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Ghosts Among Us - James Van Praagh [32]

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says people have what they create. Maxine says that she and Amy forge ahead because they are dedicated to their students.”

“Yes, I know that’s what they’re like,” Willie responded. “Actually, both of them won awards from the county for their teaching.” Willie paused. “Besides teaching, what else are they doing there?”

“Max says that they are involved with children who pass over to the spirit world and have no mother to guide them. In a way, they are foster mothers. They are helping kids who need their influence the most, and they work along with other family members. They are strong guides for the children’s growth and evolution.”

GUIDES OF A HIGHER ORDER

The following is a list of highly evolved spiritual guides whose tasks are to protect, inspire, and teach.

The Gatekeeper

This guide’s main task is to protect us from any obtrusive energy (like earthbound ghosts) that might want to harm us. Gatekeepers make sure that only energies that are in sync with our soul’s growth are brought through.

Inspirational Guide

This guide impresses us with spiritual teachings and truths such as compassion, forgiveness, and understanding. An inspirational guide helps us to see a situation from various points of view so that we can learn tolerance, kindness, and compassion, thus elevating our nature to higher awareness.

Healing Guide

As the name implies, this guide assists us with healing energies, helping to promote healing and well-being in our emotional, mental, and physical bodies. We do not need to ask for our guide’s assistance because it knows when we need help.

Historical Guides

Uncanny as it may seem, there are many ghosts that get caught up in the emotionalism of a particular time period, and they want to stay in that vibration. You may have heard of the haunted battlefields of war. During the Civil War, more soldiers were killed in one day than during the entire Vietnam War. Those who died in battle during the Civil War identify deeply with that war and the ideals on each side. There is an incredible emotional charge associated with this particular period of history, and many a ghost still haunts the grounds on which he fought and clings to the beliefs for which he died.

Many ghosts also walk the halls of the White House and the chambers of Congress. I have encountered quite a few ghosts of former U.S. congressmen who regret that, having been given a rare opportunity to foster positive change in the country, they blew it. Many cling to the earth, guilt-ridden with failure, often haunting their assembly room in the hope of impressing their contemporaries.

In April 1996, I had a chance to visit two places in Washington, D.C., that I have always wanted to see. The first was the Capitol. The day I walked into that immense, ornate rotunda, I immediately felt its rich, impenetrable, swirling energy. Images and impressions of the past flooded my mind. As I rode the elevator to the second floor, I could sense the energy becoming thick and heavy. I entered the balcony of the Senate chamber and looked around at the empty space. The Senate was not in session that particular morning. I sat down and closed my eyes. Suddenly the smell of stale tobacco filled my senses, and I quickly peered over the railing to see rows and rows of desks no longer empty but humming with the sounds of men of the past. I could distinguish one group mingling together by their heavy black suits and hats, typical clothing from a century ago. Another group of men in gray flannel suits stood together smoking and laughing. It was eerie. I left the ghostly senators to their own devices and headed toward my second stop.

I was also anxious to see the Ford Theater, where President Lincoln was shot. Ever since I was a little boy, I have felt a particular connection to Abraham Lincoln. I could remember doodling at the family dining table when I was about eight and looking down at the drawing I had just made. It was of a Civil War soldier with blue eyes, a bushy mustache, and a blue cap on his head. It was not until I was in my twenties that I saw that picture

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