Tues Jul 27, 2021; Case Note No. 11
Oh my goodness! My head still hasn’t stopped spinning, from all those pirouettes performed by my friends participating in Olympic Dressage tests! On Friday, July 23, 2021, the Sun moved into the constellation of Leo, and lined up with the bright star Sirius. On that day, simultaneously, Planet Earth experienced: the official opening of the Tokyo 2020 Olympic Games (no, that number is not a typo), the official opening of the celestial Lion’s Gate, and the first opening of a flower on one of the many sunflower plants growing in my patient Margaret’s south-facing garden. I am so pumped by the powerful incoming energies and this plethora of synchronicities that I nearly forgot to start my blog with my usual salutation. So I will say it now. Hello again, it’s me, Ms. AAngyl. Your friendly blogging unicorn. In the eight days since my last report, much has transpired on Planet Earth, and on Shore Road. My patient is making good progress, and in today’s Case Note, I have exciting news to share, from the world of plants and equines.
But first, since you have enrolled in this course, of course, of course, we need to cover some new material. And today we will talk a little history, and “front porch philosophers’ stone.” Starting in the first few centuries CE, scientist/philosophers known as alchemists conducted experiments, in ancient China, India, the Muslim world, and Greco-Roman Egypt. In Europe in the 12th century, medieval Islamic works on science were translated into Latin, and the earlier writings of the Greek philosopher Aristotle were rediscovered, giving birth to a flourishing tradition of Latin alchemy during the late middle ages. (This tradition of alchemy later played a significant role in the development of early modern science, particularly in the fields of chemistry and medicine.)
Back in the day, the purpose of the ultimate alchemical experimentation known as "Great Work" was to perfect the human body and soul, by means of discovering what was termed the philosophers’ stone. That was an understandable goal, given the living conditions at the time, and the several useful properties attributed to this mythical substance. To wit, philosophers’ stone was believed to be capable of turning base metals into gold, and common crystals into gem stones and diamonds. The stone was also useful for healing any and all ailments, and if ingested, was said to be capable of promoting rejuvenation, longevity, and even immortality. Clearly, this much-sought-after stone could cover a lot of bases, so to speak. Its symbol, written in a type of secret code used by alchemists, represented perfection, enlightenment, and heavenly bliss.
You might be wondering why I am telling you about this in the year 2021. It turns out that far from being forgotten or discarded, the lofty ideals of the alchemists of old are being actively pursued on a grand scale today, by modern philosophers, doers and dreamers. But these days, without the need to first create a mythical stone or substance. So that’s a giant half pass forward! Presently, all over the world, spiritually-awakened humans, in groups or singly, are “great working” on their own modern dream projects, aimed at bringing Heaven to Earth. Their goal, through focused meditation, prayer, and other means, is to bring in and anchor, or “ground,” Divine, enlightened energy, or spirit, and to tangibly bless living beings and objects in the material world (including the Earth itself), with this sacred, healing energy.
The intended outcome of present-day alchemical works being performed for the greater good of humanity by spiritually-awakened souls, is to raise the level of the collective consciousness to an extent sufficient for the great majority of the Earth's human population (goal: six billion people, or more) to awaken to a remembrance of their own Divine origins by the year 2032. And once awakened, to conduct their lives accordingly, regardless of how they carried on prior to awakening LOL! The greatest alchemical experiment ever conducted on Planet Earth has been actively ongoing since 2012, and is referred to as the Ascension, or the Shift. You should be aware that Gaia, your beloved home planet, is undergoing a Divinely-mandated promotion, from dense third-dimensional reality (where the misguided will of human egos reigns rampant and does much harm), to a heart-based fifth-dimensional reality (in which all beings live in peace and harmony with the planet, and all creations are designed to support the greater good of all). The hope of the planners of the Ascension project is that as many humans as possible will spiritually awaken to this knowledge and get on board by the deadline, thereby allowing their souls the opportunity, while still associated with their human bodies, to partake of the wondrous lifestyle that awaits humanity in the ascended, fifth-dimensional New Earth.
Phrased in this way, modern alchemical work may sound too technical and complicated for the average person to grasp, let alone practice, or even aspire to. But really, it's not. It is entirely possible for any willing individual to participate in the Ascension project, once they are given the right information, and simple instructions to follow. And that, my friends, is the key. Are you aware that since the fall of Atlantis, historical knowledge related to this subject matter has been deliberately withheld from the masses, for millennia? That was done in order to keep the people of Earth in a permanent state of ignorance, fear, and powerlessness, and therefore easily controllable. Fortunately, those days are finally over, and more and more people are feeling an urgent desire to break free, and regain their God-given personal sovereignty and spiritual powers.
For many years, my patient Margaret has been attracted to the goals of the Ascension project, and is passionate about seeing them realized in her lifetime. As her personal spirit guide and one of her teachers in this project, I have assigned readings for her to do. It is important background for her mission to know that the highest collective spiritual frequencies and technical achievements ever known on Planet Earth were experienced by populations who incarnated from all over the Universe and lived in human bodies during the Golden Age of Atlantis, over 10,000 years ago. To begin to produce Heaven on Earth today, clearly it pays to know how things were done back then, and to build from there, capitalizing on the earlier achievements. For there's no sense in reinventing the wheel! Fortunately, in 2005, an informative little treatise with the title Discover Atlantis was published in England, by Diana Cooper and Shaaron Hutton.
Margaret’s assignment (and yours, should you choose to accept it) is to read this book, which is packed with a wealth of detailed information about how life was lived in those days, and to read about it with the aim of finding little pearls of wisdom contained within this book that are relevant to her/(your own) unique life circumstances, experiences, and mission/purpose for being on Earth at this time. For only through direct personal experience with Divinely-sourced spiritual teachings and energies does a person become convinced of their validity, and relevance in their own life. Margaret is doing her assigned homework, and desired outcomes are beginning to materialize in her life. As her friend and unicorn guide, I am here to share the happy news about what she is discovering, and hope that it is of interest and benefit to you, on your Divinely-guided path to personal peace and wellbeing.
Under the section about farming in the Golden days of Atlantis, Margaret learned that everyone at the time knew that the human body is in harmony with all of Nature, and that the Earth provides the correct food, at the perfect time, to support the needs of the body. This is still true today. Thus, local food in season is imbued with the perfect nutrients for the people living in that particular area. This was understood in the Golden Age; thus the concept of transporting Creator/God-given food elsewhere was inconceivable.
To bring this truth into her awareness, I managed through several intermediaries last week to introduce her to the delights of local beach peas, at the precise time when the pods were perfectly ripe and available for foraging at a beach within walking distance of her home. She and I used to enjoy walking together on this beach, and when she is there, she can feel my presence, and remember our beautiful days spent in each other's company. While we were there on the weekend, she located some ripe beach pea pods, and stuffed the pockets of her jeans with as many as they could hold. Back in her kitchen, her family had discovered that the tiny beach peas, cooked with locally gathered chanterelles, are delicious in a risotto. With the next batch, she discovered that these peas are a great addition to a typical Japanese-style curry. As a result of her experiences with harvesting wild beach peas, she now has a much deeper appreciation of the appeal and health benefits of locally grown foodstuffs, sourced either from her own garden, foraged for free from nearby sites, or offered for sale at local farmers' markets.
She has also learned from this book that Golden Age Atlanteans were excellent herbalists, as are members of many indigenous and traditional cultures today. The souls who incarnated in Atlantis at that time came in with an inherent knowledge of which plants to use to effectively treat various ailments. Not having been raised in such a culture (although her mother Muriel was a stickler for fresh, all natural foods), and having lived as an adult exclusively in large cities prior to retirement, Margaret needed some extra help in this area. So I arranged for Prunella vulgaris, a versatile healing plant, to grow in an area that I knew she would visit regularly, i.e., my final resting place in Anne's field, which is located close to my barn/house, right next door to her property on Shore Road.
On a recent visit to this site, she could not help but notice the beautiful violet-blue flowers on plants that were growing profusely among the tall grasses in the field. A quick check on a plant identification app on her phone revealed the identity of these blooming plants, and she became intrigued when she read that common names for this member of the Mint family are Heal-All and Self-Heal. Interesting!! After consulting with Ava, a herbalist/naturopath-in-training, and doing further research online for recipes, she confidently prepared an infusion made from freshly plucked flower heads and leaves of this plant. She is still investigating its potential beneficial effects on some arthritis she has in her hands and feet. But already she has discovered that healing Prunella vulgaris tea, which inter alia is rich in natural antioxidants and contains more rosmarinic acid than Rosemary itself, is the most delicious tea she has ever tasted, especially when sweetened with a touch of local honey.
Margaret did not know that healing plants could be found growing in a field, as friendly herbs-next-door! But thanks to me, she's on a roll now. After noticing me leaning over the fence and munching on wild rose leaves earlier this spring (which I did to ease my own joint pain), her next planned ingredient for a healing herbal tea is the rose hips that are now ripening nicely on these same rose bushes, which grow wild beside the driveways that border each side of her property.
That's enough about healthy and healing plants, for now. The Unicorn Kingdom is on high alert these days. We are watching with pride for the next two weeks as our friends who are incarnated on Earth as elite equine athletes proudly participate with their human friends in the Games of the XXXII Olympiad (aka Tokyo 2020 Olympics), which sport the motto, "United by Emotion."
Horses are the only athletes from the Animal Kingdom presently allowed to co-create national Olympic teams with humans and compete for medals in these games. They do so as individual horse-human pairs, or teams of these, in demanding disciplines known as Dressage, Cross Country, and Show Jumping. A triathlon requiring performance in all three sports is known as Eventing. Having been trained in Dressage while on Earth, I am glued to the action during the first week, cheering on my many friends as they perform stunning acts of balance, athleticism and beauty. Dance on, and Godspeed, Eclipse, All In, Zach, Suppenkasper, Fogoso, Elegance, En Vogue, Dream Boy, Sanceo, Heiline's Danciera, Dante Weltino Old, Buriel K.H., Everdale, Bohemian, Bella Rosa, and all the rest of you superstars! You are doing us all proud! And nice touch with all those white socks and colourful hooves!
But I do have one little suggestion for the organizers of the 2024 Olympic Games. Next time around, among the searchable list of athletes participating in the games, you really should include the names of all the horses. Just sayin' LOL.
Case Note No. 10; July 19, 2021
Hello again. It’s me, Ms. AAngyl. Can you feel it in the air? The Earth and many of its inhabitants are shifting and changing in subtle, magical ways. For others, such as in areas presently experiencing earthquakes and floods, change is even more apparent. But take heart. Nothing lasts forever, and a New Golden Age for this world is just around the corner. New and improved Mother Earth is in the process of being birthed. So I say, “Out with the old and in with the New!” because a harmonious, utopic reality lies just ahead. One in which hearts direct every choice made by minds and bodies. A time and a place where peace and joy are the norm, and everything in creation exists for the common good. Of course, of course, we still have a few kerfuffles to get through before it’s here. But working together, it’s nothing we can’t handle. Or, if double negatives aren’t your cup of tea, let us say, with enthusiasm, “We’ve got this!”
Regarding the ongoing grand shift in consciousness to a heart-based reality, some locations on Earth are a bit more advanced than others, when it comes to clearing the way for the New Earth. Cape Breton Island, in Nova Scotia, Canada, is certainly one of the forerunner destinations. This is a maritime land where the veil of amnesia is very thin, making it easier for souls to live from their hearts with all twelve chakras freely spinning, joyfully expressing their Creator/God-given natural talents and gifts. Usually they do so with a big grin on their faces. Children grow up, each one understood, accepted, appreciated, and cared for in loving, tight-knit communities, steeped in tradition, and immersed in much-celebrated local culture, music, dance, and art. In multi-generational families, nurtured by parents, grandparents, friends and friends-of-friends. And surrounded by lots of cousins to play with!
The people are wise there, always keeping an eye out for the future, ever open to new possibilities, and plans for innovative, positive community growth. It’s the kind of place where a person can serve as premier of the province, then move on to create a new culture-based university in a former convent. But is appreciated most of all for specific fiddling and step-dancing abilities LOL! A place where friendly boy/girl-next-door type guys and dolls who have toured the world as Celtic musicians often sing, play fiddle, piano, guitar and mandolin at local events, and step dance too. Sometimes while they are playing their instruments, and always with joy. And manage ice cream stands, while planning international music festivals, and running impromptu local ceilidh crawls in their spare time. An island where engineers leave their former jobs to raise young families and pursue full-time employment as teachers of music and Gaelic language. Where world-class composers live in villages by brooks, writing symphonies to the trees, and nearby opera singers from America rest their laurels, baking bread, running bed-and-breakfasts, and volunteering to lead amateur choirs, while working their day jobs at the local hardware store. Where retirees can feel young again, their flashy wheels turning heads as they travel the country roads on senior-friendly motorcycles, some with sidecars. It’s that kind of place. In fact, it’s a lot like Atlantis in the good old days of its last Golden Age, when everybody knew their purpose in life, and a great time was had by all.
Come to think of it, Cape Breton, Nova Scotia reminds me a lot of my first home on Planet Earth, this go-around. I grew up Ocala, Florida, another place where the veil is thin. Like Cape Breton, it is a location where many creative dreams are born and nurtured, especially for horses and horse people. Nineteen years ago, when I was a young girl, I was raised in a big family there, surrounded by lots of relatives. I spent my fillyhood with three friends of the same age who were purebred Arabian horses, including a pretty grey who was my first cousin of sorts. (We shared the same grandfather on the Arabian side of the family.) In those blissful days, the sky was the limit for us, and our skies were usually clear blue and sunny. Each of us had big dreams. We were cherished children, all different, but each born and raised for greatness. We had the bloodlines to pursue any number of different equestrian disciplines, and most horses I knew ended up in athletic careers (in performance, fine harness, jumping, racing, etc.).
As carefree kids, while we frolicked in the pasture watching the older horses in training, my buddies and I often talked about what we wanted to be when we grew up. I was always a bit different from the others, in that I was a Half Arab, i.e., a National Show Horse with an Arabian mother, and an American Saddlebred father who was a champion in fine harness. Unlike the personable, in-your-face Arabians, I was always a bit shy, more serious and reserved than my friends (a trait that probably came from my father's side, as many Saddlebreds were famous war horses). It was fun to grow up in the company of the light-hearted Arabians, but it was often difficult for me to get a word in edgewise!
I was trained in dressage, and in my early years I went on to win a few competitions in that discipline, in Florida and Georgia. Then, like my Saddlebred father and my Arabian grandfather before me, I arranged to retire early, to a life of observation and quiet contemplation. That’s because in truth, I always wanted to be a writer. And in order for that to happen, I had to patiently wait for the right timing in my life. By using the sensitive, intuitive side of my personality, I knew that I could immediately recognize the right person to help me with my dreams, when she finally came along. And that’s how and why I decided to become Margaret’s therapy horse, after she showed up in my world in Sarasota back in the fall of 2016, where I was giving riding lessons at Karin's farm.
Anyway, that's all water under the Rainbow Bridge now. My dream came true and I’m still livin’ it, as they say, watching with great interest from above, and providing my commentary as things continue to unfold according to the ascension plan for Planet Earth. It’s summertime in Cape Breton, that glorious time of year when the wild roses are in bloom, and freshly mowed hay is rolled into big rolls, or white marshmallows, that dot the fields. Mmm, mmm, mmm... I can just taste that first-cut hay, and delicious rose hips now!
And things are getting even better! As more and more humans get their shots, Dr. Strang and the trusting citizens he guides are beginning to feel comfortable going back to outdoor gatherings. Just in time for the great weather, things are beginning to open up on the social scene, and many happy tourists are arriving. For the first time in ages, there was live music again this past Saturday in the bridge village of Mabou, and the famous Red Shoe Pub is open. Yippee!! At long last, the green light has been given to resume outdoor singing, step dancing, fiddling, and piano playing in front of live audiences! So it is beginning to feel like normal again, back to our regularly-scheduled Heaven on Earth.
Finally, just a little heads-up, if you are into the horses... I hear tell that the powers-that-be at Inverness Raceway are considering a petition from a friend of mine, to allow bay unicorns to enter the harness races that are held there for Standardbred pacers, up to 14 years of age. I am told that the proposal has met with initial approval. All that remains is for the officials to decide how they will set the standards for handicaps, given the differences in drag coefficients created by the varying horn lengths of the competitors. Wheee!! I'm sure they'll sort it out soon, and my kind will be away at the races!! And of course we will take turns letting each other win.
Case Note No. 9; July 11, 2021
Hello again, it’s me, Ms. AAngyl. If you are still following my messages, I assume that I have piqued your interest. This is my ninth Case Note. I don’t usually post on a Sunday. But never say never LOL. (Thank you, Charles Dickens, for that great idiom, first unveiled in The Pickwick Papers. Sorry Justin B., you were not the first to popularize it.) Folks, are you now hearing the bouzouki strains of Never on Sunday LOL? I know I am. It’s a great tune, from an award-winning movie of the same name, from 1960.
Anyway, I probably need to add a disclaimer here. You may have gathered by now that you have been led to a unicorn portal, one that opens you to other worlds that are way cooler than this one on Planet Earth, at least in the year 2021. There’s a reason why you and your Soul find yourselves here. I have attracted you from the other side LOL! To wit, I am a unicorn who recently spent time incarnated on Planet Earth, serving as a therapy horse named Angel. I am able to speak my truths through Margaret, a spiritual seeker who likes to record her life experiences in writing, and illustrate her stories with pictures she takes on her cell phone. I still use her as my scribe, and now that I have returned to the angelic kingdom, my purpose is to offer you free tips and information, given from the perspective of a trustworthy ascended equine. Let me be Your Guide And Ride To The Higher Side. Catchy slogan, huh? But it’s your choice. I can lead you to this particular cool drink of water, but you know the rest... after that, what you and your soul choose to take in is entirely up to you.
Consider this Page/Portal as your personal open invitation to enroll in my free course offering, which starts today. I call it A Course In Unicorns. Of course, of course! Why didn’t I think of that (name) sooner, LOL? Where I come from, space and time are continuous. Things move very quickly up here, putting a special spin on everything. Rest assured that there are no quizzes, tutorials or make-up classes in this course, and that all of my Notes remain in the Archives. I introduce new material all the time, I don’t keep office hours, and I rarely respond to comments. I know that you are smart and motivated, and can do research on your own, if so inclined. If a term or reference I use is unfamiliar to you, be prepared to look things up, if you feel guided to do so. If you feel that particular information presented herein is important for your spiritual path or mission in life, you can generally find most everything you need, starting with a keyword search of an online encyclopedia such as Wikipedia, and sometimes by talking to Alexa. When analyzing the search results, always use common sense, and most importantly, your personal discernment ability. And watch out for phishers of men (and women, non-binaries, etc.) who are trying to sell you things. They tend to be attracted to folks who innocently reveal that they are interested in Light reading, for example by responding to a generic questionnaire on Facebook.
In these Pages, inter alia, I continue to discuss my co-creative involvement in the Earthly life of my patient/friend Margaret. She is one of the spiritually awakening forerunners, fourteen years on the path. She is a natural writer, one who does it for fun. Based on her awakening experiences, she aspires to establish a novel category of literature, known as Non-fiction Fantasy. That’s where I come in, LOL. For Shore, ours is an interesting collaboration, which is why I agreed to take on this assignment. We were together on Earth for four-and-a-half years for a very specific joint venture/mission (further described in a Divine Life Purpose section in our respective Soul Contracts). In my present capacity, I am tasked with providing Margaret with tangible examples of ways and means that I, as a unicorn working on the other side, have at my disposal, and use for her benefit in our ongoing work. For some, but certainly not all readers, it is hoped that the content of this blog will provide sufficient evidence to convince you of the veracity of my kind, and of the fact that Margaret still retains her Earthly sanity, despite appearances to the contrary. Not that she cares, in her present incarnation as a free-spirited sovereign soul in a human body, one who has always thrived on doing her own thing, and is presently getting a big kick out of collaborating with a unicorn. To each her own!
For your edification, I share my knowledge of enlightened, heart-centred ways of being, ones that are practiced elsewhere in the Universes. Come on people now… it’s high time we started living this way on Planet Earth! Sorry, I got a little loud there. And I am getting a bit in front of the bit, so to speak. From hallowed halls in the upper dimensions (i.e., fifth and higher), my job is to pass along Divine seed ideas and pearls of wisdom that can be planted and grown on Planet Earth by receptive people, for the greater good of all. By the way, in case you don’t already know it, Earth aka Gaia is one of the most beautiful planets in all of Creation. Well worth saving!
To facilitate my contribution to this joint project, of course I have permanent access to the Akashic Records, an essential tool in my line of work. I am happy to share my knowledge of how things are done on Earth during the most enlightened periods in its long history, and particularly during the Golden Age of Atlantis. Funny, you don’t hear a lot about that these days. (BTW, as she typed it, Margaret just heard that line being spoken in Jimmy Buffet’s voice. Gee, I wonder why, LOL.) But mark my words (or write this down, as they say)—A Course in Unicorns is neither a history class, nor a relaxing trail ride down shady Memory Lane. There is much to be gleaned from information that is not recorded in your history books. So listen up! Consider the shiny nuggets that you unearth along the way to be springboards to your own happier days. Let your intuition be your guide. And always remember to take the best and leave the rest. It is now time for Gaia to move on; let bygones begone! (Thank you, WD.) The plan all along has been to bring Heaven to Earth. Time’s a wastin’. So let’s get after it!
As she shares in her memoir, Meant To Be, An Awakening Journey (MTBAAJ), Margaret had years of professional experience in this lifetime as a patent attorney. With that training, she is now able to view and express certain aspects of life in those terms. From other life experiences, she is familiar with cellular and molecular biology, and alchemy. Fortunately, she is now very open LOL to much more than dry legal theory and practice, and a left-brained Newtonian worldview. Working together, she and I, along with many others, are collaborating in human-celestial teams; we are in the process of trying one more time to bring through a new invention, i.e., the Big One, the next-generation Utopia, on the beautiful planet that she calls home. In its broadest sense, the purpose (or Intention Behind the Invention LOL), is to create Heaven on Earth, this time for good. Heaven only knows we need new and improved ways of living here… now!
Vast teams of angelics and ascended beings are working behind the scenes on the current aspect of the Utopia On Earth (UOE) project, with the goal of constructing a new, ascended reality, one that is designed for the support and enjoyment of all embodied, enlightened, sovereign beings. A benevolent Divinely-guided reality is in the works, one in which every being honours, and is guided by, universally-accepted spiritual laws and practices. A reality where everyone lives and works in harmony, for the greater good and satisfaction of all. An Earthly paradise that provides abundantly for all life forms, each one joyously pursuing a Divine purpose while happily co-existing with others, in peace, harmony, mutual respect, good health, and prosperity. The Renaissance took place quite some time ago. Up here, we all feel that it’s high time to tackle this project once again. What do you think? Are you in?
Nice high-vibrating visuals there, stated with good intentions! But now, back to the current task at hand, and Earthly patent law. I bring this up because it is relevant to the present, or “instant” inventions, as they say. As Margaret used to tell her clients, in order to be patentable, an invention must meet certain legal standards, including novelty and non-obviousness. But don’t worry about those things right now. Inventions, like utopias, are generally the product of many trial-and-error experiments before they are perfected. In order for a novel and non-obvious idea to be legally deemed an invention, it is necessary to establish the date when the concept of the invention is first written down in sufficient detail for a person skilled in the art (i.e., in the particular field) to be able to make and use the invention, based on what is in the patent disclosure. Thus, a patentable invention is much more than a mere idea, wishful thought, or vague notion about what is desired or intended.
On the other hand (thanks, Randy T), a patentable invention need not be manifested (i.e., constructed, or “reduced to practice”) in the material world, ever. Indeed, many a patent has been granted on a well-described concept for an invention that was never made. In this case, within the written patent application, and any resulting patent, the section known as the Detailed Description of the Invention is written in the present tense. That’s a bit of patent law “code” for you, in case your mission requires you to read the patent literature. Basically, in Earthly patent law, if you can dream it, and can write about how to make and use it clearly enough in the present tense, you might be able to get a patent on it LOL.
This is where the requirements of the instant mission deviate substantially from Earthly patent law standards, in regard to our efforts to create the types of enlightened inventions we envision for the New Golden Age on Earth. (Not that we are interested in obtaining patents on them, at all. As enlightened beings, why in the world would we want to own legal rights that allowed us to exclude others from making and using our magnificent creations LOL? No thank you!!!) Like House, M.D., I merely use an analogy here, to see if you are still awake and following my drift. The whole point of our joint efforts, which are aimed at creating various types of illumined, utopic inventions, is indeed, to reduce them to practice, so that we can all enjoy the resulting tangible creations on Planet Earth!
For millennia, people with elevated spiritual ideals and aspirations, from all walks of life and from around the globe, have been praying, and meditating, and using their imaginations and intentions to envision their dreams, in an effort to manifest what they desire in the material world (or, at a minimum, in the hope of choosing a winning lottery ticket, or equine in a horse race). Enough with the escapism already! Spiritually advanced souls are tired of living in a dream world, setting their intentions for lofty manifestations and hoping for the best, only to find themselves repeatedly forced to settle for much less, and left to live with the mere promise of better days ahead in the Afterlife (assuming they have managed to lose enough karma on this go-around.) You all deserve so much better than that! We know that billions of people are ready and willing to experience a tangible utopia on Planet Earth, right here, right now, and right before their very eyes. Deepak Chopra and the Vedas teach that this is a very real possibility in this lifetime. So how about it? What are you waiting for?? The angels and unicorns are here to help you with that!
I admit that I can get a little carried away, especially when you get me wound up about subjects that I am passionate about, such as Utopic Living on Planet Earth, (which BTW would be a great name for a magazine). I know, I know, for those still asleep behind the veil, it is very hard to understand me, let alone trust my words. And for those who are in the process of awakening, I know it is hard to remain patient, for what feels like forever, as you champ at the bit waiting for your well-intentioned dreams to finally materialize in your reality. We see you doing your yoga, pining away for delicious rewards that are just beyond the reach of your extended fingertips, or hooves, as the case may be. Which reminds me. I miss the aromatherapy of Eastern Wood Pine shavings on the floor of my stall at Horseplay!™, and the sweet smell of Margaret's fresh-steamed hay. But take heart, beloved people of Gaia! Together we are making great progress, and the beautiful end result you so fervently desire is already written in the stars. From here on in, it's just onward and upward, as they say.
I realize that I have given you a lot to process today, especially the patent law stuff. So go and rest easy, my friends, and be sure to take a big drink of water. I will leave it at that, for now. Today is Sunday, the day of rest. So enjoy your time off. As for me, see ya! I have a yoga class to lead!
Case Note No. 8; July 9, 2021
Hello again, it’s me, Ms. AAngyl. It’s been 22 days, i.e., three Earthly weeks and a day, since I transitioned back to the Unicorn Kingdom (the other UK, LOL). Eight days have passed since I last posted (i.e., in the modern literary sense) my weekly Blog. As you may have surmised, where I come from, it’s not all corn bread and chicken. Weeks have eight days, but they tend to all run together, as cleverly alluded to in the registered name bestowed upon me in my most recent incarnation as a National Show Horse. (As you may know, my formal name in that lifetime was VJ Eightdays A Week; if you’re curious, you shall find it written in the records of the Half-Arabian Registry kept by the Arabian Horse Association.)
As agreed upon in our Soul Contract, Margaret and I continue to work together. She is the one who is still embodied, thus having the ability to co-create with me and write this down. Of course, of course, she misses having me as her beloved companion horse. But she is adjusting well to co-existing with me in my spirit form, and is discovering the many advantages of the present situation. For example, when seeking magical messages from unicorns in the past, she was limited to obtaining advice from a deck of oracle cards, or to learning about my kind from books and online offerings, such as those brought through by Diana Cooper. Now, with me as her personal unicorn guide, she can get information straight from the equine’s mouth, so to speak. Withersoever I goeth, whenever she chooses to call upon me, I am just a thoughtform or a heartbeat away, ready to give her a higher perspective on any topic of interest.
With me on her team, hitched up to the Divine inspirations she receives from multiple sources, together we continue to harness our highest hopes and dreams. She can keep calm and keep smiling as she plods along her timeline in the denser energies of the material world, while I continue to be involved in her life. As a reminder of my presence, she treasures the tiara that I wore at my going-away party, and keeps it on her desk as she writes. Its crystals sparkle brightly in the sunshine, and they are especially brilliant under the LED spotlights she was advised to install in both rooms of the house we shared (said lighting choice having been suggested by yours truly, and brought into her awareness by Kristen the Electrician).
One of my assigned tasks—as Margaret’s personal therapy horse/unicorn/animal healer from the angelic realms—is to challenge and encourage her to continue to awaken and take back her God-given spiritual powers. She, like all of awakening humanity, needs to remember who she is, and why she chose to incarnate on Earth during these particularly crazy times in the history of the planet. I now work from the other side of the Veil of Amnesia helping her to recall her mission, by inspiring and guiding her to raise her vibration and see things through my eyes. I am training her to simultaneously apply left and right brain logic to her understanding of current happenings, and to any important decision-making processes she undertakes.
A part of Margaret’s Divine Life Purpose that requires my direct assistance is her pledge to contribute to the creation of enlightened buildings in the New Golden Age. More specifically, to create buildings that are purposefully designed for the mutual comfort and enjoyment of humans and equine species, inter alia. You have probably heard that horses are gaining ever-increasing recognition as outstanding therapy animals for humans who experience challenges stemming from certain types of physical and mental conditions. However, fewer people are yet aware of the fact that equine therapeutic capability is due in part to our large and powerful heart-based energy fields, which we can synchronize at will with that of a human heart, to much beneficial effect. Ever wonder why you feel so good after you spend time with an equine LOL? It’s our little/big secret.
Naturally, as appreciation grows for their unique energetic contributions to the wellbeing of humanity, domesticated equines are experiencing rising expectations with respect to the nature and quality of their housing. Especially since they are well aware of the luxurious accommodations and privileges accorded to smaller house-trained therapy animals, such as companion cats, dogs, parrots and others! Ergo, for starters, Margaret was tasked with manifesting a prototype equine-assisted mutual housing and entertainment venue called Horseplay!™, to be built on her typically small ocean-view property. It is located on Shore Road, on magical Cape Breton Island, in the Canadian province of Nova Scotia. She was further guided to use horses with Arabian bloodlines as her therapy equine(s). Hence, I came into her life as a half-Arabian horse, a National Show Horse sired by a stunning black American Saddlebred stallion named Sultan’s Great Day. He belonged to William Shatner and was twice named World Champion Fine Harness Horse. Well, la-di-da, Daddy!
As described in Meant To Be, An Awakening Journey (hereinafter referenced by the handy acronym MTBAAJ), the creation of the little one-stall house that I shared with Margaret—which started life as a simple 12’ x 20’ shed kit and was subsequently transformed into her “she-shed by the seaside with stained glass and a stall—” was her initial attempt to fulfill the building requirement section in her Soul Contract. Of course, of course, she could never have accomplished that without the incredible talent and tireless efforts of her capable friend Johannes, who is an old world craftsman, master luthier, and all-around handyman with particular expertise in constructing baby barns.
To wit, in the summer of 2019, Johannes first erected the Outsunny tent she had ordered online (further described below), and used it as a shelter for the plethora of prefabricated building materials that was included in the shed kit. Starting in early August of that year, he systematically assembled our house from these components. By mid-September, he had completed construction of the framework, roof, and windows, and had covered the roof with tarpaper. He was assisted periodically by his friend and master carpenter Paul, and by mid-November of 2019, the two men had added a shiny metal covering over the classic gambrel roof. (See MTBAAJ, pp. 145-162.)
The following summer, after Johannes broke his leg in a motorcycling mishap in July of 2020, my human family members passed the baton to their cheerful friend, and Paul skillfully finished the interior of our new horse house. To make it warm and cozy, he installed insulation between the studs and then covered the walls and ceiling with smooth, diagonally-cut barn boards crafted from lengths of ~2 x 8 spruce. Thanks to the combined efforts of masters Johannes and Paul, everyone who visits my house today is delighted by the experience.
But wait! There’s more (to be done)! In the initial iteration of the design for Horseplay!™, the levelled arena that was created in July of 2018, and planned for use with therapy equines, was covered by the largest commercially-available tent Margaret could find. This was a 20’ x 40’ white event/party tent that she dubbed “Outsunny” after its unusual but catchy brand name. The tent sported a peaked 11’ roof and six floor-to-ceiling rectangular clear plastic windows per side, each imprinted with white lines that formed a tablet-shaped outline divided by pseudo-panes. For Shore, the white Outsunny tent looked handsome in that location by the sea! From a distance, it looked like a grand meeting hall that extended from the barn and covered the arena. Peering down from Wildflower Cottage to the glistening sea beyond, Margaret could visualize the tent coming alive as beautiful Arabian horses danced and pranced within its walls.
Alas, Outsunny’s spirit was willing, but his walls (and roof) were weak. Especially after enduring two seasons of valiant efforts to withstand the relentless ocean winds coming off of St. George’s Bay, not to mention Hurricane Dorian. After being professionally repaired and fortified in 2020 by a sailmaker in Dartmouth (who just happened to own a sailboat named Meant To Be LOL), the Outsunny tent was all set, once again, to brave the elements in the spring of 2021. However, shortly after hosting a single grand event, i.e., Johannes’ bang-up 70th birthday celebration in mid-May, the tent was taken from us by an ill wind that delivered the final blow. After that, one and all on Shore Road declared that a party tent, however elegant and grand, is no match for the increasingly capricious winds in the location.
Which leads us to Margaret’s next contractual obligation/spiritual test in the material world... i.e., to build back “Nova Scotia strong,” as they say. She is now presented with the challenge of designing and building a permanent structure to replace the attractive and well-intentioned Outsunny tent. A building that can serve its intended purpose without blocking the ocean view that people so universally cherish, whether or not they are horse lovers. It’s a tall order indeed, but together, we are up for the challenge. That will be the subject of future Case Notes, as I guide my patient every step of the way.
In the interest of complete transparency, I did give Margaret a heads-up about crystal palaces in a recent blog. So far, her Wikipedia research reveals that many of the famous CPs built in the Victorian era seem to have met an untimely demise by fire. So that’s a bit of a downer. Hence, she is seeking enlightened new ideas for our Solarena™ building project. How do you like that name, eh?
In the meantime, here’s a peek at how she is using my room/stall as a “people place” in my physical absence, while she waits for illumined concepts and building plans to materialize. And for wind of the next therapy horse with Arabian blood that is destined to appear in her life...
Case Note No. 7: July 1, 2021
Hello again. It's me, Ms. AAngyl. Many readers will know that I was most recently embodied on Planet Earth as Margaret's therapy horse, a registered half-Arab National Show Horse named VJ Eightdays A Week. Upon bonding with me back in January, 2017, Margaret changed my barn name to "Angel," whereas I was christened with the barn name "Doris," in a nod to my famous American Saddlebred father, Sultan's Great Day. Clever, isn't it? A show horse named "Doris Day" LOL!! (Please Google that name if you don't know who Doris Day is.) Granted, with bloodlines of famous performance horses on both sides of my family tree, I aspired to be an equine actress in that lifetime. But believe me, Doris is not the stage name I would have chosen for myself! Anyway, I had a great life for 19 years, and now my sweet chariot and I are in full swing again, serving as Margaret's spirit guides from the other side. When at Home, I can be found in the Unicorn Kingdom, where I have a fabulous set-up, lots of inspired company, and everything I could ever desire.
Where I come from in the higher dimensions, time and space are continuous. There the concept of time, along with many other things, is completely fluid. That being said, and considering the registered name I was given while I was an Earthly horse, you will understand why I am able to post a weekly Wednesday blog on a Thursday. Whatever--as long as it's timely. It's Wed-nes-day some-where LOL!
In Margaret's Earthly world of experiencing linear time, two weeks have passed since I crossed over the Rainbow Bridge. My purpose in continuing to write this blog is to teach her, along with others, about the great blessings that can be bestowed upon a person after a loved one crosses over. Verily, I am here to tell you that physical death is not the end, and that leaving the body does not need to be a sad affair! If continued contact with a loved one is desired, all it takes is love, a fearless, positive mind-set, and a passion to experience Divine magic in life. These are the keys to opening up the channels of communication with a loved one who has crossed over into the higher realms, where all ascended beings live in peace and joy.
Naturally, after a loved one is no longer embodied, in order for the dialogue with their spirit to continue, it is necessary to employ new methods of communication. The Unicorn Kingdom is part of the angelic realm, and we are adept at using signs, synchronicities, and spiritual gifts known as the "clairs" to communicate with loved ones present in all realities. The clairs fall into an interesting group of spiritual capabilities that comprises, inter alia, clairvoyance, clairaudience, clairsentience, and clairolfactance. As a benevolent spirit guide, I use all of these tools and more, to provide Margaret with ongoing Heavenly experiences while her soul is still with her body and she continues her Divine Life Purpose, or Mission, on Earth. As time goes by, I will continue to provide examples of my use of the clairs and other techniques to send guidance, and beautiful messages and experiences her way.
As Margaret describes in our book, Meant To Be, An Awakening Journey, for the past fourteen years, her actions on her spiritual path have been strongly guided by her awareness of Divine messages. These come to her in a variety of ways. Since my crossing, it brings her great comfort to know that I am available to communicate with her at any time. Indeed, she even feels excitement about future possibilities! To be sure, she has lost a phenomenal "heart horse" from her Earthly life, but in exchange, she has gained a unicorn guide with impressive magical powers! That's not such a bad trade, wouldn't you agree? Besides, before I left, I promised her that I would guide her to her next therapy horse(s), with Divine timing. But not until she is ready for that.
My human friend derives much information from analyzing angelic numerology. As written in her Soul Contract, our collaborative Divine Life Mission requires us to continue to work together after my transition. To leave a poignant reminder of that, I arranged for the timing of my crossing to encode an angelic numerical message that leaves no doubt of this truth in her mind. She is now aware of the higher purpose of our relationship. I joined Margaret's family on January 27, 2017, and was a part of her Earthly family for 1,602 days. The messages encoded in the 160 and the 2 tell her that God has heard and answered her prayers, and is guiding her as to what to do at all times. She is reassured that despite outward appearances, I am still with her. Everything is fine, and she has reason to be hopeful and full of faith about the current situation on Earth.
I continue to communicate with Margaret using a number of tools in the spiritual toolbox, including sending her signs, synchronicities, and angelic messages. She receives some of the information using her clairs, mainly clairaudience, clairsentience, and claircognizance. Being a unicorn, I am free of the limitations of time and space, and I can use my benevolent powers to send her some special treats. One week after I transitioned on a Thursday, I arranged for two days of fine weather, one on Friday and another on Sunday. On the Friday, she and her friend Johannes took an off-roading trip in their orange sidecar motorcycle, taking a coastal route past stunning scenery from Inverness north to Bellecôte. There they stopped for a meal at a restaurant he suggested, and I did a little tweaking of time and space, and of her gustatory receptors. In this way, I enabled her to taste fish and chips that were as indescribably delicious as the ones she remembers eating back in 1970, straight from a wrapper made of newsprint, on the banks of the River Thames in London, England.
Although he may have thought it was his idea, next I sent Johannes clairsentient guidance to take an inland route on the way home, through the Margaree River Valley on the island. I inspired him to follow a road less traveled, one that took them past vast, exquisite fields of Lupines. Unexpectedly, the plants were still in full bloom, and were growing in the unusual habitat of a swampy river bed. Wild Lupines are one of Margaret's favourite flowers in Cape Breton. She could not believe her eyes, and was so grateful for the opportunity to discover them there, and to be able to return two days later, to memorialize their breathtaking beauty in a series of photographs.
Several days later, to keep them upbeat after a challenging, rainy Tuesday spent helping Shadow the Cat, I sent them a gigantic rainbow, and centered one end of it over the orange sidecar motorcycle. It's all easy peasy for me now, ever since I started working from Home in my new teaching position. Hmm... Tragic to Magic™. Not a bad name for a racehorse.