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Update: Are Angels Helping in Japan’s Earthquake Disasters?

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Angry & worried questions I’m getting asked about angels–and Japan’s disasters:

Where are angels when terrible disasters like this strike innocent people?
If angels are real, why don’t they rescue everybody?
What good is an angel if usually nobody can see them except in photos like yours?

Answers:

Angels–with perfect focused determination–race to help as many people in disasters as possible. They are God’s most perfectly loving, empowered race. Totally selfless in their obedience to Him. Serving human well being as purely as they can with every sparkling fiber of their beings.

Fact:
Angels have no time for tears. They have no room or need for despair. They are the living essence of hope in action.

They know all people on Earth seek to fulfill their specific personal reasons for being born into this life–which includes the unfathomable reasons for why and when each of us is harmed or dies.

Angels know without asking, which souls are destined to leave Earth at this moment or that.

Whether this person is meant to die in the train wrecked or the boat swept away. Whether this child is meant to be rescued–sometimes only by divine help–or whether that beloved mother is meant to suffer the pains of her child’s grasp torn away forever by tsunami waves.

Angels know the stories of human suffering that will remain untold. They know the pains of the lonely soul that slowly dies unseen by anyone else in the building collapsed by night.

Angels also know the immense power of a pure human prayer. They know any soul crying out in any instant to God for help can perhaps pierce the encircling doom–can call to him or herself the highest help–and rescue–possible!

Yes–their prayers–and your prayers–can be that powerful instantly.

If you could see with psychic sight, you would’ve seen angelic armies amassing in Japan, telepathically inspiring all people who might listen to seek safe shelter.

You would see them guiding rescuers to outstretched hands pleading from the rubble that might otherwise be missed.

You would see them invisibly ministering to the tears of the injured. To the laments of those whose family is lost.

You would see them healing the souls of those suddenly, shockingly, dead without warning, who now pour through the portals of the Spirit World.

You would also see many ordinary human souls on the other side anxiously taking the angel’s cue to help who they can, however they can.

Here’s what the angels want you and me to understand today:
We are here on Earth to learn the angel’s work. As much as we open our hearts, we can learn from these Great Ones.

They urge us to open up to what we can do.

What can you do when you hear horrific news? Today you’re invited to learn by experience:

Rule Number One:
Listen to your heart at every opportunity.

Rule Number Two:
When you feel love stir in you for someone suffering, when you feel distress, when you feel despair & compassion burn you:

EXPRESS IT. Make that prayer–SEND that powerful beam of LOVE POWER–for Japan, for Egypt, for Libya, for Iran, for your unknown neighbor–KNOW angels & your higher self will focus your beam of supercharged good intent on exactly the right person in suffering, in the right place of calamity, upon the trembling baby in the rubble crying in their heart THIS SECOND, RIGHT NOW for an unseen rescuer….

BLESS you ALL. Bless this ONE EARTH. Bless this our ONE FAMILY.

Bless the good that you are. Why? Because you care so much.
Rev. Scott Ufford

Copyright 2011

Angels Do Exist in NYC: Photographic Proof

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What might be more convincing proof to you that angels exist in New York City:

Photos taken by a Hollywood film wizard? Or randomly taken by a technological Luddite from 270 feet in the air (the 27th floor) during his grave-yard shift lunch break (at 4AM)?

As you look at these pix, I’ll let you guess which category I fall into.

These ethereal photos were taken in April 2009. What I saw at the time was a barge anchored next to the Staten Island Ferry Terminal buildings at New York City’s southernmost tip.

But what startling reality the camera saw on the roof, I didn’t–until later:

So far, people’s responses have ranged from “Really beautiful!” to “Is that a reflection or light leak?” to “Spooky!” to “Gives me a feeling of peace.”

What do you feel?

This photo, taken 7 minutes before, from my exact same perch at the exact same angle, clearly reveals no sign of any angelic-like being or any light leaks. No reflective objects appear on the roof, which is gray and featureless except for what by day look like a couple low curved steam vents or chimneys set far apart.

Experts say a real (non-manipulated image) reveals more details, not less, when it’s zoomed in on. Case in point:

This breath-taking photo was taken of the angelic image when magnified more than 2x on my monitor. (On your computer, you can also hold down the Control-Shift keys and press the “+” button several times.) You can see the vast luminous energy field, at least 12 feet in diameter, contains five or six sections that arc out like petals from three distinct orbs or centers.

“Almost like the soul of a butterfly,” one person said.

Another commented, “Looks like a giant Mickey Mouse!” (You’d have to imagine the two smaller points of light as his ears.)

I’m sure the spirit, or the butterfly soul, or the angelic being, would be amused by that last remark. When you decide to “go public,” you’re prepared for almost anything.

One level-headed friend asked, “Why would an angel just appear on a rooftop to you, in the middle of the night?”

Good question. Maybe because they knew I’d be looking. Also, who else do you know takes photos of New York Harbor from 270 feet up, at 4:10 am? Everyone else is napping, or partying, or busy making soon-to-be-regretted-purchases from late-night TV infomercials.

One person explained away the image, saying, “But you always attract these sorts of things.”

It’s true: as a Spiritualist minister and naturally somewhat clairvoyant, I’ve seen blissful lights and startling things that others haven’t. Or maybe Western culture has been so busy making money off trying to scare us from the unknown (depicting the subconscious as a dangerous Hell-like place, etc.), fear has hypnotized us into not consciously acknowledging what everyone’s brains do sense.

Such habituated blindness might keep anyone from noticing the evidence right in front of his or her face once it’s downloaded onto their computer. Or might lead them to mutter, “That’s a mistake”–and delete it without a second thought.

Either way, my collection of unusual photos includes brilliant spirit-lights at Trinity Church on Broadway, tiny glowing orbs at Bowling Green, solemn faces ascending jellyfish-like in the air near Verrazano Bridge in Brooklyn–and the unforgettable multiple moons moving over New York City. But this blue angel picture is perhaps my favorite.

Why? Because it’s like a doorway–and a reassurance.

For if one angelic being exists, many can–and they do according to the sacred scriptures of all spiritual paths from Christianity to Hinduism, to every indigenous culture on Earth.

Trust me, any sign of angelic presence is very welcome in New York City’s rough-and-tumble environment. This indicates that an angelic kind of caring–of help available–really does exist. Not just as a happy imagined source to bring us relief from mental or emotional stress.

It suggests there really is a purpose, a mission, one or more–and a spiritual hierarchy dedicated to well being of mankind and all creatures. Not just a race or species dwelling in its own separate, unimaginably glorious world, but interacting with ours–here in ours.

It says we’re not alone. No matter where we live. And that’s good.

Angelic being, cosmic butterfly, whoever you are–thank you for showing yourself to us. Thank you for the gift of this visible proof. And thank you for loving us.

Here.

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See more genuine Photographic Proof of Angels in NYC!

Peace and happiness,
Rev. Scott Ufford

Copyright 2011

The Past Is Dead. Your Soul Is Waking Up.

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Message from Your Spiritual Teachers:

“No more time to waste.

No more hibernation time for you!

Taste the season’s change–don’t miss your chance to become more alive, for awhile, in human flesh.

You have slept in confusion for too long.

Mated with uncertainty.

Coupled with cruelty.

Made yourselves vulnerable to the lowest–but imagined this to be sympathy.

Reduced yourselves to the lowest common denominator of behavior–but justified this as submitting to your unkind “fates”.

How many cold centuries have you rattled your chains in your sleep? Sadly–angrily–tearfully waiting?

While endlessly “paying for your sins”? “Cleansing your bad karma”? Exploring the worst of the worst, for a frozen season?

But this morning feels different:

You sense fresh awakening.

That unmistakable scent of spring–awaited so long, it seemed like only a prayer– tickles your drowsy soul.

Quickens your pulse.

Alerts your mind to abandon winter’s old dreams.

It grows clear:

Your long hoped-for, long-prophesied time draws near:

That special time for you to wake up. Rise up. Scrub yourselves clean and release the last cobwebs of darkness.

What do you choose?

More subservience to the pains of the past?

So tedious.

More of your time-honored belief that you can’t wake up? Don’t deserve to wake up? Don’t know how to wake up?

So wasteful. So dull.

Please, please, release the past.

Because haven’t you completely run out of excuses?

Springtime starts to call you again. Springtime starts to sing like the first robin chirping at winter’s death.

Don’t you hear that sweet melody? Can’t you feel your bones thaw?

A special crispness fills the air. It’s the crispness of new hope.

It’s the tingle of new birth.

It’s your new possibilities.

You have only one choice before you:

Stay afraid, roll over, and pretend to sleep–though every cell in your body begs you to wake up?

Or crawl to the edge of your cave door? Rub the last sleep from your eyes? Welcome the new sunlight? Explore your new-born season?”

Fortune favors the bold.

A new springtime of happiness to you,
Rev. Scott Ufford
Copyright 2011

Do Psychic Gifts Make You More Spiritual?

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Do you think having psychic gifts makes you more spiritual?

Let’s face it:
On the one hand, plenty of saints of every religion have experienced what are called paranormal, near-miraculous or psychic gifts–yet nobody sane would claim that all psychics are saints.

Flying over the barn or the bar or the monastery will elevate your body but it wont guarantee you spiritual elevation. Turning water into wine might win the oohs and aahs of the media–and your thirstier friends–but it wont quench your spiritual thirst, or even prove your spiritual thirst.

In short, what you do for conscious gratification might not speak to your real needs.

No matter what direction you launch the arrows of your efforts, your inner intent will greatly decide what outer mark you’ll hit. Or miss.

Of course as an archer, you might not get the grand prize & mighty praise you think you seek, but you are guaranteed your emotional experience along the way.

Why is this important, you ask? After all, you seek real, measurable, worldly success. You want to smack the center of that bull’s eye! What good are fine intentions alone?

We do agree that intending to be an Olympic champion, no matter how noble your intent, wont get you far if you never pick up a bow. But you will reap the emotional result of happy daydreams along the way. Which, apparently, is what you’d really wanted–or you would have applied yourself to learning the art.

An important question, particularly for our Western culture readers:

Does your success or failure “at the end” determine the value to you “along the way”? Can you ever succeed at anything if you wont appreciate its value–and so your value–until after your moment-by-moment exploration, study, exercise, practice, trial-and-error refinement, over and over and over?

How can you be a success if you delay being that success until after you’ve succeeded or not?

Isn’t that really the intent of experiencing self restriction? Isn’t that the emotional experience of withholding your self approval and gladness at being alive? Remember, you do get the reward of emotional experience from everything you do–but does that aim really satisfy you?

Ask yourself:
What else can fulfill my strength except living my purpose?

What if your arrow–once released from your fingertips–refused to fling itself in full confidence of flight before it “knew” it would hit its mark? Why, that faithless arrow would shrivel up into a crooked stick. It’d bury its head in the ground at the soonest possible moment. Far short of any target.

But when you act with trust–that makes all the difference, doesn’t it? To set aside superficial ego chatter, just bend your bow. Focus your eyes and muscles into the distant target…

Though you might not hit the bull’s-eye you’ve been training for, you do gain benefit from your patient practice. The thrill of capably letting fly your dart. The timeless sense of inducing the birth, flight and descent of your arrow into its destined mark. Whether it’s a “hit” or a “miss”.

You are the archer.

It feels good.

The same way with any psychic powers you seek:
They feel good along the way–as long as you’re developing them with good intent.

But just as the same sharpened arrowhead can be used to kill a man in cold blood or to bring home supper to your hungry family, so your psychic powers–which are really spiritual powers awaiting recognition–can be used to harm or help.

We advise that even as the archery student meditate on the fulfillment of his or her art, so the psychic development student meditate on seeing hidden intent.

If you do glimpse a purpose in yourself that’s for less than spiritual good, for less than recognizing and honoring your own God-reflecting qualities, please set aside your psychic ambitions. No matter how well developed they are, stop to cleanse your intent through prayerful introspection.

Surround yourself with the golden Light of Christ. Ask it to uplift your mind. Let it.

It’s better to go thirsty than to drink waters stirred up with mud. Let your ego’s ambitions settle awhile. Let your inner vision clear before you take aim again.

Once you’re sure of your mark and desirous of spiritual success, bend your bow & arrow back to the psychic skies…

Once you do:
Your heart will meet its target.

Peace and blessings to you,
Rev. Scott Ufford

PS–Please let me know how I might help you reach your own bull’s-eye. I provide effective spiritual psychic counseling at relaxed rates. Thank you.

Copyright Scott Ufford 2011