Receive Their Messages: Enlightened Series

by T M Orecchia

Overview

Have you ever wondered what life is all about? Have you ever wondered why you are here? Have you ever said to yourself, Is this all there is in life? Why am I here? What role do I play in the universe?

Receive Their Messages contains twelve different stories addressing the events that souls will experience on the earth plane. These events are specific for each soul for their soul development process. The soul may want to experience a physical or mental disability or illness or help as many people as possible in its lifetime on earth.

The twelve stories were channeled to the author by different angels. The angels introduce themselves in the beginning of each story, describe a souls life plan and the importance and reason for that souls plan.

Product Details

ISBN-13:	9781504340083
Publisher:	Balboa Press
Publication date:	09/25/2015
Sold by:	Barnes & Noble
Format:	eBook
Pages:	208
File size:	973 KB

About the Author

Theresa Marie Orecchia was widowed at twenty-five and worked to reclaim her life by turning to the angels for guidance.

She graduated from the University of Delaware, West Virginia University, and Midwestern University Chicago College of Pharmacy.

Having recently retired from the pharmacy profession, she now lives in Wilmington, Delaware, and Jensen Beach, Florida, with her husband, Michael. She has three beautiful stepchildren and five grandchildren.

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Receive Their Messages

Enlightened Series

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By T M Orecchia

Balboa Press

Copyright © 2015 T M Orecchia
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-5043-4007-6

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CHAPTER 1

Kadziel

My name is Kadziel and I am with the angels of God. I want everyone to know there is a tremendous amount of love pouring down on the earth realm. However, many times God's love is returned unopened. This is so very, very sad. But many humans would say they are very, very sad also because of their life on earth. They are not happy; they seem to be on automatic pilot. Get up, go to work, meet friends, come home, watch TV and go to bed. They are in a rut, they would say. Their eyes are not open to the beauty of the world around them. What beauty, they would say. They are in a big city that is busy, dirty, crowded, and with lots of crime. Beauty is not there. And you might be saying to yourself that you do not identify with that description. You live in a small town, which is a little busy, and you have lots of friends. You see the trees change color in the fall and the flowers bloom in the spring. You say you believe you are happy. But I must report that love has been returned to us from both places.

Where there is happiness in the heart, there is God. Examine all that God has given you, all your talents, and your friends and family. Why, then, are you unhappy? If you believe your life is in a rut, talk to us about it if you want to escape your perceived rut. Some humans do not want to change. It takes energy and they are not willing to put forth that energy. They return God's love unopened to us. Many humans believe that if they make a specific request, a miracle will occur. And when it doesn't happen their way, they lose interest in us. A miracle will occur but often not in the way it is perceived it should be. When we angels receive a request for help, we respond immediately. We will send thoughts to the individual on when to leave a job or search for a transfer, or how to get out of a bad relationship. Being in a rut, many times, means that one is walking down the wrong path in life. When we receive the cry for help, we work feverishly to guide that individual to his written path.

Let me tell you the stories of two of my recent charges on the earth plane. The first is a lawyer who lived in a very large city and the second is of a young female artist who lived in a small town by the ocean.

The young man, who lived in the city, was very happy when he first arrived primarily because he left a small farming community. He thought that by moving away from the small town and moving to the big city that he had successfully escaped what he perceived as small town thinking. In the big city, he was now exposed to a broader base of thinking and opinions relative to both national and international events. He secured a prominent position in a well-established law firm and thought he was on top of the world. He couldn't wait until he returned home to boast of his monetary success and newfound worldly knowledge. He worked very hard for many months to learn the nuances of his position ... the people in high positions that he should get close to, who to avoid, and above all how to play office politics. Without realizing his own time commitment to his position, the young lawyer was spending twelve to fourteen hours a day in this position. He did this for several years becoming totally wrapped up in the company. His weekends always included politicking with high-level lawyers and clients. With everything going on in his life, he never once asked us angels for any help or guidance. He was so busy working to succeed in life that he forgot what life was truly about. When he finally found time to go home, he dearly wanted to tell his family and friends all that he had learned in the big city and how successful he was. But the only thing he did was crash in his old bed in the family home and sleep for two days. His parents and siblings kept looking in on him to make sure he was okay. His mother cooked his favorite dinner and memories of past happiness filled him with every bite. His mother could see the sadness in his eyes and asked her son if he was truly happy with his success. He immediately shook his head yes, but lowered his eyes. She knew that he was not. She reminded him that when he was a child how he would look at the twinkling stars and say they were the angels winking at him. She asked if he looked at the stars in the big city. He said the city lights obscured the stars but he really wanted to say that he was usually too busy working. She reminded him that even though he could not see the stars very clearly, he could still talk to the angels. She asked if he remembered all the prayers he sent to the angels when he was a child. He said yes and now there was a twinkle in his eyes. He was starting to remember. He remembered as a child he always talked to his angels, in school, on the baseball field, and during a school test. Yes, he remembered the good feeling of having the angels with him back then. When did you grow away from the angels, his mother asked? He responded that he did not know, probably in college or the big city. He said he just didn't have time for them right now. His mother said that he needed the angels now more than he ever did before. Look at your life she told him, you just about exist. I bet you don't even know one of your neighbors. I don't have time, he exclaimed. Make time, she said. Your life is in a rut. Talk to the angels, they will tell you how to be successful and happy. You need to open up to them and you need to do it now.

The young lawyer thought about this conversation on his drive back to the city. His mother said look for the beauty where you live. He thought, there is no beauty; only dirty sidewalks, noisy streets, noisy kids, and panhandlers. No, there is no beauty where I live in the city.

The young man resumed his frantic lifestyle and then about three weeks later I heard him calling me. You see, I am his guardian angel. I was so happy to hear him calling me again. He told me he was in trouble, that he had seen some documents in the law firm that would incriminate three leading lawyers and possibly cause the large law firm to close. What should I do, the young lawyer asked as he glanced upward. I did not answer immediately, allowing the young lawyer time to regroup. He needed to grasp the entire picture of what he read, who was involved, and the part he must play in this scenario. He had to realize this could be the end of his successful career. And if he kept quiet, he would be a part of their dishonest scheme.

He walked home to his apartment that night and unconsciously looked up at the sky. He was surprised to see the stars. They were bright and twinkling just as he remembered as a child. Are you there, he whispered? Yes, yes, I am here. I have been waiting for you for a long time, I answered. I turned up the lights on the stars he was looking at. He noticed they seemed to get brighter. I believe you are here with me, he said aloud, continuing to stare at the twinkling stars. I then moved a star across the sky a little slower than usual to make sure it caught his eye. YES, he exclaimed! You truly are here. I was so happy to be back in touch with him that I was shouting to the angels in heaven. He's back, he's back, I shouted. The angels were elated for me. The young lawyer started talking about the troubling situation at his law firm. He was visibly upset as he poured his heart out to me. He kept saying over and over that I had helped him so many times in the past, and he hoped he would hear me again. He said he knew he had to make a decision by the end of the week since time was of the essence in stopping their illegal practices. He told me he was turning it all over to me to sort out and he welcomed my direction. He asked that I speak clearly so he wouldn't misinterpret my directions. He said he was very sad about this dilemma because he knew he would probably lose his job. With that all said, and with a very sad heart, he looked at the twinkling stars again. I wanted to reassure him I truly heard every word he said so I sent another star across the sky and sent him a feather that floated to his feet. He picked it up and whispered thank you.

I knew I had to come down to him for this situation. He usually worked late on Wednesday nights and would eat at a local pub. There were not many people there at this time of night so it would be easy to talk. I let him finish his dinner when I sauntered over to his table and asked if I could join him. He looked up, puzzled, and said sure, why not? I told him he looked very troubled and asked if he just wanted to talk. He looked at me like I was crazy. He said he had a lot on his mind but was not at liberty to discuss it. I looked him in the eyes and told him that nothing on earth could be that bad to make him look and feel so sad. He looked directly back at me, commented I had very kind eyes, and said yes, there truly are some very bad things happening around him. I changed my approach to small talk to try to calm him down. After he finally relaxed, I told him that humans come to earth with special assignments to complete before they return to the other side. He really thought I was crazy with that statement but he didn't back away. I continued on, saying he was probably confronting one of those assignments right now. He lowered his eyes and said softly 'I believe that I am'. I told him he could ignore the problem at work completely and pretend he didn't know anything and continue on with his busy life climbing the corporate lawyer ladder. He would probably be very successful and famous someday. But his knowledge of this corruption with his associates would always haunt him, especially as he saw other lives being destroyed. Yes, I repeated, this is probably a special assignment written in your life plan. You may or may not have the chance to complete this assignment in this lifetime if you choose not to act at this time. Remember, the tasks you established before you incarnated are all meant to further develop your soul to bring you closer to God. I stood to leave and the young man looked up sadly and said thanks. I told him if he wanted to talk again to just ask for Kadziel. As he got up to leave, the young lawyer noticed a feather resting on his shoe and knew he was talking to an angel.

I was now back in his life bringing him messages of God's love. He listened carefully to my message in the pub that night and exposed the fraudulent law firm. The other lawyers were proud that he stood up and exposed the illegal activities of the firm to the world. He gained strength and confidence from this life assignment. The remaining lawyers stayed together and opened their own law firm. The young lawyer was now thriving in an honest law business despite his earlier fears of being disgraced and unemployed.

He was now seeing God everywhere in the busy city. He smiled at everyone as he weaved his way through the crowded streets, noticing little pots of flowers outside many shops. Even the panhandlers didn't look so bad any more. He smiled at them and told them to talk to their angels. I was elated. Everyone over here was celebrating. We were able to help another soul experience God's messages; the messages of love that we bring to everyone. So, you see, life on the earth plane does not have to be difficult. Sure, you may have some tough times but with our help, you can achieve success in completing all of your earthly assignments.

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Let me continue on about God's messages being returned unopened. When these messages of love are returned to us, we angels examine the reasons very carefully. Did we not speak loud enough, did we not send enough signs, what more could we have done to deliver our messages? I had a beautiful young woman whom I was directed to help through some very difficult tasks. She had several assignments to confront because she wanted to advance her soul as much and as fast as possible. She truly loved God and believed, with our help, she would be able to succeed in all her tasks.

She lived by the ocean and loved walking on the beach, talking to us and sharing all her recent experiences. She had successfully completed several of her predestined tasks. She remained in constant contact with us, knowing how we helped her traverse those paths. As we watched over her, we suddenly saw her life slowing down. She wasn't as cheerful as usual. She stopped communicating with us. She was going down a different path. I stayed by her side day and night whispering messages to her constantly. Nothing. She always heard me before. I sent her numerical signs, which I knew she could read immediately. Nothing. I sent her songs, feathers, and billboard messages. Nothing. What has happened? Why has she closed her heart to God? I needed to investigate more closely because this sudden change doesn't happen overnight. Something or someone was influencing her and moving her away from God.

I met her while walking on the beach. I approached from behind and said hello but she did not respond. I started to walk with her. She looked up and was startled that I was walking by her side. She looked very tired and disheveled and grumbled to leave her alone. Of course, I stayed with her. I mentioned that she used to love walking by the ocean and talking to the angels. What has happened, why did you change? Being slightly inebriated, she mumbled that God didn't like her any more. WHAT? How do you know that, I asked? Because I used to talk to Him and His angels all the time and I always received help and information when I needed it. Then I started to get sick. It got worse and worse with no one knowing what I had. I talked to the angels all the time but got nothing from them. Are you sure, I asked? Yes, I'm sure, she answered. Well, how about the time the angels sent you the article about early detection of breast cancer? That was just a flyer, she answered, and that was put on the front windows of all the cars in the parking lot. Maybe the angels were sending messages to a lot of other people who needed to be checked, I said. Why did you dismiss the breast cancer seminar that was held where you worked? The angels sent you that email information also. I didn't have time, she said, and besides I was in good health. There was no reason to sit through a seminar and become totally paranoid about the disease. Well, you know, knowledge about any disease is your first line of defense. So, you turned away from God because you have breast cancer, I asked? Yes, she said, wouldn't you? No, I think God would be my mainstay the moment I got the news. Hah, she exclaimed, easy for you to say, you are well and I am not.

We continued walking together for several more miles, bantering all the way. She would not give up the idea that God had deserted her. She believed that if God loved her and sent the angels to her, she would have a perfect life. I liked working with the angels, I really did, she said. I had fun interpreting their messages. But no more, I know now they are around me only in the good times. It's easier to see them when everything is lollipops and roses. No, she said, I guess I have to go through this alone. I asked her to look at it from another angle. Why do you think you developed cancer? There is no reason, she responded. I have lived a good, upstanding life, no drugs, no smoking, good relationships, and a successful career. I believe that I have been abandoned. Did you ever think about what you might learn from this experience, I asked? No, what is there to learn, how to tolerate pain, what scarves to wear for a baldhead, or how to graciously vomit my guts out? How can these be lessons, they are just different forms of torture. That's not very earth shattering to me, she said. And then there is the possibility that I will die just when my hair comes back. Or you may not, I quipped. Look at your life, I said, and all the experiences you have had and how much you have grown in your life and how you grew closer to God. Your world was opening to God and the angels and now everything is shut down. Please don't close your heart to God. You were given this task for a purpose, look beyond the physical, and look at the spiritual, look at the development of your soul. What you are saying is very heavy, she responded. I'm not sure I buy into it. I need time, but I don't believe your thinking will make its way into my persona. It is just too farfetched to wrap my head around. She said she was tired so we returned to her beach house. I told her that I would always be with her and to call me anytime. She asked for my phone number, but I told her to just say my name, Kadziel, and I would come. She just stared at me and turned to go into her house.

(Continues...)

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Table of Contents

Contents

Acknowledgements, vii,
Dedication, ix,
Introduction, xi,
Kadziel, 1,
Malyon, 15,
Aryane and Phebiones, 31,
Phebius, 39,
Rashiel, 51,
Donyerne, 65,
Schientelle, 87,
Donriale, 101,
Arientelle, 119,
Chamuel, 147,
Marticuse, 161,
Ahntario, 179,