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My true story of the angel at my shoulder. In 1997 I was working on a recording project with BMG records in London. I was running out of time to meet a critical deadline of delivering artwork and copy to BMG. If I missed this deadline the deal was off (and it was a BIG recording deal).
As I jumped on the Tube (London Underground Train) and headed into the city in the morning I realized there was not enough physical time to get from A to B, then C, and finally to BMG. I was close to giving up and not rushing all about town knowing I would not make it in time.
So while on the train, I closed my eyes and quietly meditated on the problem. About five minutes in I first sensed the angel standing just behind me with a hand on my shoulder. It felt like a physically real hand on my shoulder so I opened my eyes to check if someone was there. No, and closing my eyes again I received a clear message “Carry on, time will seem to slow down and you will make the deadline and the deal with be sealed.”
I know psychic help when it shows up, so I carried on with the job at hand. And it did feel like time stretched out before me. I calmly went about my business going from A to B, then C, and finally to BMG.
When I stepped out of the small office of this department of BMG records (with deal done) I took note of the time. Precisely ONE Minute to deadline!
Then I felt that angelic hand on my shoulder again. I turned to look if anyone was there. Of course there was no-one near me. But as I gazed across the street my eyes landed upon the Swedenborg Society bookshop widow. There in the window was a full sized poster promoting a newly released book (now out of print). It’s title, “An Angel At My Shoulder”