Jacky Newcomb - Messages from Angels - Real signs our loved ones are looking down

Contents Cover Contents Cover Title Page Prologue Chapter 1: Signs from my Angels Chapter 2: Feathers and Other Gifts from Our Angels Chapter 3: Watching Over Us Chapter 4: Mysteries and Magic Chapter 5: Asking for Signs Chapter 6: Always Around You Coming soon from Jacky Newcomb … If you like this, why not try … Moving Memoirs eNewsletter Write for Us Copyright About the Publisher

Title Page Contents Cover Contents Cover Title Page Prologue Chapter 1: Signs from my Angels Chapter 2: Feathers and Other Gifts from Our Angels Chapter 3: Watching Over Us Chapter 4: Mysteries and Magic Chapter 5: Asking for Signs Chapter 6: Always Around You Coming soon from Jacky Newcomb … If you like this, why not try … Moving Memoirs eNewsletter Write for Us Copyright About the Publisher Title Page Prologue Chapter 1: Signs from my Angels Chapter 2: Feathers and Other Gifts from Our Angels Chapter 3: Watching Over Us Chapter 4: Mysteries and Magic Chapter 5: Asking for Signs Chapter 6: Always Around You Coming soon from Jacky Newcomb … If you like this, why not try … Moving Memoirs eNewsletter Write for Us Copyright About the Publisher

Prologue

Chapter 1: Signs from my Angels

Chapter 2: Feathers and Other Gifts from Our Angels

Chapter 3: Watching Over Us

Chapter 4: Mysteries and Magic

Chapter 5: Asking for Signs

Chapter 6: Always Around You

Coming soon from Jacky Newcomb …

If you like this, why not try …

Moving Memoirs eNewsletter

Write for Us

Copyright

About the Publisher

People have spoken of angelic encounters for millennia. They occupy the area of the light-spectrum that we don’t normally see. There are layers of hidden worlds that sometimes cross our own and just occasionally, almost magically, interact in a way we can experience.

Is life as straightforward as we imagine it? Is what we see with our physical eyes all there is to life? No, of course not. The trouble is that our human eyes can only view such a small amount of ‘what is’. So much of what is ‘out there’ we cannot see, and yet we are able to make use of these energies. Infrared, ultra-violet, X-rays, radio waves; we can’t see them but we can scientifically measure them. When I say we can’t ‘see’ them, of course there are always occasions when humans have seen and experienced that which sits outside the visible spectrum; and when we can’t see we might still be able to sense, touch and smell those spaces beyond our normal waking experience.

There have always been reports of angelic visions and contact from the spirits of the deceased; our own loving angels, reaching out from heaven to the earth side of life … We call them miracles.

I’ve been fascinated by angel experiences for as long as I can remember. My own experiences and those of my readers have now filled many volumes. I love the way these magical encounters interact with our own everyday lives, appearing as they do in the most unexpected and often unexplained ways. I began writing my angel-experiences books after doing research to explain the mysterious phenomenon that had been part of my own life. Crossing several generations, we seemed open to the phenomena. My grandmother had psychic encounters, both my mum and dad and now my sisters, daughters, nieces and nephews and even my granddaughter have been witness to spiritual encounters. As time went on we would share our visitations from long-dead relatives or mini miracle-like angelic interactions.

I realised that just as we were comforted by sharing these personal afterlife encounters, others might benefit from hearing about them too. The more stories I shared the more readers responded by confiding their own supernatural interactions. As well as being comforting they were surely enlightening; they bring wonder and a sort of realisation that enchantment is all around. Our whole existence contains concealed aspects that we only rarely get to glimpse. Some things that happen in life appear predestined or pre-planned, others almost appear as lessons we have to work our way through, and it’s at these times that contact from the other side seems stronger.

Sometimes these encounters are subtle, but other times their complexity and genius is mind-blowing. When I publish a story, I usually find another very similar encounter to print right alongside it. Sometimes there are so many stories in my files it is difficult to know which to opt for and which to leave behind. I must confide that for every story I select I have probably rejected another ten that were perfectly viable but were just a little too similar. That in itself is amazing. So many unrelated people all over the world receiving signs from their angels!

While we may encounter one or two of these experiences within a lifetime, they are common when spread among the whole population. We all have those ‘What happened there?’ moments or our ‘How did that happen?’ or ‘Did that just happen?’ times! These are the experiences that I have chosen for you here.

Let’s explore a little …

I remember when my stepdad, Brian, was eighty-nine and in hospital with a kidney infection. The infection made him muddled and confused where normally he was very lucid and aware. One day when Mum went in to visit he told her about the man in the bed opposite him. The strange tale went something like this: ‘… and his visitors had squirrels on leads!’ Huh? Squirrels on leads? Yes, he was very muddled indeed! My mum explained carefully and kindly, ‘No, Brian, the medicine is muddling you up. Think about it. Why would squirrels be allowed in a hospital?’ To him the encounter was very real. Was it a hallucination or something else?

On the next visit he was still mixed up. ‘The fire alarms went off in the hospital and we were all evacuated!’ he explained excitedly. In his confused state he ‘recalled’ the entire episode. ‘Me and the man opposite, we climbed out of a window and got a taxi!’ Yet here was a seriously ill man who’d spent the last couple of years in a wheelchair. He couldn’t walk, but in his mind he’d managed to find the money for a taxi in his pyjama pocket and made his escape by climbing out of a window. He explained it in great detail, but it hadn’t happened, of course. It was confusion due to the infection. I’d like to add an extra note here: people who are close to death often have out-of-body experiences (and sometimes people have them for no apparent reason, so don’t get worried if you have had them too). Maybe it was possible that Brian had left the hospital – but it wasn’t in his physical body.

Our lovely man recovered, but not for long. Shortly after the following New Year, now aged ninety, he was rushed into hospital again. Mum called me in the middle of the night and my husband and I jumped in the car, collected Mum and followed the ambulance to the hospital. This time we were told he was dying and Mum and I sat on each side of the bed holding his hand. It was very peaceful; his breathing just became shallower.

Within an hour I could see the outline of a woman standing at the end of the bed. Although I’m not normally clairvoyant in this way it was clear to me that his first wife had come to collect him and take him ‘home’. Despite my own grief I was pleased for him. Then about two hours later he was moved to a side ward. I was stunned to see a bright white shape appear over the top of the privacy curtain – it floated right over the top of the bed. Was it an angel? I know that it was.

As if that wasn’t enough, we were stunned at what happened next. In the early hours of the morning the hospital fire alarms started blaring out – this time for real. The nurse who’d been hovering close by rushed off to check but within five minutes she was back. I believe the fire brigade were normally called automatically in these cases – a dramatic backdrop to our grief – but nothing had been found to be wrong. The nurse muttered something about ‘burnt toast’ and that was that. We knew differently. Was it a coincidence? If you like! But to us it seemed to show that Brian was still lucid and his spirit still around as he slipped slowly from his body. Passing away to the sound of the fire alarms seemed like a final trumpet; something fitting and regal, or maybe just something very silly to make us laugh at a very sad time! On the last occasion he’d imagined the fire alarms, yet this time it had really happened. It was one of those weird coincidences that surround such events.