or proud, never haughty or selfish or rude. Love doesn’t demand its own way. It is not irritable or touchy. It does not hold grudges, and it will hardly even notice when others do it wrong.&lt;br /&gt;It is never glad about injustice, but rejoices whenever truth wins out. &lt;br /&gt;Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance. If you love someone you will be loyal to him no matter what the cost, always expect the best of him and always stand your ground defending him.&lt;br /&gt;All the special gifts from God will someday come to an end, but love… goes on forever. Someday prophecy, and speaking in unknown languages, and special knowledge – these gifts will disappear.&lt;br /&gt;Now we know so little, even with our special gifts, and the preaching of those most gifted is still so poor. But when we have been made perfect and complete, then the need for these inadequate special gifts will come to an end, and they will disappear.&lt;br /&gt;It’s like when I was a child I spoke and thought and reasoned as a child does. But when I became a man my thoughts grew far beyond those of my childhood, and now I have put away childish things. In the same way, we can see and understand only a little about God now, as if we were peering at his reflection in a poor mirror; but someday we are going to see him in his completeness, face to face. Now all that I know is hazy and blurred, but then I will see everything clearly, just as clearly as God sees into my heart right now.&lt;br /&gt;There are three things that remain forever – faith, hope and love… and the greatest of these is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my love to you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-2569593919802426211?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2569593919802426211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=2569593919802426211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/2569593919802426211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/2569593919802426211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2011/04/tribute-to-fred-astell.html' title='Tribute to Fred Astell'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bIzcdVMVi-k/TaRoDDVEbkI/AAAAAAAAAC4/SBIlqoYdgAI/s72-c/P7241005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-7303377643346991913</id><published>2011-03-07T15:39:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-03-07T16:01:27.212Z</updated><title type='text'>Angel Guidance, on a clear &amp; beautiful day.</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;I found this among some papers while I was searching for something else. I remember writing it clearly while practising automatic writing and found it very moving. I read it again to myself just now and found that it still inspires me. Clearly at the time it was a personal message to me.&lt;br /&gt;In the absence of anything better to say today I feel like inspired to share it with &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. Because, you never know, it might have been whispered to me..... for you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are a beautiful, loveable soul.&lt;br /&gt;You are responsible for your own choices but you needn't make them from a place of insecurity or uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are always guided with wisdom and love.&lt;br /&gt;Focus and tune into your soul. To the essence of who you really are not what you feel others expect you to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your inner being you have great wisdom. &lt;br /&gt;When you are still, when you trust your self, when you tune your soul to the greater One of which we are all a part... then the answers to whatever you quest will be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go deep within yourself. Trust the faces you see. Trust the sense of inner knowing that you have developed through the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over many lifetimes and many journeys you have travelled. Each lifetime has taught you much about yourself and your world.&lt;br /&gt;You do not need others to affirm your value. Your journeying has led you to this place. Now stop for a moment and take stock of the knowing, for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not alone. Even in your loneliness you are not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow your heart. Never be afraid that you may be misled by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear is not a necessary requirement for life. It is an experience that you have felt in many places and in many lifetimes but it has only brought you pain. &lt;br /&gt;Harness your strength, your courage. Trust yourself and be the person you know that you truly are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; loved. &lt;br /&gt;You are a precious child of the Universe. &lt;br /&gt;You chose to be here. &lt;br /&gt;You chose service.&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; succeed in playing your part."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my love, and many angel blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-7303377643346991913?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7303377643346991913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=7303377643346991913' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/7303377643346991913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/7303377643346991913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2011/03/angel-guidance-on-clear-beautiful-day.html' title='Angel Guidance, on a clear &amp; beautiful day.'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-5291136061474117021</id><published>2011-02-09T11:42:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-09T11:46:27.405Z</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's wishes</title><content type='html'>Hello friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s an exciting time of preparation and hard work for many of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write to you on a beautiful sunny morning with a blue cloudless sky gloriously smiling through my office window having just returned from walking my dog Daisy through the woods. The woodpeckers are busy tapping, snowdrops are appearing in cheery green and white bunches at the base of some of the trees. At the edge of the wood stands a pair of Hazel trees adorned with bright yellow catkins and as we walked towards them to admire their delicate beauty to my absolute delight and fascination I stood and watched hundreds of little brown bees creating bright yellow velvet ‘trousers’ of fresh wild pollen on their tiny back legs. The sound of harmonious music from their unified drone was magical. As I walked back to the gate of my cottage a pair of turtle-necked doves greeted me from the fence. Magical!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,… the flowers are pushing through, the birds are pairing up, the bees are busy again… it is that time of year when the first touches of the onset of Spring fills me with awe and wonder at the generosity our Earthly Mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also that time of year again when the shops are full of bright red love hearts, black and red Valentine’s cards, and the price of carnations and red roses doubles! A time of ‘Love in the air’, and a reason perhaps to add a little extra romance to our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The symbol of the heart can never, in my opinion, be over used. Have you noticed how many symbols of ‘love’ and sweethearts are being used as home and shop decorations at the moment, with or without a connection to Saint Valentine? &lt;br /&gt;Symbols carry the energy of whatever it is they represent, and in this case we are choosing, inadvertently, to fill our homes with love by following a recent popular fashion of interior design. How wonderful. The universe wins again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what if low self esteem, or painful past experiences prevents you from feeling the ‘love in the air’… perhaps there is a sense of deep regret, loss, or rejection you are unable to release? The answer is to join in. Choose to feel loved, and to be loving anyway. Think pink! Buy yourself some pink roses, pop a rose quartz heart in your pocket, and call upon the angels to help you release any negative energy and help you to build your self esteem and self love once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archangel Chamuel and the angels of love carry the essence of unconditional love. Take a few moments to call them close to you in your mind and thank them for always being there. Imagine a swirling pink mist approaching you, enfolding you and melting away any self-doubt and ‘anti-love’. Open your heart chakra as wide as you can. An open heart is essential on your journey of spiritual self discovery.&lt;br /&gt;Always remember that you are loved completely, for who you are, by God and the angels, and you are encouraged to share unconditional love with everyone you meet. You might not send everyone flowers and cards, or even tell them you love them… but your love will shine through a smile,a gentle touch, a kind word, and your patience.&lt;br /&gt;Love given unconditionally is the greatest gift of all, and the magic of love is that the more you share it around, the more it comes back to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me... I must dash off and buy a Valentine's card!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and blessings in abundance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-5291136061474117021?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/5291136061474117021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=5291136061474117021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/5291136061474117021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/5291136061474117021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-wishes.html' title='Valentine&apos;s wishes'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-8582360343759772831</id><published>2011-01-25T18:34:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-01-25T20:20:55.815Z</updated><title type='text'>Stopped in my tracks!</title><content type='html'>Hi there lovely people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness....It is l most the end of January already. &lt;br /&gt;Have you kept your resolutions... did you make any?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year I resolve to make changes of one type or another, but this year ( thanks to an extreme message from the angels) I am determined to. I have been shown that I really do need to listen to: &lt;br /&gt;a) the kind advice of all my friends and family... &lt;br /&gt;b) my own inner/higher knowing... and &lt;br /&gt;c) the meaningful message of the universe/angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I talking about?  Let me explain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a normal busy day. I planned to deliver my last minute paperwork and talk things through with the kind person who is going to complete my January 31st tax return for me at 10.am.... meet my colleague Richard at 1pm to finalise the arrangements at the gorgeous venue for our new Masterclass Workshop in Stansted.... see a lovely lady for a one-to-one near by at 2.30.... drive down to London, select a new jacket with a returns voucher in a particular shop.....  pop in to see my mother at 4pm, and then baby-sit for my son's children where I could meet my daughter for an hour too and later catch up on all my emails once the babies were asleep! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all of it fell into place as planned, and that was ok as these things happen. As I hurried down to London for the family commitments the oil light and STOP sign suddenly appeared on my control board. Knowing that to be an acute problem I drove straight to my mother's waited and checked the oil levels which, surprisingly, were fine. It gave me chance to have a nice cup of tea even if I had to forego a mini-shopping trip, and then I slammed down the bonnet, washed my hands and continued round to my son's    ... minus the red light and with no need of oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then....last night as I drove home late from baby-sitting my grandchildren, a weird accident happened. The bonnet of my little car flew open and smashed with a great 'bang' against the windscreen. Although the screen didn't smash I couldn't see a thing in front of me and had to pull over onto the hard shoulder and call the RAC to come out and help me as I couldn't force the bonnet back down myself.&lt;br /&gt;(Lesson 1.... we cannot do everything ourselves and it's essential to have a support system lined up for those occasions where help is needed, even though sometimes it is hard to ask).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loudness of the bang shocked me, and I panicked, slamming on my brakes, jolting my back. Although I wasn't hurt I observed that I got upset at the realisation that I might have caused an accident if anyone had been behind me. &lt;br /&gt; (Lesson 2... it is perfectly normal to get upset sometimes and even to panic when things beyond our control shock us. This is not a sign of failure or weakness.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I had called the rescue service out, the Highway Police arrived and  told me that these cars are renowned for having a faulty bonnet catch...., he also kindly pointed out that I had pulled in by the side of one of their CCTV cameras, so that I was perfectly safe as I was on screen at their central office.  I didn't feel at all vulnerable or unsafe but that was reassuring anyway.&lt;br /&gt;(Lesson 3... trust that in all situations angels are 'watching over us' and even if we ever doubt it everything is for a reason.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the helpful RAC driver arrived and fixed the bonnet down with plastic ties, he reliably informed me that if I drove slowly (no faster than 40mph) I would manage the fifty miles and make it home safely. &lt;br /&gt;(Lesson 4.... with self discipline it is possible to drive slowly and mindfully, and that it is better to be slower and safe than fast and stressed........even for speedy old rush around me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I contemplated the reason for this (other than the faulty bonnet catch) I was intrigued by the drama and loudness of the message. This really did stop me in my tracks, and I was unable to see the way. it was almost like a slap in the face.&lt;br /&gt;Where had I been and what was I doing trying to cram all this into one day? ....  even though I should have taken the day for resting as I was incredibly tired having spent several long days doing all my end of year accounts and paperwork at the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fascinatingly just as I was approaching home a third sign popped up ...... when my oil light and red STOP appeared again for the second time on the control board. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For months now, no probably years, those close to me have suggested I should slow down and take a little more time out, to  stop 'driving' myself so hard. Often I don't even notice how hard I am working or how many hours I have put in to a project because I love my work... well most of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, rather than through the words of friends  which are perhaps falling on deaf ears, I do believe that the angels had become a little exasperated and created a more obvious message for me to see and hear for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know God works in mysterious ways.... how can we serve others to the best of our ability, or shine our light to it's full potential if we become worn out and dimmed down by self imposed pressure....( however good the reasons may be). Ah, I am so good at making this point in my talks and workshops. Kindness and caring for others may become second nature, but taking enough care of oneself and 'Learning to love oneself' can be more difficult ....  perhaps here in my middle years it is now time to really stop, look and listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's my aim for 2011. To conserve my energies a little more and try to slow down the rushing about in serving others. To take time to listen to my higher guidance, and follow it (perhaps a teacher teaches what the teacher needs to hear), and to see where and how I can manage my time more effectively so that I really can drive a little slower! &lt;br /&gt;After all 11 is the number of mastery. Lets see if I can master this! Anyone out there like to join me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might be the end of January, but it is only the beginning of the rest of life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your year has started well for you, and I wish you everything you wish for yourself for 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love and angel blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Chrissie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-8582360343759772831?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/8582360343759772831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=8582360343759772831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/8582360343759772831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/8582360343759772831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2011/01/stopped-in-my-tracks.html' title='Stopped in my tracks!'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-5746885746644026847</id><published>2010-12-14T09:53:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-12-14T11:16:04.648Z</updated><title type='text'>Advent adventures!</title><content type='html'>Hi lovely friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're half way through December already, and I am far from organised for Christmas. Is that because of so much traveling during November and the beginning of December I wonder... so that the Christmas season has sneaked upon me unawares? Or maybe due to an overwhelming amount of work, my next book to complete, the Essene newsletter to revise in order to create a tribute to our friend and Chairman rather than Christmas issue... articles and letters to write for magazines ( Spring issues!!) and new contacts to follow up, plus orders from the internet to process, and colleagues to meet.... and then babysit, take grandchildren to the West End, spend time with husband, dog, family and friends and try hard to get some shopping done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Goodness, no wonder I'm aging rapidly!!! Please, don't get me wrong, I'm happy to work hard, and this is not a complaint. I just wonder sometimes at how I can lament the missing hours from my days, the missing days from my weeks and puzzle over how the years whizz by so steamingly fast, when it is through my own personal choice that I fill all my thoughts, and my time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let me stop for a while and do what's really important during Advent. Let me reflect upon the real reason for the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter is traditionally a time for retreat, reflection and rest after all. The whole of nature knows that. The sap from the trees retreats into the nurturing belly of Mother Earth to rest and replenish in order to rise renewed and refreshed in the spirt of re-growth. The plants either die back or stop, and many animals hibernate until Winter has past. They do that naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Advent is part of the Christian calendar which, although it can be argued celebrates a birthday which was certainly not in December and which also ousted a pagan festival at the same time of year, is to commemorate the arrival of one of the greatest spiritual teachers of all time. Believed by many Christians to be the personification of God, born as man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advent is about anticipation. The Church has many rituals and symbols for Advent such as four candles - one of which is lit on each of the Sundays before Christmas. Some countries will have a special wreath and as we know children for decades have enjoyed eagerly counting down to Christmas by opening the tiny windows of an Advent calendar. (I so looked forward to my own glittery Nativity scene which came out each year and took pride of place on the mantle piece. As the years went by I knew exactly which picture was secretly hiding behind the windows and often peeped inside the double door to see the baby Jesus for the 25th).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this time of great abundance, and over indulgence...  anticipation - yes, waiting - has so often been replaced by a modern requirement of instant gratification... and a sense of greed seems to have replaced need.... But wouldn't it be fabulous to build into our daily busyness (without having to be reminded) a silent time each day for personal reflection. A few moments of precious time to reflect with gratitude for what we have already, rather than what we 'want'. A time to reflect on the important moments in life, such as happy memories and the people who mean something to us ... friends no longer present, yet whose presence is felt in that stillness. A time to reflect on what real love means rather than the price of presents, and the importance of giving generously of ourselves without looking for return or counting cost. How often do we reflect upon deep meaningful soul searching things, in the hurry and scuttle of the days in December?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here we are, in the midst of Advent, mid Winter. Christmas time again, already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of us have had lots of hard weather conditions already and more snow predicted over the next few weeks. Yet in all the hardship the weather may cause, there is so much beauty; and an enormous amount of light. In every snow flake....we can see the beauty and light, glistening from the frost as the sun catches it... beauty and light, from the flickering flames of a log fire... beauty and light... and from the clear star laden skies...Everywhere beauty and light when we stop rushing and notice. &lt;br /&gt;Here's a suggestion for this anticipatory run up to Christmas. Let's remember why it is Advent, everyday let's reflect even for a few moments on the true reason for the season. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever your religious or spiritual beliefs, the teacher who was born to be the Christ and whose declaration 'I am the Light' changed the world, and gave a new meaning to the December festival we now celebrate, because of His faith and His message of love . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us add our own light through our thoughts during Advent, to all that we see, every glisten of frost, every icicle, every symbol of Christmastime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My wish for you is that you will enjoy shining our own beauty and light into the shadows of the Wintery nights, and with an open heart in the true meaning of generosity your Christmas will be filled with giving and receiving friendship and love in abundance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-5746885746644026847?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/5746885746644026847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=5746885746644026847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/5746885746644026847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/5746885746644026847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2010/12/advent-adventures.html' title='Advent adventures!'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-7333377176408954629</id><published>2010-11-23T15:36:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-23T16:34:38.916Z</updated><title type='text'>Peace, Peace, Angel of Peace, be always everywhere.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/TOvtCcbkW3I/AAAAAAAAACk/nvWg_ewvaH0/s1600/AngelInsight_Peace_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/TOvtCcbkW3I/AAAAAAAAACk/nvWg_ewvaH0/s400/AngelInsight_Peace_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542784392656870258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived into Belfast on the 5th November, and not a firework or bonfire in sight! Apparently it's very English, and only on this side of the water, to build bonfires, buy fireworks and celebrate Guy Fawkes ( doh, of course it is!!)... but then to continue with endless evenings of flashes and bangs late into the night! Ofcourse here in the UK we also have excuse of the celebration of the Indian Hindu festival of Divali, and it may also tie into the Sikh festival too, of Guru Nanak's birthday... and so fireworks may or may not be flashing right through the month of November, depending where you live on our multi-faith and multi-cultural island. So this year I missed it, and far more peaceful it was too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead I enjoyed ten glorious days of travelling throughout north and south Ireland, and fulfilling the part of my life that gives me so much satisfaction.... meeting and greeting, sharing and talking, healing and teaching with lots and lots of wonderful people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ireland has a spirituality all of its own. A mystical magical way of being, that welcomes you onto its land and embraces you in its glorious natural colours, whispers through the Hawthorn trees, and stares out at you from historical ruins. It's in the tilt of  musicality in the accent, the humour, the hospitality. And, steeped in the Celtic traditions of its true religion is the depth and nurturing richness of the very peat itself. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every 'tour' of workshops seems to come a theme. Not intentionally, but nevertheless a strong train of thought that takes over and becomes the main message... whatever I might have decided beforehand, on a merely mortal level. This time the theme was &lt;em&gt;peace&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I taught in Ireland this time I found myself taking about inner peace and the need to centre oneself into ones own truth. To become confident and comfortable with the knowledge that no matter what... if we stand in our truth, with no desire to convince the other that your own truth is better than their's; if we can release the desire to rob anyone else of their own feelings, or their truth we release the ego from its power struggle, and its soul destroying stronghold. &lt;br /&gt;To be able to give someone else the permission to be in their truth, and to hold on to yours without making either of you 'wrong' is a great gift. To step back from the argument, and decide that you are 'ok' knowing that both of you are actually 'right' and no-one needs to be 'wrong' and then to agree to differ with a smile... is empowering to both sides, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With us right now is a beautiful full moon. This is a perfect opportunity to let go of anything we feel is holding us back in any way. Archangel Gabriel, the guardian of the moon is the energy to call upon to organise your thoughts. Ask for help in recognising and releasing anything negative, or a habit or addiction, or excess weight, and visualise it becoming less a little more each day as the moon wanes...  This leaves you with a renewed freedom and strength, ready to build up a fabulous positive new energy with the new moon in a couple of weeks. &lt;br /&gt;I'm going to ask Gabriel to help me to release aspects of my own nature that prevent me from experienceing true inner peace, a little bit at a time with the waning moon. Then on the first day of the new moon I can start to build on the positive energy of inner calm .... just in time for the run up to Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot find world peace until we have found inner peace..... and each time I find myself developing a new theme for my talks I remind myself that, certainly in my own case, "the teacher usually teaches what the teacher needs to learn" !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-7333377176408954629?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7333377176408954629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=7333377176408954629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/7333377176408954629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/7333377176408954629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2010/11/peace-peace-angel-of-peace-be-always.html' title='Peace, Peace, Angel of Peace, be always everywhere.'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/TOvtCcbkW3I/AAAAAAAAACk/nvWg_ewvaH0/s72-c/AngelInsight_Peace_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-7988464377380355443</id><published>2010-10-18T17:07:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-10-18T18:12:55.896Z</updated><title type='text'>Not about Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/TLyLaYiCpCI/AAAAAAAAACc/cbnvMcF4C8E/s1600/clouds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/TLyLaYiCpCI/AAAAAAAAACc/cbnvMcF4C8E/s400/clouds.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529447727882216482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello there lovely people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd tell you about my amazing journey from Essex to Edinburgh, the glorious views of hills and mountains, and hours of meaningful reflective 'me-time' as I sped the 900 miles round trip via the Lake District on the way, and Yorkshire on my return ... then I changed my mind because you've read about that before, last time I drove to Scotland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I pondered on whether to fill you in on the actual content and meaning of the 10-10-10 workshop, ... emphasising the importance of the balance between masculine and feminine energies in us as evolving human beings, and for the rise in consciousness of the planet. But I realised that most of it was said in my last newsletter inviting you to tune in with me on the day... so I changed my mind again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I so wanted to share with you the changing colours from south to north, the contrast of Cambridgeshire with the rolling Pennine Hills, dark moody pine forests with bracken on the moors, glistening sunshine in Borrowdale and the mists of the mountain tops in the distant Highlands, the east coast beaches and the haunting image of Holy Island (Lindisfarne)in the distance,(blessed as I was by good weather)... and the humour and bonding at the workshop, the making of new friends, and the strengthening of connections with the angelic realms ... but most of all of the incredible sense of love for this wonderful world we live in, right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you know me a little bit by now, and that one of my real passions in life is the natural beauty all around us. If I can see it and enjoy it, as a human being, then I can only begin to imagine how it might feel to adore it as the heavenly creation, as the celestial beings surely must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am going to invite you ... just for a moment ... to close your eyes and imagine what it must feel like to be an angel. To view everything, everyone, through the eyes of an angel. &lt;br /&gt;To stretch your wings and soar high above the trees, and through the clouds, and see the glory of creation everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;To move between the veils of each dimension. To be anywhere or everywhere in the blink of an eye. &lt;br /&gt;To know what wisdom, peace and joy truly are.&lt;br /&gt;To give and share gifts of healing, music, and beauty with the slightest touch. &lt;br /&gt;To see the true soul shining through each and everyone of God's children... through their imperfections, their skin, their troubled minds... and to love them dearly, with no conditions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't worry if you fall on your face whilst learning to fly ...practice makes perfect.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a time of consciousness raising. This is also a time of consciousness crushing. A time when spirituality is acknowledged as an essential part of life, and yet also a time when a life of spirituality is ignored or ridiculed. Good guys are not always the most popular, lets face it they crucified Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;So what do you do when you have found your way at last onto a path of spiritual truth and you want to follow it? You honour yourself and practice. Practice by example, using humour, using serenity, humility, kindness and sincerity. You will be helped in your challenge, with your choices, and with directions. The angels will be working through synchronicity to send into your life all the circumstances and people you need to support you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can do this, you can fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is definitely one type of flying that has nothing to do with broomsticks. So I'm off to stretch my wings.... told you I wasn't going to talk about Hallow e'en!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love and blessings in abundance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie xxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-7988464377380355443?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7988464377380355443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=7988464377380355443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/7988464377380355443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/7988464377380355443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2010/10/not-about-halloween.html' title='Not about Halloween'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/TLyLaYiCpCI/AAAAAAAAACc/cbnvMcF4C8E/s72-c/clouds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-6787606784728919868</id><published>2010-09-21T09:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-09-21T09:27:31.769Z</updated><title type='text'>Join The Family</title><content type='html'>Hello there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year on year my life seems to pass more quickly... well of course it does, I suppose, because each year is representing a percentage of your actual age... so if you are fifty, then each year passing represents a mere fiftieth of your life ... whereas when you were five each year was a whole fifth!! So if you are even older than that.... my goodness, ... imagine how fast the years go by when you are fast approaching ninety?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I'm dwelling on the passing of time is not due to fast approaching senility, it is because it was my second grandson's christening ceremony yesterday. My son decided to invite some of the older generation (i.e. friends of mine, and his dad's), who have always been around as he was growing up. Oh how much I enjoyed conversations with my old friends... that's friends from a long time, not friends who are old (phew, glad we cleared that one up.... you never know who might be reading!!) Not least because I was able to introduce my husband so that he could put faces to names again, but also because it is during 'catch-up' sessions with friends from the past that one gets a real sense of belonging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belonging..... to a particular group of like-minded people, to an era full of memories of children growing up and playing together, to a particular generation, to one's own family, and the greater family of humanity itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember very clearly being told as a child that I was part of God's family. That we are all God's children, and that as our Father, He loves us all. Yesterday as my son, his wife and the godparents were invited, and agreed, to introduce our precious and beautiful new member of our family, Nicolas Benjamin, into the family of the Catholic Church I became very aware of the profound human need to belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not Catholic myself, and neither are my children. But my daughter in law is, and it was for her sake that my son agreed that Nicolas would be baptised into her faith. Because she needed her children to belong to her family faith. I understand that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time I start a new series of classes or a new spiritual development group, something happens. Subtly, after a short term together we have formed a bond of acceptance and friendship, a unity, a closeness which is hard to express in words, a kind of family. It has happened for a few years now, group after group have remained friends after the classes finish. Some people are like that, aren't they? &lt;br /&gt;My husband says I am like a pied piper character bringing people together who then become friends. Hopefully I lead them a little way along a path of self-discovery... until they find a journey which suits them, and then I go off whistling another magical tune for the next merry band of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amusingly I wonder if my own sense of needing to belong is what attracts me to forming groups... Having been brought up an only child, of an only child, we don't have a big family (to say the least)and yet I now know so many people, for whom I have a genuine lasting affection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One theory is that we are always born into and alongside our soul group. Therefore as we move along through life the stronger our own sense of self-awareness, and the higher our personal vibration the more attractive we become to the other members of our soul group. We find them, and they find us as we are brought together on the same path to interact, mutually support, befriend and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do we know we are with our soul group? Because we have a sense of having known them all our life. There are aspects of their purpose which resonate with us deeply. There is an understanding, an empathy which enables and empowers us. We feel as if we belong in relationship with one another... for whatever reasons, it just feels right!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just recently a lovely email came round the circuits again, telling us that we are in relationships for a reason, and a season. Sometimes our relationships are to teach us something and they are over as soon as we have learned whatever it was (or not! In which case the lesson will be repeated, until we finally 'get it') and sometimes the relationship lasts a life time. The second kind is usually because you have chosen to be with this person/soul/lesson for the duration of your (this time)family life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, yes that's where I believe I came in to this little ramble, ... yesterday we were invited to make Nicolas a member of the family of the Church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today I want to welcome you to 'this' family ... a family of those of us who have been touched by the angels in some small (or huge) way. all of us who have opened their hearts, rolled up their sleeves, re-membered who they are, pledged to make a difference, finding their soul group ... realising they, and we all belong to the same family after all. &lt;br /&gt;We are all one. Children, adults, male,female, old and young, whatever colour, creed, faith or culture. We are all one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the greatest spiritual teachers, ever, once told his followers that in order to arrive in the Kingdom of Heaven we should become like children. To become like children. &lt;br /&gt;What fun! How marvellous! It's like imagining playing a huge game of 'Angel tag'. Oh let's join in and play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I touch your heart, in some small way, so you touch someone else's ... and the game grows! With joy, and laughter, and light, and love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets bring the joy and laughter and love into our family life that we would all love to see in our immediate families, and those around us. We know we can do it for one another, after all ... we're family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings in abundance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-6787606784728919868?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/6787606784728919868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=6787606784728919868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/6787606784728919868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/6787606784728919868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2010/09/join-family.html' title='Join The Family'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-4647637696696739926</id><published>2010-09-06T14:57:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-09-06T16:02:48.488Z</updated><title type='text'>Oh my poor back!</title><content type='html'>Hello friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I searched my mind for a suitable title for this blog but the pain in my lower back restricted my imagination and so there you have it..... the back gets the title!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say it was the most ridiculous thing to do.... How can you sit on a piece of gym equipment leaning slightly backwards, with both feet at waist height and then leaning over to the side to a  two year old child, reach across and lift her onto your lap.... without doing yourself an injury? &lt;br /&gt;Wait, I'll qualify that question, how can you do that without injury unless you are in peak condition and under fifty? (Unless you are either forgetful of years... or deluded!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The consequence has been a badly torn set of large muscles in my back from ribcage to pelvis.... Which has caused me a great deal of discomfort( on many levels) and food for thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My local (and extremely trustworthy) holistic osteopath, Angus, struck a chord when he asked me what I believed the injury to be about. At first I suggested my usual response to back pain, which is a feeling or a belief of 'lack of support'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The longer and more deeply we talked, the brighter the light bulb began to shine into the dark recesses of my very soul. Aha, this is not actually about support,in fact I am very well supported on physical and spiritual levels ... but this is far more about the issue of &lt;em&gt;trust&lt;/em&gt;. (And, I'm not talking about trusting angels, or God, this time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we reach mid to late adulthood it is pointless to carry on blaming the past (over and over again) for our behaviour patterns and our insecurities. I'm sure that very few of us have had what we 'think' is a perfect childhood, (even though it was - at some level - perfect for us, or can fondly look back to our parents knowing that none of their own issues leached through their parenting skills into us. But although it may have valid reasons how long can we go on using that as an excuse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time when we have to fully accept personal responsibility of every thought, word, action and outcome for our own life. Yes, of course the things our parents, partners, friends, siblings, workmates, teachers etc etc did and said have left deep rooted imprints in our memories. This will have translated into behaviour patterns and belief systems which form who we are... and if we keep going even further back to previous lifetimes we will be adding all of that 'stuff' into the personality mix as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, there comes a time... Doesn't there?... When we have to take a long cool look at who we have become and, without any blame or guilt, accept who we are. Then, in truth, love every bit of us, warts and all, including the things we would like to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, here comes the bit about 'trust'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a lifetime of 'learning' that it may be difficult (for whatever reason)to fully trust other people... how about recognising that the reason for this may be a lack of trust in ones-self?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now before you cut me off in a flurry of indignation reaffirming that you are completely trustworthy, impeccably honest, and never in a million years would you knowingly let anyone down (without good enough reason)... I'm talking about trusting yourself with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yourself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times (honestly) do you make a promise to yourself, and then break it?  But I'll bet that breaking a promise is an anathema to you!&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever agree with yourself to give something up, but don't?&lt;br /&gt;How many times do you make a decision to take better care of yourself,(i.e. more sleep, better food, less alcohol etc) and then don't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the above batters the self-esteem. Did you know that?&lt;br /&gt;How can we feel so unimportant that we are unable to keep promises to our self? I don't know the answer to that. Sadly, I admit that I seem to do it all the time. But thanks to a back injury all that is changing as of now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a revelation, after all these years to suddenly realize that it is time to learn to trust myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly I shall continue to try and be as reliable and dependable to family and friends as I have always been. I have been born with a soul mission to serve, and nothing will change that. &lt;br /&gt;But, now I am beginning to understand that I must also serve my body, train my own mind, and nurture my own soul. Others may help... and they do, for which I am truly grateful. But my sense of fierce independence and 'need to please' has become back shaped (no pun on pears now please!) and it is time to listen to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you trust yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Be good to yourself too. Next time you tell yourself you are going to do something, do it! Don't make a promise to yourself that you may not be able to keep.... you wouldn't do that to a child would you? And the child within gets just as disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm off to sunny Crete tomorrow, so I promise myself I am definitely going to rest my back in the afternoons... oh and allow the inner child to experience kept promises!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-4647637696696739926?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/4647637696696739926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=4647637696696739926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/4647637696696739926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/4647637696696739926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-my-poor-back.html' title='Oh my poor back!'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-5825651071530225128</id><published>2010-08-11T19:04:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-08-11T19:51:44.176Z</updated><title type='text'>Oh my Goodness it's August already!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/TGL-oTzcz4I/AAAAAAAAACI/lmtPlFYyEtU/s1600/Image0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/TGL-oTzcz4I/AAAAAAAAACI/lmtPlFYyEtU/s400/Image0051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504241663064461186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/TGL9epyODmI/AAAAAAAAACA/IGkx-zTO0nY/s1600/Image0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/TGL9epyODmI/AAAAAAAAACA/IGkx-zTO0nY/s400/Image0077.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504240397654560354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along the way I seem to have missed a month! Where did July go? Isn't it shocking to think that a whole month can be so busy that when you try to remember where it went or what happened it literally takes immense concentration to recall! Oh dear, am I becoming a senior already? Having too many hi-lights? Or maybe I've lived in Essex too long ? (Only joking... it's actually all three)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember coming home from the Essene retreat feeling wonderful . We enjoyed so much 'peace' and friendship that it was, as always, difficult to drag myself away. As one of the organisers I take on some of the responsibility of running the programme and therefore it isn't all rest and relaxation for me. But, the love and acceptance and absolute pleasure of being there among my Essene family certainly makes up for any lack of sleep! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness I have the bliss of the Crete retreat next month to look forward to now. But that's about the past and then the future. The gift, as they say, is in the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being &lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt; the moment is experiencing and being &lt;em&gt;with&lt;/em&gt; the moment. Taking pleasure in fully living. Not missing any of the joy as we rush through life. I do take stock and reflect how each moment gifts me with pleasures of ever changing varieties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pleasures of Summer have changed for me recently. In the city I enjoyed flowers in my garden and parks. Now I enjoy flowers in my garden and country walks, but now I have grandchildren to share the names of the flowers with, and to creep along to the woods while we pick up fallen feathers from the angels, find faces on the trees and search for bears, as well as pull sticks with the dog... I do enjoy the moments, and I regularly count my blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I push ahead with my new book draft, in time to meet my deadline, which looms closer and closer... and makes me steadily busier and busier I confess it's increasingly more difficult to fit in the things that give me the most pleasure in life; like communing each day with the nature spirits, feeling the crunching of spiky cut wheat under my feet as I daringly take a shortcut cross the newly harvested fields, my morning meditation, my visits to elderly parents and tiny grandchildren, dead-heading the geraniums and picking the tomatoes. In fact the simple things that re-connect us with God and the angels ... but I do make time. And I'm glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have often been accused of dashing through life, always being too busy. But I'm an Aries.... come on?! I'm not slowing down, just finally, at long last prioritising! Oh, ok, and perhaps feeling a little more tired ~ on occasion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, because this is a shortened blog this month, I thought I'd share a little quip with you, to make you think and hopefully to make you smile:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As we rush about in the business of life and others get in our way.... when we feel like criticizing our brothers and sisters, or indeed we think they are from a different planet, perhaps ...... we could remember that actually we are all from the same mould. It's just that some of us are a little bit mouldier than others !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your Summer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, and blessings in abundance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-5825651071530225128?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/5825651071530225128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=5825651071530225128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/5825651071530225128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/5825651071530225128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh-my-goodness-its-august-already.html' title='Oh my Goodness it&apos;s August already!'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/TGL-oTzcz4I/AAAAAAAAACI/lmtPlFYyEtU/s72-c/Image0051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-7630561748237894337</id><published>2010-06-20T06:45:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-06-20T08:01:09.583Z</updated><title type='text'>Solstice Prayers</title><content type='html'>Hello lovely people!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This is a reminder that on Monday, 21st June, Summer Solstice, and of course it is the longest day.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Not only is it a time of heightened spiritual energy, but many groups, all over the world, including the Native American Indians, hold the day as a special time for praying for peace..... not only for their own nation but for the planet, and the people of the world.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I shall be at the Essene gathering where we shall be holding special Solstice prayers in the evening of the 21st, and honouring the four directions, the Heavenly Father and Earthly Mother, and praying for peace on Earth. Especially for a speedy solution to the enormous polution of the ocean.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We will be chanting the Aramaic  of the &lt;strong&gt;Lords Prayer &lt;/strong&gt;(translation of the original version of the Peshitta by Neil Douglas Klotz):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abwoon d'bashmaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(O birther! Father-Mother of the Cosmos. You create all that moves in Light.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Netqaddash Shmakh&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Focus your Light within us - make it useful as the rays of a beacon show the way.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teete Malkutakh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Create your reign of unity now through our fiery hearts and willing hands.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nehvwey Tzevannach aykanna d'bashmaya aph b'arha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Your one desire then acts with ours, as in the Light, so in all forms.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havlan Iahma d'sunqanan yaomana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Grant what we need each day, bread and insight.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washbwoqlan haubvayn wahtahyn aykana daph hnan shbviqan l'hayyabayn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Loose the chords of mistakes binding us, as we release the strands we hold of each other's guilt.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wela tehlan le'ynesuna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Don't let surface thnigs delude us)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metul dilakhie malkuta wahayla wateshbuhta l'ahlamalmin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(From you is born all ruling will, the power and the life to do, the song that beautifies all, from age to age it renews.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameyn. &lt;em&gt;(Truly power to these statements. May they be the source from which all our actions grow.Sealed in trust and faith. Amen)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then four lines of an old American Indian prayer at the start of more prayers. It is very simple, if you would like to join us by saying this first and then making your own petition to God and the angels for world peace........ that would be wonderful! :&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ancient Mother I feel you calling&lt;br /&gt;Ancient Mother I hear your sound&lt;br /&gt;Ancient Mother I see your laughter&lt;br /&gt;Ancient Mother I taste your tears&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you might also like to stop whatever you are doing at noon, and join me with the Essene gathering in the noon contemplation of:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; " Peace, peace, peace. Angel of Peace, be always everywhere"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Whatever you choose to do, even if only lighting a candle, with our group intention and solidarity of focus and energy I know that we can all help to bring more even light and love into the world around us.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thank you, each of you, for being part of my world.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Love and blessings in abundance,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Chrissie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-7630561748237894337?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7630561748237894337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=7630561748237894337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/7630561748237894337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/7630561748237894337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2010/06/solstice-prayers.html' title='Solstice Prayers'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-5298125585953780531</id><published>2010-06-04T08:06:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-06-04T09:24:31.474Z</updated><title type='text'>June is busting out all over</title><content type='html'>Where &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; the last couple of months gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I suppose if I was totally organised, had all my work fully notarized properly and kept my paperwork up to date I would be able to look through at a mere flip and explain to myself how more than 10 weeks can seemingly whizz by. But I'm not, and I don't and so I have to search my poor brain to remember the details. An accountant's worst nightmare ... Let's see now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last several Weeks I have literally been from one end of the country to the other. I drove to Edinburgh for a super Body &amp;amp; Soul event and then on to Glasgow in Scotland to catch up with friends (you can't possibly drive all that way and not call in can you?) , via the west coast of Lancashire to take in the Morecambe Bay view and on to the Lake District visiting my father and fitting in a little business en route. Yes that was quite a busy weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness for the peace and tranquility of the Irish Essene retreat in Maynooth which I so enjoy (even though I am also facilitating, and teaching at the same time). At the end of the retreat, on the Monday, we drove from County Kildare to County Carlow in southern Ireland where I did an evening talk and delighted in the chance to meet wonderful new people, especially two younger members of the group who can see angels everywhere (absolute magic). The people of Ireland always inject a renewed sense of joy and enchantment. I love their enthusiasm, their folklore, and their faery rings. (My house is named Hawthorns, and there were none when we moved in. Having now learned that these are the faery trees I'm intrigued that we were intuitively guided to plant them all around our garden perimeter.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reflections and memories of that trip were enhanced by travelling by ferry and train (thanks to the volcanic ash cloud) which provided the opportunity of simply sitting for a while, enjoying the views, especially the amazing scenery of North Wales. (Oh yes, and then I discovered with delight that Virgin trains have plug sockets and wifi.... so I was able to get on with some emailing and written work too!... I might have been tempted to stare out of the window all the way back to London).&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in the middle of all the planning and working my husband dragged me away ~ kicking and screaming of course ~ to take our annual week on the canals. This time we explored the Grand Union canal in the Midlands for a week, cruising along at about 3 miles an hour by narrow boat.&lt;br /&gt;Aha, I hear you mutter, a rest from all the work and travelling?&lt;br /&gt;No... just a compromise with Brian who believed that the serenity of the canals was just what I needed for a few hours a day to catch up on my writing, and as I settled to write a few chapters on my new book of angel stories we discovered we had unwittingly taken a leg of the canal with seventeen locks.&lt;br /&gt;Now, those of you who've experienced canals will understand. One of you must remain on board as captain of the ship ( naturally the one wearing the cap) and the other has to leap off and open the locks. I forgot my cap. Lock opening seems to be very good exercise, and what a surprise.. .. seemingly only enjoyed by all the female members of the canal boating fraternity! I have since suggested that Brian now grows a beard. If he's going to play at Captain Birdseye he might as well look the part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was a Bank Holiday, so I did agree to take time out to visit Cornwall and see Brian's eldest daughter at university in Falmouth. Taking in a trip to Penzance and Land's End, we also toured the Mount of St Michael. The church is called St Michael and all the angels. The energy within the church, right there on top of the rock where the Michael-Mary ley line starts its journey through Britain... is phenomenal. Beautiful. Tangible. Moving.&lt;br /&gt;Of course Cornwall to north Essex is rather a long drive, but it was certainly worth it and we were blessed with glorious sunshine for a journey home through the west country. What a beautiful island this is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been an amazing couple of months. Truly. The angels are always with me. If ever I doubt that I shall remember the visions of angels described by the beautiful young girl in Ireland who sat and watched the angel enfold me as I was speaking and leading the guided visualisations.&lt;br /&gt;If ever I withdraw into outdated insecurities I remind myself that I am always met and supported by hospitable and welcoming friends all the way. Challenges widen my experience and understanding and even bigger snags (such as arriving in Dublin at a different port without the roaming facility on my mobile phone, so completely unable to contact friends waiting at the other port) are peppered into my life to teach me patience, organisation and communication skills .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continually remind myself how blessed I am to have found my purpose in service and to be enjoying my life.... I think perhaps all I just need a little tweaking here and there, particularly on the time management skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful June. As the robin sits at the top of the pine tree in my garden (just outside my office door) he sings with all his might. It's going to be a great Summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love in abundance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chrissie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-5298125585953780531?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/5298125585953780531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=5298125585953780531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/5298125585953780531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/5298125585953780531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2010/06/june-is-busting-out-all-over.html' title='June is busting out all over'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-8995919849772882500</id><published>2010-03-20T14:18:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-20T15:13:04.666Z</updated><title type='text'>Spring Clean!</title><content type='html'>Here we are in March already.&lt;br /&gt;Spring has sprung!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time of birth and a time for new growth. The vernal equinox.... and an open invitation from the Universe for transparency, openness, and movement. It's a time to clear out the cobwebs, shake off the dust of the Winter months, clear away what is no longer required, and start a fresh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we do the same in our personal and spiritual life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so easy to get warm and comfy with what we know isn't it? To stay put. So many things have become habitual... the way we do things, (the way we like to do things our way!), our routine, our rituals. How many people do you know who proudly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;announce&lt;/span&gt; "this is how I am.... people take me as they find me..... I'm not likely to change now" ... not necessarily in these words, but in their actions and their attitudes. Can be frustrating can't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet in nature everything changes, constantly. Everything under the sun exchanges energy, flows, moves, grows, expands, contracts, changes. Situations change, circumstances, families, surroundings, seasons, weather..... everything changes. Our body changes. So why do some people think that they don't need to make personality changes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I have been reading and listening to two very different author/teachers. The first, John &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kehoe&lt;/span&gt;, talks about a system he has developed over thirty years. His is motivational, inspirational and meaningful..... and his teaching definitely works if one is prepared to work very hard and change some deep rooted habits.&lt;br /&gt; It is a system called Mind Powers, and it distinguishes between the will and the mind. In my usual cramming  fashion I decided to bend the rules a little ( could that be an old habit of mine?) and listen to his course all at once to use my travelling time on a recent visit to the north of England. At the end of his series of 8 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;CDs&lt;/span&gt; (which took me from one end of the country to the other and back) I came to the glorious conclusion that his teachings &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; most certainly 'spiritual' even though he chooses his words carefully from a secular vocabulary. I delighted in his exercises and resolved to put his teachings into practice, properly.... &lt;em&gt;as soon as I have the time&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book I have been reviewing called 'Beyond Limitations, the power of conscious co-creation' by Stuart Wilson &amp;amp; Joanna &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Prentis&lt;/span&gt; gives an instructive account of what they call &lt;em&gt;personal reality creation&lt;/em&gt; channelled from an angelic being called &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Alariel&lt;/span&gt;. It is beautiful, immensely powerful............ and gives the same advice. Change the way you think, and then put it into practice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now of course we've all heard the adage 'when the pupil is ready the teacher appears' and so I ask myself why these both arrived on my doorstep at the same time... Springtime... confirming all the ideas I already know ( I think I know) and spiritual teachings and materials I have already incorporated into my Educating Heart &amp;amp; Soul course ... ( &lt;em&gt;ahem, written for others to do&lt;/em&gt;!) and I ask myself what it is then that I badly need to recognise?...... and how can I change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the lovely lasses from my Thursday group prompted me to share this with you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all in the state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;If you think you are beaten, you are.&lt;br /&gt;If you think you dare not, you don't.&lt;br /&gt;If you like to win but you think you can't,&lt;br /&gt;it's almost certain that you won't.&lt;br /&gt;If you think you'll lose, you've lost.&lt;br /&gt;For out there in the world you find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'nothing succeeds like success'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's all in a fellow's will.&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; in the state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha that's it... it's all in the way I think too much!...Maybe I should change my mind.......or put what I know into better use?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone got a perfect,  unspoilt,  totally obedient, carefully nourished, well trained mind they'd care to swap for a well loved, but slightly over-used model in need of some re-education?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love and Springtime blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chrissie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-8995919849772882500?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/8995919849772882500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=8995919849772882500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/8995919849772882500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/8995919849772882500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-clean.html' title='Spring Clean!'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-2869570591928139089</id><published>2010-02-22T18:33:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-02-22T20:22:54.629Z</updated><title type='text'>February Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/S4Lj6XXLkxI/AAAAAAAAABw/k27iIUGXb1w/s1600-h/Dominican+Republic+174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441161891660141330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/S4Lj6XXLkxI/AAAAAAAAABw/k27iIUGXb1w/s400/Dominican+Republic+174.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a photo taken of the beauty of the rain, from outside on the ground floor balcony... shared with those of you who are interested in orbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/S4LjH62KUfI/AAAAAAAAABg/j8LgkAo7n3Y/s1600-h/Dominican+Republic+157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441161025011995122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/S4LjH62KUfI/AAAAAAAAABg/j8LgkAo7n3Y/s400/Dominican+Republic+157.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello Everyone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As many of you know I have just returned from the Dominican Republic where we spent just over two weeks enjoying the tropical weather ( yep although it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; deliciously warm and gave us a welcome escape from the sleet and snow it also rained a lot!!). We made some lovely new friends, soaked up the atmosphere and did lots of reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My husband booked this for us as a delayed honeymoon and being in February meant that we could include the Valentine's day celebrations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The synchronicity of booking this trip on the eve of the devastating earthquake in Haiti (the other side of the same island) meant that I felt compelled to do something to help, on a spiritual level. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having written to many of my friends and contacts (and some of you may be reading this now) asking for help in the form of love and healing to be sent with spiritual Light to me, as I meditated and grounded the healing energy in person on the island, I thought it important to give you my heartfelt gratitude and a little feedback.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I communed with the angels each morning at 8 ( midday UK time - as arranged) then, each day at my midday (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dominican time&lt;/span&gt;) I did a walking meditation across the beach or sat and anchored the energy through my body into the sand. On &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; and Thursday evenings to coincide with the groups who had agreed to sit in meditation and send their love and light I tuned in during the late afternoon from the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beach at the northern resort was crescent shaped, and from where I sat it was easy to face west and visualise Haiti just over the mountain range before me. The sand was of the soft fine shingle variety and my feet actually sank into it as I walked each day along the edge of the sea. It was so easy, in the sunlight, to visualise the light entering my crown and down through me into the sand below my feet. As I walked slowly round the bay towards the Haitian end of the beach I called upon God, the Christ energy and archangels Michael, Uriel, Gabriel and Raphael and the angels of healing to use the energy I offered up, coming from so many.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I visualised the pictures on the Angel Insight cards of the angels of Healing, and Compassion and through the gentle waves washed these spiritual qualities outwards and round the peninsular to the sick and distraught on the other side of the island.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the early evenings, as my husband showered for dinner, I went outside onto our ground floor balcony and asked for the release and peaceful transition of the many souls who were caught in the earthquake and who may be held by their fear and despair. I called upon archangel Raphael the angel of consecration to make sacred the enormous &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;burial&lt;/span&gt; sites in Haiti. And on the 14&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; February it was never easier to open my heart and send all the love I could to wherever it was needed most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people took spare toiletries, clothes and we were asked to leave them behind for the tour operator representatives to take across the border. I was a little shocked that no-one really &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mentioned&lt;/span&gt; Haiti at all other than that one request.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My efforts were supported by hundreds of people. My Educating Heart &amp;amp; Soul group, here in Essex, had a wonderful meditation where they visualised me walking on the beach and sent me all their love and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Reiki&lt;/span&gt; Healing to be passed on. The Essene family I belong to also did the same, as did many others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you SO much. I'm certain that together, our heartfelt intention and focus, we have in some small way helped to raise the vibrational energy there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two quotations I would like to share with you from the guide who took us on a trip to Paradise Island... " Until the power of love takes over the love of power no politician will ever make a government work"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Three things that will get rid of depression ~ smiling at the sun, black chocolate, and kindness!" ... Throw away your prozac!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll leave you with that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All my love and angel blessings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chrissie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-2869570591928139089?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2869570591928139089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=2869570591928139089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/2869570591928139089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/2869570591928139089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2010/02/february-love.html' title='February Love'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/S4Lj6XXLkxI/AAAAAAAAABw/k27iIUGXb1w/s72-c/Dominican+Republic+174.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-7509908961627520405</id><published>2010-01-09T17:32:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-01-09T18:57:13.362Z</updated><title type='text'>January brings the snow, and makes our toes and fingers glow!</title><content type='html'>Hello friends... Welcome to 2010!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was walking with Daisy - our dog - today in thick snow, and thoroughly enjoying the brightness, the softness, absolute calm and the glorious light surrounding me, (even though so late in the afternoon), I couldn't help but reflect on the public frustration, desperation and inconvenience the weather seems to be causing ... yet again... as we are once more at the mercy of mother nature herself, though this time rather than &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;drought&lt;/span&gt; or fires, gale-force winds, or deep floods we have been shrouded in a deep (and very beautiful) blanket of snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I listened to my own muffled footsteps deep in the woods I smiled at the Narnia-like comparison made in an earlier email from a friend, and as the hungry deer quickly ran ahead of me there was an echo of cracking brittle branches.&lt;br /&gt;I re-connected to the vivid memories of early years and remembered back to my love of the woods then, the games of childhood imagination and the immeasurable pleasure gained from the freedom I was given, how fortunate I was to be allowed to simply explore and play in my outdoor surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;I also remember vividly the heavy snow of 1963 which the weathermen compare this cold spell to. The snow then seemed to me as a child to last all Winter... enabling us to create grand slides right across the school playground squealing with delight. There were no prohibitions at the thought of us falling and getting hurt. We were children doing what children do! Now I see that thousands of schools have closed during these low temperatures and I'm warned not to go out unless I must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so on the advice of the 'elves of safety' I cancelled my new year Spiritual Development classes and suggested that we all spend the evening instead reflecting on our own how we might make a difference during the next oncoming year. What aspects of our '&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;little' self&lt;/span&gt; might we take a closer look at. What, if anything, might we like to obvserve more closely and perhaps try to change, in order to connect more strongly to the greater good? ( Have you noticed how few magazine articles or t.v. programmes have taken a close look at New Year Resolutions this year?... or maybe I've been watching snowflakes and simply not noticed!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is my own frustration, my own impatience... my own sense of restriction and inconvenience I need to look at more closely.... as well as the patterns of falling ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wonderful walks in the snow have given me time, silence and 'light' to take a good long look at how 'ice-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;elated&lt;/span&gt;' I feel without the stimulation and warmth of other like-minded spiritual friends. Some of us love solitude... others fare better in groups. Aha, so that's why I chose to be born a sheep ... my Aries nature loves the flock!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time I was unable to take the class I asked everyone to write a poem about how the group had influenced their spiritual growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, with her permission, are the thoughts of one of our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; group to share with you :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Lotus Flower&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; by June&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When we first met some time ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and told why we were here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not knowing one another yet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we said what we held dear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We all expressed our deep true thoughts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our wish list for this time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we knew no-one was being judged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and all of us like minds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How wonderful each time we met&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love &amp;amp; friendship there to see,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the bond we have, our loving 'pod'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was always given free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spiritually we sure have grown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;combined with our self-healing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We meditate, express our views&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our visions and our feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our search to find our Angels who&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;show unconditional love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our God, his Ascended Masters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who care for us above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel blessed that I was a petal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;inside our Lotus Flower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dear friends, Your Love I will keep hold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;forever... and ... forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you find warmth and comfort, delight and beauty wherever you look,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-7509908961627520405?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7509908961627520405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=7509908961627520405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/7509908961627520405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/7509908961627520405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2010/01/january-brings-snow-and-makes-our-toes.html' title='January brings the snow, and makes our toes and fingers glow!'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-7352142473086061283</id><published>2009-11-16T18:29:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-16T19:30:25.178Z</updated><title type='text'>Angels are Everywhere</title><content type='html'>Hello friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I was called by a live phone-in radio station in Belfast, U105. They had a controversial topic inspired by a recent letter to a newspaper from a Catholic priest who felt indignation and anger towards the 'new' craze in angel cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The radio felt they would like a couple of voices 'for' as a balance amongst those who called in agreeing with the priest that these cards took the eyes of believers off the ball. His argument being that Christians could be distracted, he sited a few of the messages from the angel cards of a well known American author whose books and cards are very popular. One of the cards made the suggestion that the reader should take up yoga, which the priest found highly offensive. He suggested that these cards in particular took Christians away from the very aspects of faith he believed to be the requirements of a Godly connection, such as confession, communion and prayer. I think he should give people a little more credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The speaker before me on the radio phone-in, in defense of an angel card reader had a wonderful story of the clear messages from loved one's that a medium can give.... and although this lady, an obviously gifted psychic had been known as a 'reader', as anyone who knows my work will be aware, is not the kind of 'angel card reading' you would get from me. &lt;em&gt;I'm not a psychic medium and as much as I would love to, I cannot give messages from beyond the grave.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, ... much to the disappointment of the interviewer, when my turn came he could not argue with my methods. As I, in part, agreed with him that very often when people search for answers they may be very vulnerable. But then we were not talking about corrupting true believers of any faith, but that many spiritual believers know there are many paths to the top of the mountain. To God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The priest may have to accept that so many people all over the world have lost the desire to belong to a traditional organised form of religion. They have grown disillusionned with the rules of their particular group. They have moved into what is now known as -post secular society. A place where it is no longer necessary to take sides. A society where you can hold lightly the notion the Darwinian approach to life and at the same time have a faith in God as creator. You can believe that angels are surrounding you with caring healing energy. That with the blessing of Christ you can ask the angels to help. It is ok to stand alone in your personal connection with Him, and His angels and be an individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I wrote the Angel Insights, and my other books, I was living in east London. A city of multi-faith and multi-ethnicity. It was the cross section of beliefs and cultures that inspired me to go to university and study for myself the golden chord linking the origins and ideas of many different world religions. I didn't want to cause offence to any of my workshop participants by being ignorant of their particular cultural belief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my four years of university study I found to my delight that almost all cultures have 'angels'. Whether Hindu, Buddhist, Jewish, Seikh, Christian or Muslim, angels are truly non-denominational and appear in all guises, all shapes and sizes. The holy scriptures to which the priest referred give hundreds of accounts of the highly developed intelligent and spiritual beings bringing messages from God, healing, fighting for righteousness... and in fact appearing whenever or wherever anything of importance occurs. There is nothing new about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, just as one example of this 'new craze' if you visit the British Museum you will find carvings and depictions of 'angels' and guardian spirits from Mesopotamia dating back thousands of years (BC). Hardly modern after all !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an author I spent two and a half years writing the Angel Insight cards because I was meditating on, visualizing, communing and praying for divine guidance whilst also researching spiritual symbols and colours for the artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sole intention of these cards is for encouraging personal spiritual growth of the individual, the seeker. Not, to take the eye off the ball of Christ's teaching to love one another, but for all individuals to grow closer to the nature of compassion and love through understanding their own soul purpose, their own connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are indeed also for anyone who has lost their way or doesn't want to go down the dogmatic route, for what ever reason. Working with angels, and angel cards can be a gentle, encouraging and empowering way to find one's way back to the Light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The radio presenter was at a loss to find anything to criticise throughout our discussion, but as a final fling told me that I was 'at risk of potentially making millions' from the sale of my cards. Perhaps he and I should exchange roles for a while !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to you all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-7352142473086061283?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7352142473086061283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=7352142473086061283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/7352142473086061283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/7352142473086061283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2009/11/angels-are-everywhere.html' title='Angels are Everywhere'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-1303808094351780930</id><published>2009-10-05T17:09:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-10-05T17:51:04.960Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most magical aspect of living life with a belief in angels is, for me, the never ending mystery of the eternal wonder..... the hows? the whys? the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;whoas&lt;/span&gt;!, ... and definitely the wows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, as I was sitting having one of my lengthy discussions about the direction of my work with my colleague/friend Richard, there was a ring at the doorbell. My husband came into the office indicating that I should come to the door. Excusing myself from the middle of my 'telephone meeting' I begrudgingly hung up and went to the door to see what was so important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There stood a small boy, head stooped, withdrawn, and holding his coat in his hands. Brian looked at me and shrugged questioningly, "he says he has run away", he whispered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went down the door step to the boy's level and gently asked him his name, and how I could help him.&lt;br /&gt;"Matthew,  I've run away", he said. "They won't listen, and it's not fair".&lt;br /&gt;"Where have you come from Matthew, where do you live?"&lt;br /&gt; "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Braintree&lt;/span&gt;" he answered. (That's about 7 miles away).&lt;br /&gt;"And you walked all this way, through the country roads and lanes?... what time did you leave home?"&lt;br /&gt;"About 11.30."&lt;br /&gt;" I'll bet you're very thirsty aren't you? It's nearly 4 o'clock."&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;", said I, "Come on in, and we'll try to sort this out and get you home again".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was 12, though very slight for his age, and when I finally got a clear look at his beautiful face and those clear blue eyes and long eyelashes I knew he was super-sensitive. I told him a story about my son running away when he was 6, and made him smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After three huge slices of fruitcake he drank the apple juice dry and started to tell me the reasons why he felt he had to run away. I felt a pang of pain for him, but also for his worried family.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't know his full address, and had no knowledge of his grandma's phone number, with whom he was staying. He had no mum, but a young brother and an older sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out that he had left his family whilst they were shopping.... his poor nan, I knew she'd be distraught. And so, at his suggestion ( because he had run away once before), we phoned the police. They had been searching for him since 11.45 that morning and had even dispatched helicopters around the area. They told us that as he has autism, and they clearly feared for his safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him why he had walked past all the houses in the other villages as he'd walked through the countryside and yet not stopped to ask for help. He shrugged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him if he knew why he had turned into our lane, and then finally knocked at our door. No, he just liked the look of the door, so rang the bell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The police came straight away and after my brief explanation of the reasons he had given me they escorted him away in their car, back to his family.&lt;br /&gt;Of course I've changed his name! And, sadly, I've no way of knowing how it turned out. As he left I gave him a hug and he thanked me for being kind..., and in my mind I surrounded him in light asking the angels to go with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, perhaps there was no need for me to do that...... I believe that's why he came to us in the first place. Because after all, his angels must have been guiding him along a very dangerous twisted and busy country road, protecting him and guiding him to a 'safe house'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How intriguing. What a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;privilege.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;And that's why I'm busy, and continue doing this work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lots of love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;and may the angels always protect and guide you in difficult times, to a safe space!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Chrissie xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-1303808094351780930?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/1303808094351780930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=1303808094351780930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/1303808094351780930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/1303808094351780930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-friends-most-magical-aspect-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-2231389879952870016</id><published>2009-09-01T15:29:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:33:51.222Z</updated><title type='text'>Where did August go??</title><content type='html'>Hello angel lover friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With mixed weather and mixed emotions August has blazed by in a hurry for me this year.&lt;br /&gt;Too many challenges to mention have entered and some have past straight through whilst others have lingered on to tell the tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One tale I must share with you in this little note is of my amazement and awe at yet another miracle. The true power of Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father was knocked over by a van reversing ~ on a pedestrian only market square ~ and hitting his head sharply he was taken by ambulance for all the usual checks, x-rays and the like. To the horror of us all he was found to have a clot on the brain, but because medics also found a chest infection it was decided not to operate as the risks were too high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son and I, on hearing the news, had driven through the night to be with him in the hospital and stayed with him until we were happy that he was comfortable and had heard the overall picture from the doctors. We left him smiling, and set off back down the long road to London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One hour from home we had an urgent phone call to say that dad's condition had deteriorated and they had rushed him into theatre for an emergency operation. Neuro surgery is never light-weight and he was in theatre for five and a half hours while they removed a blood clot and found a concealed haemorrhage into the brain, which they were able to arrest. Thankfully, I went back to my own home in Essex, grabbed some sleep and a few extra clothes, turned around and drove back along the A1 for another 250 miles praying earnestly for the best possible outcome for him, and fearful yet holding onto the faith that I would see him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 3 days my sister, her mother and myself sat around his bed in ITU. We sat and looked at him, and loved him.&lt;br /&gt;We opened our hearts, and gave him our energy, our open prayers and our unconditional love. We held his hands full of intravenous lines, and his feet covered in surgical socks. We gently held his head wrapped in dressings and protruding staples, and kissed his bruised and battered face. We gently spoke to him as he rested about all the good wishes coming in texts and emails from hundreds of friends, family, his church congregation, my friends and healers sending him light and healing from all over the country and even the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed with him each day and everyday until he spoke again and talked to us in comprehensible sentences. We all laughed together as he tlod the nurse his date of birth was 18/08/1888 and she remarked that he was 'looking good!'.&lt;br /&gt;I came home when I knew he was going to recover, then returned a few days later to relieve my sister, and Mary her mum. Each journey home was painful, and each return to the Angel of the North, a relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my dad was moved into the main section of the high dependancy ward I noticed something strange that caught my eye. Other visitors said nothing to their relatives. They sat and read the paper, or they simply stood ... not really knowing what to say. Some relatives held whispered conversations between one another, over the patient and even worse- about the patient. There seemed to be something missing. The expression of their Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my long drives I have had lots of good thinking time. I have re-considered the intense preyer as I sat alone with my father seeing a beam of white light that came down to his crown and then encircled his body and the presence Of angels around him. I have looked again at the immense power of the Mystical 3. Two loving daughters and wife, sat in a triangle around him sending all their love, without tiring, and praying constantly for the best ourcome. My goodness, but it truly works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is merely a precis of all the magic that has occurred over the last few weeks. Not least that my father knew intitially there was something else that had been missed, in his head. The angels told him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is now well on the road to recovery and will be transferred to a local hospital shortly where friends and family can visit him every day. I'll be there when I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The really powerful experience that has changed my understanding is that it is &lt;strong&gt;love &lt;/strong&gt;that heals.... Not symbols, chants and particular words... but pure open-hearted unconditional love, with God's Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now,&lt;br /&gt;My Love to you,&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-2231389879952870016?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2231389879952870016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=2231389879952870016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/2231389879952870016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/2231389879952870016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-did-august-go.html' title='Where did August go??'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-5733308251317396952</id><published>2009-07-24T09:09:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-07-24T11:12:19.641Z</updated><title type='text'>Essence of the Cedar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/SmmT8HQ2EsI/AAAAAAAAABY/1t4lWY3UGeg/s1600-h/Img_3824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361979492312421058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/SmmT8HQ2EsI/AAAAAAAAABY/1t4lWY3UGeg/s400/Img_3824.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had another most wonderful experience during the July Essene Summer Gathering, and I'm eager to share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gathering is always held in a residence close to nature and this year we returned to one of our favourite venues, a wonderful place in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Buckinghamshire&lt;/span&gt;, called St Katherine's of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Parmoor&lt;/span&gt;. Now owned by the Sue Ryder Foundation it was a convent for many years until the last nun, Mother Christine finally past away, in recent years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this particular place ~ can't tell you why ~ and have held angel workshops there in the past as well as returning as an organiser of the Essene retreats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the lunch break at one of my workshops a couple of years ago, one of the participants went to the top of the central staircase in the house where she stood for a while seemingly in conversation with someone. When she came down and joined us she had a message for me. She asked me if I was aware of being 'observed'. Interestingly, the house is full of old oak panelling and has different energy which can have a very 'spooky' feel in certain areas. I had been aware of the presence of someone during my stay, but wasn't afraid . This was the message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Mother Christine gives you her blessings, and wants you to know she is so pleased that you have brought the angels here to St Katherine's".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's visit, as ever, our Essene group tried to spend as much time as possible outside although, as you know, for July the weather has been very changeable and often quite wet. Towards the end of the week we held a beautiful sacred Earth-healing ceremony with the Heavenly Father, Christ and the Earthly Mother our planet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Gaia&lt;/span&gt;, invoking the great Archangels of the four corners and four elements, Michael, Gabriel, Raphael and Uriel, together with the influence of the major planets drawing the energies of light and healing to anchor them in the Earth. As we did this, all standing in a circle, a beautiful Red Kite flew over us, wings stretched, and circled round three times. Followed by a small private &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;airplane&lt;/span&gt; which did the same - the natural and the unnatural!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended the ceremony by chanting three &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Aums&lt;/span&gt; and then decided to take the energy of love and healing straight to the majestic old Cedar of Lebanon tree standing in the grounds. These wonderful huge trees are said to have a spiritual purpose and are growing in specific areas of the world. Their immense energy acts as a conduit of spiritual light and it is also believed that they hold the power to assist the transformation of humanity, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;particularly&lt;/span&gt; important over the next few years. Some say that the Cedar trees act as a gateway to other dimensions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular beautiful giant is hundreds of years old, some of her lower boughs have broken, and in the recent dry weather her pines were going brown.&lt;br /&gt;The group stood round its trunk sending love and healing energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to stand on the outer ring of the branches looking up into the tree as I connected with the light filtering through her branches, communicating with her from the heart giving her whatever healing energy she needed and asking her to share her healing essence with me if she sensed there may be something she could help me with. As I stood, arms stretching up towards her great boughs I could smell the most beautiful fragrance of soft pine. I could feel a mist of her delicate perfume bathing me as she shared her essence in recognition and response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we walked back into the house I joined the group. "Wasn't that amazing?" I said, meaning the perfume... " Such a beautiful smell" . No one had smelled it, no one else felt the mist. They certainly enjoyed the energy, the aura, the strength and sensation of being under her branches and in her energy field ... but it seems that the essence, the fragrance, was just for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your Summer and all its magical moments of beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-5733308251317396952?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/5733308251317396952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=5733308251317396952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/5733308251317396952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/5733308251317396952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2009/07/essence-of-cedar.html' title='Essence of the Cedar'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/SmmT8HQ2EsI/AAAAAAAAABY/1t4lWY3UGeg/s72-c/Img_3824.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-6268787510687014046</id><published>2009-07-03T07:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-07-03T07:48:44.141Z</updated><title type='text'>Angels Abroad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yammas&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cretan&lt;/span&gt; greetings as I arrive back from another wonderful angel retreat in West Crete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year the venue was in a mountain village and so our early Essene morning meditation with the angels was not only accompanied by the warm morning sunshine but the tinkling neck-bells and baa-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; of the nearby goats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we sat under the olive trees in the garden, by the pool, we were often accompanied by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cicades&lt;/span&gt; in the hedges and the swooping swallows as they dived for a drink. Very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mediterranean&lt;/span&gt; , and completely different sights and sounds to those most of us are used to (especially me, now living in rural Essex!). The whole group came from Ireland this year, bringing their Celtic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;spirituality&lt;/span&gt;, wisdom and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; of the angels and an enormous sense of humour and fun! We had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;enlightenment&lt;/span&gt;, discovery and joy ~ in abundance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so honoured to have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;accompanying&lt;/span&gt; and teaching this workshop in Crete now for almost 10 years, some times twice in a year, and every time there are unique and special moments that I treasure. Not just the mornings of self- discovery and development that take place but also the warmth and hospitality of the local &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Cretans&lt;/span&gt;, their culture, their gorgeous beaches and their delicious home grown produce. (I have been making Greek salad since my return on Tuesday but somehow it just doesn't taste the same!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The similarity to life in the hills and mountains of the middle east where Jesus and the Essenes would have lived and worked with the angels, the land and the goats, couldn't escape my notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;West Crete for me has a special healing quality, a sense of peace that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;touches&lt;/span&gt; the soul. I'm aware that for many years I have been working with the energies of Archangel Raphael and some believe that Crete is the spiritual home (Ashram) of the ascended master &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hilarion&lt;/span&gt;, who once lived the life of Paul. Certainly the high White mountains have an almost tangible air of divinity - to me. This would then be an island of discovery, of truth and healing... those who come on the retreat feel that for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, next week I'm off to take part in another retreat; the Essene summer gathering, which will be in leafy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Buckinghamshire&lt;/span&gt; ~ very different from its origins in the Middle East, and completely different from Crete too. Rather than teaching, although I am one of the organisers, I shall be simply one of the "family" and am really looking forward to some time of self-reflection and meditation after several months of incredible levels excitement, travel, teaching, writing and general busy-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel blessings to everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love, Chrissie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However you are enjoying your Summer - which seems to be longed for during the long winter months and then goes so fast - I do hope you'll get the opportunity to spend some time smelling the flowers, absorbing the moonlight, listening to the birds and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;communicating&lt;/span&gt; with the angels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-6268787510687014046?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/6268787510687014046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=6268787510687014046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/6268787510687014046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/6268787510687014046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2009/07/angels-abroad.html' title='Angels Abroad'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-9091148996748835740</id><published>2009-04-27T19:14:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-04-27T19:52:36.635Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='April Wedding'/><title type='text'>April Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/SfYHOlubj_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/7gWtshAO384/s1600-h/wedding+church.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329455156265979890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/SfYHOlubj_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/7gWtshAO384/s320/wedding+church.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/SfYG1bb0mVI/AAAAAAAAABI/PEKXoDN3Vwg/s1600-h/with+our+children.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329454724006844754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/SfYG1bb0mVI/AAAAAAAAABI/PEKXoDN3Vwg/s320/with+our+children.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/SfYG1DWAGZI/AAAAAAAAABA/PAy-cTIpydE/s1600-h/walking+down+the+aisle+with+Dan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329454717539981714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/SfYG1DWAGZI/AAAAAAAAABA/PAy-cTIpydE/s320/walking+down+the+aisle+with+Dan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/SfYG1LZlpZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/qBSXYzaqz98/s1600-h/car+-+wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329454719702508946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/SfYG1LZlpZI/AAAAAAAAAA4/qBSXYzaqz98/s320/car+-+wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I'd like to thank so many of you for your loving wishes by posting a few of the photographs of my wedding last week ( 17th ) as I'm sure you'll enjoy sharing the joy we &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;felt on our happy day. The rain held off, our friends arrived&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the bells rang out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as my son and I walked down the aisle friends described the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;change in energy as love filled the church!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was such a wonderful day. With cherished loved ones, family, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friends old and new ... and angels everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing my husband Brian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/SfYEnnd7oeI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iIrnsYtWNfo/s1600-h/brianandchrissie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329452287695495650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/SfYEnnd7oeI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iIrnsYtWNfo/s320/brianandchrissie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And below, a team photo of myself with colleagues and friends; Maggie and Stephen from Belfast - (who look after all my workshops and me ! in Northern Ireland), with Mairead ( Angel Shop, DunLaoghaire - and angel on hand in Dublin), and Richard (without whom the course and most of my materials - its manifestation and coordination -  would not exist!) Love and thanks to them all for being there ... and for coming along to share our wedding day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/SfYEntJcSKI/AAAAAAAAAAo/MODz2okX22I/s1600-h/angellight+team.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329452289220167842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/SfYEntJcSKI/AAAAAAAAAAo/MODz2okX22I/s320/angellight+team.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-9091148996748835740?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/9091148996748835740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=9091148996748835740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/9091148996748835740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/9091148996748835740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-wedding.html' title='April Wedding'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/SfYHOlubj_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/7gWtshAO384/s72-c/wedding+church.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-5057942713989734716</id><published>2009-04-27T19:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:33:51.228Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/SfYDhg5-iZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/d3O_aP4_FQk/s1600-h/angellight+team.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329451083343235474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/SfYDhg5-iZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/d3O_aP4_FQk/s320/angellight+team.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/SfYDhmDnPGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tbMWNkrijvE/s1600-h/brianandchrissie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329451084725828706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/SfYDhmDnPGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tbMWNkrijvE/s320/brianandchrissie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/SfYDhequ5wI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ooaeJQB_oGM/s1600-h/vows.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329451082742425346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/SfYDhequ5wI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ooaeJQB_oGM/s320/vows.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-5057942713989734716?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/5057942713989734716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=5057942713989734716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/5057942713989734716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/5057942713989734716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__4AlaehOB-A/SfYDhg5-iZI/AAAAAAAAAAg/d3O_aP4_FQk/s72-c/angellight+team.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-3704806194683387929</id><published>2009-03-12T08:44:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-12T09:33:19.720Z</updated><title type='text'>I love March</title><content type='html'>Hi there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love this time of year. It invokes wonderful memories of my childhood, especially my birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;I grew up on the Lancashire coast, very close to the Lake District, and the beauty captured by Wordsworth. Memories of fields and valleys full of golden daffodils still raises my endorphins and gives me a warm inner glow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I particularly remember one sunny birthday at the end of March, I must have been about nine or ten, and my treat was to be taken to Windermere and pick daffs!. Of course we are not allowed to do this any more, but the memory of the thrill of running amongst so many glorious bobbing yellow flowers, picking and filling my arms with as many as I could carry ... for the princley some of two shillings... brings a smile to my face and joy to my heart. I can easily recall the fragrance, (and the sap from the stems as it ran down my arms and party dress) and the sheer pleasure of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday as I drove through the lanes with my two year old grandson I pointed out the daffodils at the side of the road. As we arrived into Great Dunmow, the small town on the way back to the motorway, the green was covered with my favourite budding flowers. "Look nanny, lots of Daffodils over there" he shouted with a huge straight from the heart grin... Pleasure, pleasure pleasure.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people like to see the signs of new life at this time of year. The trees spring into bud as the lambs are born, the primroses, crocuses and snowdrops make way for the next flourish of colour. It is so beautiful that we can't help but feel freshened and uplifted. The sunshine in Spring renews our senses and fills us with the long awaited sense of rejuvenation and warmth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what of those among us who feel so down, so depressed that nothing we say can stir them out of their darkness? How can we help them to make small changes in the way they see life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking about changing thought patterns and emotional, physical and psychological healing and I have dealt with these topics quite a lot in my Educating Heart &amp;amp; Soul course because I feel that throughout our darkness there are always chinks of Divine light, offers of angelic help, bridges we can go across - which we can take or choose to ignore until we are ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the quickest and most effective ways of boosting our inner happiness is to think of a happy memory. Breathe it in, smell it, go there, remember the music, the voices, the colours, your feelings at the time... maybe like me it was a special birthday, or it could be the wonder of the birth of a child, or just simply sitting swinging your legs on a wall eating a bar of your favourite chocolate! The chemical reaction to happy thoughts is instant, creating a rise in the body's natural healing mechanism, creating endorphins that give us that wonderful feel good factor which we can then tune into and instantly feel better. Even in physical pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to suggest we push aside the serious condition of the world around us, but ...with all the sadness and dispair we are able to access through the many media channels, we are at risk of allowing much of it to pull us down emotionally - and particularly those of us who are empathic and literally 'feel' the pain in the world! But, we always have a choice whether we want to buy into the drama of it all. We also have a choice how we want to feel... on a minute by minute basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we just need to get away... and luckily I'm off to Lancaster this weekend and shall most certainly be visiting my favourite Windermere in time for the Daffodils.&lt;br /&gt;(If you are anywhere near that area and would like to join my talk about angels at the Lancaster Complimentary Health fair this coming Saturday do check the details on my website.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much to those lovely people who have been writing to congratulate me on next months wedding ... and finally if any of you would like to join me in Glastonbury for the Spring Equinox (I'm holding a weekend retreat at the Glastonbury Abbey House with meditation, yoga, an Essene silent meal) and have two places left. We'd love you to be there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the Daffodils bring a smile to you !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving Spring Blessings&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-3704806194683387929?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/3704806194683387929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=3704806194683387929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/3704806194683387929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/3704806194683387929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-march.html' title='I love March'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-7894207861140932395</id><published>2009-02-06T17:36:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-06T17:42:27.279Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello there!&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are warm and smiling...&lt;br /&gt;What a week! A total slow down... and shutdown in many cases. A complete freeze up of our terrestrial communication links, just as the planet Mercury -( in charge of communication on many levels ) having been in a standstill position on the 1st of Feb moved forwards again.&lt;br /&gt;It's all very interesting to me how in this scientific / secular age we often fail to notice the interconnectness between earthly and heavenly forces. The opportunities for change - in attitude and in circumstance both socially and personally are enormous.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm being romantic but I seem to remember that in the snowy winters of my childhood each household would sweep and salt the pavement in front of their home. Many would sweep and salt for others too.&lt;br /&gt;In a co-op carpark near my village, which had turned into an ice-rink, an elderly man slipt and fell backwards as he bought his ticket from the pay and display machine. Fortunately for him I was standing behind him, caught him and we both slipped around as if dancing on ice! We laughed out loud, but this could have been a nasty accident. It wasn't thank goodness...... but no one had spread salt! Why? Because the council hadn't salted........... but couldn't the supermarket staff ?&lt;br /&gt;Hm, 'Elf' and safety! Oh how sad.&lt;br /&gt;Driving home cautiously I smiled at all of the judgements running through my head. I called the council to find out where the village salt bin was and with my plastic carrier trundled along to fetch and sprinkle in the road beside my cottage. Goody two shoes? Goodness no!........... but I did feel a prod in the conscience/backside about criticising others for something I had not done myself!&lt;br /&gt;Cold as it is, mayhem causing as it might be... there is a wonderful stillness and such a 'brightness' in the light from the snow. Let it speak to you..... feel the peace and take the opportunity to breathe... for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-7894207861140932395?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7894207861140932395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=7894207861140932395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/7894207861140932395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/7894207861140932395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-there-hope-you-are-warm-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-9223051468143042312</id><published>2009-01-05T10:40:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-05T11:46:07.202Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year - 2009</title><content type='html'>Yes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy New Year! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with the news as it is; war, turmoil, devastation and destruction of the human world in which we continue to kill, wound, torment, tear apart and compete for power... and it sometimes feels painfully as if many of us can do nothing but watch.&lt;br /&gt;It is the opportunity of change that brings a happy new year because the idea that we can do nothing is simply n&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ot true! The weakest of us can change once we believe we are able to, we can all do something to improve a small corner of our own world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know the story of the humming bird? I heard it at a Peace conference, years ago, and it stayed with me. Let me share it with you:&lt;br /&gt;There was a forest fire, and all the animals, smelling the smoke, began to flee for their lives. Panic ensued as tigers, foxes, monkeys all ran to save their lives from the flames.&lt;br /&gt;As one monkey swung through the trees he spotted a tiny bird hovering among the branches filling his beak with nectar from a flower. "Come on, come on, the fire is coming and you'll burn alive if you don't run too!" Shouted the monkey. But, the little bird filled his tiny beak, flew to the edge of the flames, dropped the nectar and flew back to the flower to fill his beak again. The monkey stopped for a moment to watch as the humming bird repeated the process again. "Come on, come on bird, what are you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;"I can't run away", said the tiny humming bird, "I'm just doing my bit".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us are politically motivated and write letters to parliament. Some may simply 'sound off' hot air to the newspapers or to friends.&lt;br /&gt;From a spiritual perspective, if we profess to believing in angels and the notion of a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; universal connection&lt;/span&gt; between us all, then surely whatever we do at a state level we do to one another at a soul level. As some countries determine to overpower and destroy one another, and the planet at the same time, we are surely damaging life itself.&lt;br /&gt;We have a paradox here ... as on the one hand we are profoundly aware of the darkening fear and lack of love in the world at a political and international level and yet, on the other, we are pursuing the ideas expressed in books and films like 'The Secret' busily teaching ourselves how to co-create financial and material abundance. Great ideas that stimulate the realization of the power of the human mind, particular as a force of co-creation with the Universe itself... but primarily ideas for co-creating at a personal level for our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;personal&lt;/span&gt; dreams and ambitions to materialize. Not that there is anything wrong with financial and personal security, freedom and happiness. We are born to manifest joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My suggestion is this: How about we each individually put as much effort into co-creating a peaceful and joyful existence for us all to benefit from the power of manifestation -  at a global level?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank heavens that there are some who, by connecting to the high level of service to humanity that they carry deep within their heart, they work around the clock. Some work through in prayer, meditation and mediation to bring about a change. To anchor whatever the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Light&lt;/span&gt; is. Others strive to heal the wounded planet by working at environmental issues. Some to save our rapidly dying animal species from slaughter. Thousands go to work in medicine and education, enlightening and empowering others. And again thank heavens we have millions of people who are genuinely loving and generous of spirit who, seemingly without even a sprinkling of knowledge of how much good they do, go about their daily business treating others gently, or as 'salt of the earth' types - no nonsense but fair and honest in their dealings. Every one in their way 'doing their bit' for society, the best way, naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm off now to do my bit.......... think I'll feed the birds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Chrissie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful - if challenging - 2009. May it bring to your part of the world you love, abundant health and peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-9223051468143042312?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/9223051468143042312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=9223051468143042312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/9223051468143042312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/9223051468143042312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-2009.html' title='Happy New Year - 2009'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-383273574351943312</id><published>2008-12-19T16:49:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-19T17:34:54.438Z</updated><title type='text'>May your days be merry and bright!</title><content type='html'>Yuletide - Christ Mas - Call it what you will, it's that time again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, tired though I always seem to become at this time of year ( is it the pressure of deadlines, the purse strings, or the never-ending list of chores?... ) I actually do enjoy Christmastime. I love exchanging gifts, (I even enjoy choosing them) writing and posting all the cards, preparing the dinner... even the food shopping. What I don't enjoy is all the madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traditionally, as we understand, this was a pagan festival to celebrate the end of the Winter - and darkness - and the coming in of the light. Light overcoming the dark. Then it was taken over by the Christian festival to celebrate the birth of Jesus. Bit of a shame really that not many of the  people rushing round the super-market today would be thinking much about the reason for the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I overheard in Woolworth's sell off a man talking to a little girl of about five years old. "What do you want me to buy you for Christmas?" She was overawed and chose everything! Ouch, what about some of the innocent magic of surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I write this little blog I'm just wondering what I would change about the Christmas we have developed for our children and grandchildren - and without wishing to sound negative or bah-humbug myself, because I really do believe that we are all doing the best we can for our children, - I'm sad to think it seems a message heavily laden with greed, over-indulgence and expectation, and little to do with love, compassion and kindness, gratitude and sharing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as we reach the shortest day, and the season of darkness is overtaken by the light I ask how those of us working with the angels can also 'lighten up'. After all this joyous time is all about  receiving, giving and sharing, in service ... isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to see Christmas as a time for receiving. Receiving the message of Peace of the angels. I would love to see Christmas as a time for giving. Giving unconditionally, without expectation. I would love to see Christmas as a time for sharing. Sharing love, tolerance and patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll try to bring a little light into my corner of Essex by holding the energy of Peace. I will give whole-heartedly without expectation of what I will get back, and I will share my love with tolerance and patience. Well, I will try my best. And I know you'll be doing the same wherever you are too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you a wonderful, peaceful and joy-filled Christmas wherever you are. May the angels fill your home with light and bring you endless love and laughter, and may the darkness be only the comforting kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love and Yuletide Angel Blessings for Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-383273574351943312?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/383273574351943312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=383273574351943312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/383273574351943312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/383273574351943312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2008/12/may-your-days-be-merry-and-bright.html' title='May your days be merry and bright!'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-1038783578996380125</id><published>2008-11-17T17:42:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-17T18:15:34.532Z</updated><title type='text'>Prizes</title><content type='html'>Hello there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my recent workshops and show stands I have held a prize draw to promote the launch of my new card deck and book called "Angel Insights", recently published by Duncan Baird Publishing (and now widely available in major bookstores).&lt;br /&gt;We offered a beautiful print of the four Arch Angels - Michael, Gabriel, Raphael and Uriel - divinely illustrated in gorgeous colours by the artist Rene Milot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pleased to announce that the winner of the framed print is:  Cristine Hunter, from Northern Ireland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky runners up - who will receive a beautiful A4 sized print of the 4 separate Arch Angels, are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pamela Sinclair, of Bishops Stortford.&lt;br /&gt;Mandy Silver, of Caerphilly.&lt;br /&gt;Pat Darragh, of County Derry&lt;br /&gt;Patricia Wiggett, Essex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been giving away cards throughout the shows over the last couple of months.... if you have received one and would like to ask any questions, or if you have a story to share because of the card, please writie to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already I have received amazing feedback from people using the cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One lady at Olympia this weekend told me that she was non-plussed at receiving the card representing the angel of 'humility' . But she reflected on this value and of her own feelings about it. Then she placed the card on her desk at work.&lt;br /&gt;Having read from the book that it was about understanding how each of us has a valuable contribution to make, regardless of how small that might seem to be... and that the angel encourages you to quietly value your gifts, without ego,  recognizing that  being a shrinking violet actually helps no-one (whilst taking care not to allow your ego to get in the way of your spiritual growth) - she has found that she is much more aware of making a fuller and more effective contribution in her work and private life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting eh? And that is only one small example ... I wonder what has happened in the lives of all the hundreds of cards I have so far given away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love and many angel blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-1038783578996380125?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/1038783578996380125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=1038783578996380125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/1038783578996380125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/1038783578996380125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2008/11/prizes.html' title='Prizes'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-2464557928760809081</id><published>2008-10-31T10:24:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-10-31T11:15:08.706Z</updated><title type='text'>It's a Beautiful Day</title><content type='html'>I seem to refer to the weather quite a lot in my blogs, one way or another, but my office faces the north and so it matters a great deal to me whether the weather is ill - or whether the weather is fair! My moods, like many other people's are affected greatly by the level of sunshine and bright skies I perceive. I am, it seems, a creature of the light!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this glorious chilly morning, as I walked Daisy dog across open fields the air was crystal clear, sharp and bright as the sun shone in the pale blue frosty sky. It was invigorating. From where I start my walk I face a wood in the distance, and as I stride out across the field each day I pass by one solitary Hawthorn tree. I have watched it throughout the seasons come into bud, blossom, and fall. It holds its own against the backdrop of a western sky so that in the evening sunset casts a striking silhouette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, as I pass the Hawthorn tree, I am reminded of the Monday morning Essene communion with the Angel of Life in which it says: "Go then, toward the high growing trees, and before one of them which is beautiful, high growing and mighty, say these words: 'Hail to thee! O good living tree, made by the Creator!' Then shall the River of Life flow between you and your brother the tree."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tree is not particularly mighty, as any of the majestic high trees in the woods like the oak or beech, or chestnut, but it's a strong old tree, well weathered and slightly out of shape and somehow it seems very special there, in its aloneness, albeit more than likely ignored by most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every little leaf on that tree is probably trying to be the best leaf it can be! Every branch is trying its best to be as supportive and nurturing as possible. Every root fibre is doing its job as well as it knows how. And it all works in perfect harmony with nature's goddess, Mother Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we are a little like trees ourselves. Some taller than others, some strong dependable, even majestic. Others pliable and yielding while others change shape with the weather. Some trees have very shallow roots and are easily pushed over.&lt;br /&gt;We like the pretty trees with their fragrant blossom, especially the exotc variety that remind us of traveling ,and the ones that produce tasty fruit -  but these trees are needy and take time to nurture usually improving with age ... even though in our busy lives much of the fruit is ignored and neglected. Interesting comparison isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my children were small we had fun finding the faces in the trees. In my own personal and spiritual development I have enjoyed the healing presence of trees  by sensing the aura of the huge old trees in wonderful Arboretums and gardens at Essene Summer gatherings, walking through many forests and woods on my travels, and in times of sadness found myself 'hiding' under the comforting branches of a Weeping&lt;br /&gt;Willow only to find out later that the essence of the tree symbolizes 'poor me!'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every tree has an essence, an aura and is a living breathing essential aspect of the co-creation of life on Earth. What's your favourite tree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-2464557928760809081?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/2464557928760809081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=2464557928760809081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/2464557928760809081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/2464557928760809081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-beautiful-day.html' title='It&apos;s a Beautiful Day'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-5026794809180940529</id><published>2008-08-12T15:42:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-08-12T16:07:37.020Z</updated><title type='text'>Summer Days</title><content type='html'>The angel of water has certainly made her presence felt these last few weeks - again, and although we know we need the rain in the gardens I always feel for the children who are unable to play in the sunshine during their six weeks holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For myself I have just returned from a week of glorious sunshine in the form of daily meditation, fabulous veggie food, painting, drama, poetry reading, standing round a sacred fire (albeit in the rain), clay-modelling, healing Tibetan bowls, chanting, walking and enjying the ambiance of like-minded folk on the Essene Summer Gathering. This year we met in Kent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each year we meet for about a week in the Summer. After 11 years I feel as though these are my family, my kindred spirits, and I look forward to spending time together just as much as some look forward to going home for Christmas. Although I am part of the organisation my responsibility and in put are no more and no less than each of the others. If the Essenes were alive today I wonder whether they would approve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favourite phrases is 'Love in action' and I do believe that the energy of the Essene group I belong to is absolutely that. Whether the original Essenes of biblical times 2000 years ago would have approved of the organic clay work- just for fun, or the hilarious drama group on the final evening I have no idea, but the walking meditation, the silent meal by candlelight, and the gentle healing that took place leading to amazing personal insights among the members was certainly in keeping with the teachings of love and 'brother/sisterhood' and communion with the angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next month ... off to Crete! I wonder what magical angelic moments await there?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-5026794809180940529?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/5026794809180940529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=5026794809180940529' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/5026794809180940529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/5026794809180940529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2008/08/summer-days.html' title='Summer Days'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-1701909404811260063</id><published>2008-05-30T10:42:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-05-30T10:44:39.664Z</updated><title type='text'>Magical May</title><content type='html'>Dear friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the year I love the change in all the seasons. Spring time is always favoured - probably because I happen to be an Aries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, but "Magical mystical" May, full of festivity and fullness, has nearly completed her task once again. Spreading her blossoming spring beauty over the fields and hedgerows warming the air, filling the trees with colour and fragrance by day and in the evening the May full moon giving its celebratory light to the remembrance of Ancient Wisdom, the country Pagan festival of Beltane and the birthday of Buddha. The city parks and ponds are full of new life and the feelings of renewal and growth stir in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an esoteric, spiritual level it is believed that it is at this time (May) that the energy of the Violet Flame is closer to us assisting with the transmutation of negative thought into positive energy. The ascended Master St Germaine and the Archangel Zadkiel, -the bringer of the Violet Flame - give us the opportunity of personal and spiritual growth and abundant joy... and the whole of nature celebrates by bursting forth into a colourful blaze!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you feel the need to clear away the dust and spring clean your home, your office or your mind this is the time when we usually feel inspired to clear out the old and bring in the new and fresh..... mine starts with the re-potting of tubs and hanging baskets...... a favourite May connection to Mother Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Celtic connection finds me in the Emerald Isle once again during June and I'm taking this opportunity to let you know about two workshops being lovingly organised by local ladies, a wonderful healer in Gorey and a dedicated Light worker /shopkeeper in Tullow who wishes to develop a spiritual side to her shop offering workshops in spiritual development... and angels! They would be delighted for your support. The details are listed on the events page and I hope to see you soon...&lt;br /&gt;With love and abundant blessings&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-1701909404811260063?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/1701909404811260063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=1701909404811260063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/1701909404811260063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/1701909404811260063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2008/05/magical-may.html' title='Magical May'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-3244923067683932321</id><published>2008-04-30T14:58:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-04-30T15:21:23.404Z</updated><title type='text'>Doublin the trips to Dublin!</title><content type='html'>Someone once said to me - a long time before the fears of global warming -  that if God had wanted us to fly he would have given us wings... well ... , that might seem like a statement of the obvious, but for the numbers whizzing through the sky on any given second in any one of the thousands of aircraft carrying millions of us through the clouds from any one area of the globe to another. Thousands of people are taking to the skies in droves... I cannot seem to find any flight that is not packed to the gunnels with every seat taken. The world is not only getting warmer, and smaller but busier; flights cheaper, faster, easier.&lt;br /&gt;For my part I am travelling to Ireland almost twice a month running workshops, talks, stands at events and promoting my new Home Study course. But, what about the footprint? How do I offset my growing foot!! I feel guilty but continue, and so it seems does every one else.&lt;br /&gt;I compost, I recycle, I plant trees, I give to charity, I save water, but I still fly.&lt;br /&gt;As far as I am aware, the type of work I am doing cannot be done via my astral body, in my sleep, and I just don't know the answer. Maybe I should keep rubbing my shoulder blades and see what happens... before it's too late!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-3244923067683932321?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/3244923067683932321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=3244923067683932321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/3244923067683932321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/3244923067683932321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2008/04/doublin-trips-to-dublin.html' title='Doublin the trips to Dublin!'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-4485737426890688585</id><published>2008-01-23T19:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-23T20:01:45.207Z</updated><title type='text'>Please take a moment to ponder on this</title><content type='html'>Pardon the pun in the title - unintended! But ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the deluge of rain we have been experiencing this Winter it made me reflect on the possible sadness of Mother Earth ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As human beings our blood is made up of 78% water. Those of you who have become familiar with the work of Dr Masaru Emoto and his amazing pioneering photographic evidence of the effect of sound, spoken words, music and even our intention, attitudes and thoughts that can be imbued on water, ice-crystals and therefore the human body, will perhaps already have wondered what kind of outcome all of this fear, anger and despair towards the rising water levels may have on the people in the affected towns and villages.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard someone say ' Aha, ... spilt emotion'  when a glass of water has been knocked over?  There's rather a lot of emotion sloshing around at the moment then ... makes you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-4485737426890688585?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/4485737426890688585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=4485737426890688585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/4485737426890688585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/4485737426890688585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2008/01/please-take-moment-to-ponder-on-this.html' title='Please take a moment to ponder on this'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-4549209149227377046</id><published>2008-01-10T12:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-10T13:03:17.063Z</updated><title type='text'>Angels are not just for Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Christmas has been and gone once again, and for too many it brings along the a flurry of planning,shopping, eating, drinking, spending, wrapping, rushing, feeling guilty, worrying and stressing. Instead of leaving us with a sense of awe at the wonder of the Universe, and renewing or questioning our belief in the coming of Christ some of us a left grieving, worn-out and broke!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my children were small - eons ago - I found a wonderful bright cheery poster which said 'Jesus is the reason for the season' and to my husband's horror I put it on the front door of our house, rather than a replica of Santa - or a snowman, to remind passes by why they were 'doing' all this!&lt;br /&gt;His fear? That people might think I was a 'nutter'. (More likely he was afraid of being associated with one!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough there is another amusing phrase around on magnets and car-bumpers that says 'God wants to see spiritual fruits not religious nuts' ...  and with all the fear in society at present surrounding fanaticism of all types, both political and religious, there is always a niggle that we might be condemned by our friends and neighbours if we are seen to be 'different'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, what price spiritual growth? What price authenticity and integrity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether we believe the story of the nativity or not, whether we would rather follow a path of transcendence, or whether we have found spirituality through healing with crystals, or been called by angels to serve humanity in a way that is totally unique to our own special gifts - surely this means following our inner calling and then being honest and brave enough to stand and be counted. I think that's probably what my granny meant when she said "you have to  have the strength of your own convictions" ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I firmly believe that angels do walk the streets in many forms and that the images presented to us in the build up towards the festive season of Christmas - however disguised in tinsel and glitter - are actually a reminder that whether we are aiming to self-realise, or simply to be the best we can be, then lets try to be honest, generous of spirit, helpful and kind throughout the year and not just because of the social implications of gift giving at Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love and angel blessings for a wonderful, meaningful, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-4549209149227377046?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/4549209149227377046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=4549209149227377046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/4549209149227377046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/4549209149227377046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2008/01/angels-are-not-just-for-christmas.html' title='Angels are not just for Christmas'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-8341932404682664981</id><published>2007-10-05T12:16:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-10-05T12:16:33.888Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-8341932404682664981?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/8341932404682664981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=8341932404682664981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/8341932404682664981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/8341932404682664981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-3064121281981989127</id><published>2007-10-05T11:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-05T13:25:55.452Z</updated><title type='text'>Energy is everything!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Energy, ... and time; the two things in life we have we have immeasurable quantities of when we are young, and which seem to diminish ever more rapidly as we age. Age, ... now there's another issue ! or Blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word energy is often used as a euphemism for a feeling about someone, something, or somewhere that makes us feel different in a way that cannot be explained. We sense an atmosphere or quality, psychically or spiritually which we find difficult to put into accurate words. A warm, friendly and open personality will often be described as having 'a lovely energy', similarly, a place or room we enter that feels cold and unpleasant may be said to have a 'bad energy'. But what are we feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone understands our way of thinking we sometimes refer to them as being on our 'wavelength', or that they 'give off good vibes'. What are we describing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are experiencing a heightened awareness. Your senses are picking up the vibration of the energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything starts from awareness (which shapes your thoughts), the act of being aware then generates energy, which:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· Can be felt&lt;br /&gt;· Can be changed before it affects the physical body&lt;br /&gt;· Through our thoughts about our experience, creates our reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Energy follows thought&lt;/em&gt;, thought creates action, and scary though it might seem, everything that happens in your life, and within your body, starts within your own thought flow – your consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is who you are, how you experience your ‘being’. Your experience of ‘being’ is energy which is not just in your brain, it is in every cell of your body. How you communicate with your body through your consciousness affects every organ and every tissue. Your state of consciousness affects your mental, emotional and physical health. Furthermore, it affects how you work, play, communicate and also your relationship with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts determine how energised or motivated you approach life. Even more wonderful is that we are all doing this together. We are co-creating our reality. Right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do we mean by &lt;em&gt;energy&lt;/em&gt;? What does it feel like to be energised?&lt;br /&gt;In addition to the revelations of Quantum Physics, energy is in a more general sense a metaphor for the many different fields of human interaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ancient, eastern and modern sources refer to the existence of energies variously called Chi, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Prana&lt;/span&gt; or Life Force. This force is associated not only with consciousness but with all living matter. The belief in this energy is the basis for ancient medicinal techniques such as acupuncture and energy healing such as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Reiki&lt;/span&gt;, as well as popular exercise practices found in all forms of Yoga where you are taught to breathe the&lt;em&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;prana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tai&lt;/span&gt;-Chi where you learn to be consciously aware of raising your &lt;em&gt;chi .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consciousness and the energetic qualities of a spiritual nature are often referred to as ‘subtle energy’. This is not perceived, or picked up, by the usual physical senses, but psychically. This type of energy is not necessarily easily experienced by everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you decide what to believe, what to accept or reject throughout life, some decisions leave you with residual stresses which affects your body. We already know that stress affects our health. The interesting issue is which stress affects which part of our body. (For example stress associated with type “A” behaviour patterns has been linked scientifically to heart disease.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you are able to cope with stress, your mental attitudes and how your consciousness is communicated throughout the body will, needless to say, affect you in the moment, but also have a lasting affect on your future health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your choice in every given moment is whether you act on negative thought, or positive energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is power in turning round negative statements and using them as affirmations, thus transmuting the negative thought into positive energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The power to manage how you experience life is in your hands. The same challenges that cause stress also demotivate, if you allow them to. Examples of negatives which can be turned around could be :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being out of control è YOU are in charge of your life.&lt;br /&gt;Aiming too high è Be realistic&lt;br /&gt;Rigid routines è Be prepared to moderate&lt;br /&gt;Not thinking through è Plan logistics in advance&lt;br /&gt;Over commitment è Don’t make promises you cannot keep&lt;br /&gt;Inertia! è The most damaging is NOT to be prepared to make the effort to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many life-coaches and spiritual teachers will instruct you on how to write affirmations. Basically we are again transmuting negative thought into positive energy. Amazingly, by creating an affirmation about a previously held negative idea, and then repeating it as often as you can (aloud), your brain begins to hear only the positive outcome. Gradually the more you practice the procedure and believe it, the more you begin to create your own positive reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we have lived our lives with certain -albeit negative values - personal change can often seem scary, and challenging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ofcourse&lt;/span&gt;, it takes time... and lots of energy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask the angels to help you, here's one of my favourite quotations printed on the back of my calling card...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come to the edge", life said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are afraid", they said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come to the edge", life said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They came... it pushed them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they flew.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Guillaume Appolinaire, 1870-1918)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wishing you Angel Blessings,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chrissie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-3064121281981989127?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/3064121281981989127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=3064121281981989127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/3064121281981989127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/3064121281981989127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2007/10/energy-is-everything.html' title='Energy is everything!'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-7525794528517135823</id><published>2007-09-01T19:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-09-01T19:39:04.267Z</updated><title type='text'>Back to Belfast</title><content type='html'>Where has the year gone? September already!&lt;br /&gt;In less than two weeks I shall be back in Belfast seeing friends and giving talks and workshops arranged by Graham and his staff at the Solstice shops in Coleraine and Holywood. I am counting the days.&lt;br /&gt;There is something very special about Ireland for me, perhaps its the friendliness and openness I experience there; or a connection to the Celtic spirituality ever present in those I meet. Talking about angels is easy in Ireland.&lt;br /&gt;Last year during the six month Angel Workshop Facilitators Course I taught there I grew to know the lovely brother and sister team Ciaran and Geralyn well. The group of 12 women enjoyed a group dymension that enabled huge growth and the experience of some wonderful and amazing angelic visions and insights. I became close friends with Maggie and her family who now co-organise most of my workshops and almost all of the one-to-one sessions in the Belfast area, and I feel truly blessed that I have drawn these loving souls into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I look back to March of this year, and a superb St Patrick's weekend with a difference at the Drumalis retreat centre in Larne. Twenty six of us, meditated with the angel energies, exercised, shared experiences of openness, gave and received angelic messages and healing, partied and parted with a determination that this should be a regular  weekend angel residential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In April I presented a larger workshop in Dublin, hosted by Mairead of the Angel shop in Dun Laoghaire, and again enjoyed a magical experience. This coming October as a guest speaker at the Awaken to the Divine Feminine Conference organised by Finbarr Ross I shall be flying to the Emerald Isle once again. With so many sites of mystical wonder I clearly have so much to learn there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from the beautiful Pocket Celtic Prayers compiled by Martin Wallace Here's an Irish Blessing to leave you with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the road rise to meet you&lt;br /&gt;May the wind be always at your back&lt;br /&gt;May the sun shine warm upon your face&lt;br /&gt;The rain fall soft upon your fields&lt;br /&gt;And until we meet again&lt;br /&gt;May God hold you&lt;br /&gt;In the hollow of his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-7525794528517135823?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/7525794528517135823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=7525794528517135823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/7525794528517135823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/7525794528517135823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-to-belfast.html' title='Back to Belfast'/><author><name>Chrissie Astell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05905742058734875616</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcO9yeKtN9U/Tx1XpufPZPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/D9HU06GJu30/s220/ChrissieAstell2010_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1494877299818082371.post-3407869890303574522</id><published>2007-02-27T18:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-27T18:42:50.500Z</updated><title type='text'>Welcome</title><content type='html'>AngelLight is here to inspire your thoughts, nourish your being, warm your heart and ignite the spark of Angel within you. To remind you that you are never alone. There is always an Angel by your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angels don't have to prove themselves......they just ARE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travelling around the UK for the last few years, Chrissie Astell has brought the message of angelic love and healing to thousands, and has taught successful courses on the many varied aspects of spirituality in today's world. She has written several books and recorded guided meditations with composers Llewelyn and Mark Hughes, as well as appearing on BBC's Kilroy "I believe in Angels", ITV's Christmas special "Angels are Everywhere", BBC's Everyman documentary on Angels and as a guest speaker on several local BBC chat shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie sees clients on a one-to-one basis offering Spiritual Development Facilitation helping people to find their way through the confusion of spiritual beliefs available, and is training others to become Angel Workshop facilitators&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1494877299818082371-3407869890303574522?l=angelslighttheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/feeds/3407869890303574522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1494877299818082371&amp;postID=3407869890303574522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/3407869890303574522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1494877299818082371/posts/default/3407869890303574522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelslighttheway.blogspot.com/2007/02/welcome.html' title='Welcome'/><author><name>Chrissie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11084052059419347612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
