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	<title>Comments on: Book Excerpt: Where Angels Walk</title>
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		<title>By: stephey : Marked by the Muse™</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2011 23:48:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Joan, Thank you so much for this post. When I was eighteen years old I received my drivers license. A few months later, after dropping my sister and her friend off for a sleep over, I drove the car into a severe ditch. I was driving the family plymouth voyage mini van. It was a narrow two way street w/steep ditches. While in the car trying to regain control, I remember a white bluish light enveloping me to the point where I squinted my eyes. Somehow the car managed to pull into a driveway along side the narrow road. The front axel was broken, the accelerator pedal was broken in half, the entire right side of the van had its metal stripped off it&#039;s side (like crumbled tin-foil ball it was found a few yards away) as if it was bare in the factory, and every window was shattered. I walked away, unharmed, left with only a bruise across my right shoulder from where the seat belt lay. The person who lived in the house I drove up to was behind me, saw the whole thing and was amazed that I walked away unharmed. A little shaken but untouched. I was concerned more with being in trouble because I was so untouched. It is no doubt that I was saved by an Angel. That is one of the first memories I had of my Angel. Since then they&#039;ve saved me countless times, from physical harm and from emotional harm such as depression. Now I am 37 (recent birthday) and have over nineteen years of memories and encounters that I draw upon to warm my heart. Truth be told, those experiences solidified my connection and conscious relationship w/my Angelic mentors, now i live in harmony w/their presence and experience a life of everyday miracles - cuz that&#039;s where life unfolds - within the everyday.

Thank you so much for your work and willingness to share.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Joan, Thank you so much for this post. When I was eighteen years old I received my drivers license. A few months later, after dropping my sister and her friend off for a sleep over, I drove the car into a severe ditch. I was driving the family plymouth voyage mini van. It was a narrow two way street w/steep ditches. While in the car trying to regain control, I remember a white bluish light enveloping me to the point where I squinted my eyes. Somehow the car managed to pull into a driveway along side the narrow road. The front axel was broken, the accelerator pedal was broken in half, the entire right side of the van had its metal stripped off it&#8217;s side (like crumbled tin-foil ball it was found a few yards away) as if it was bare in the factory, and every window was shattered. I walked away, unharmed, left with only a bruise across my right shoulder from where the seat belt lay. The person who lived in the house I drove up to was behind me, saw the whole thing and was amazed that I walked away unharmed. A little shaken but untouched. I was concerned more with being in trouble because I was so untouched. It is no doubt that I was saved by an Angel. That is one of the first memories I had of my Angel. Since then they&#8217;ve saved me countless times, from physical harm and from emotional harm such as depression. Now I am 37 (recent birthday) and have over nineteen years of memories and encounters that I draw upon to warm my heart. Truth be told, those experiences solidified my connection and conscious relationship w/my Angelic mentors, now i live in harmony w/their presence and experience a life of everyday miracles &#8211; cuz that&#8217;s where life unfolds &#8211; within the everyday.</p>
<p>Thank you so much for your work and willingness to share.</p>
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		<title>By: Julie Barnes</title>
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		<dc:creator>Julie Barnes</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 08 Oct 2010 02:50:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I had a very similar experience with a tow truck on a cold night (though not as cold as in this story) also.  Isn&#039;t it amazing?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I had a very similar experience with a tow truck on a cold night (though not as cold as in this story) also.  Isn&#8217;t it amazing?</p>
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		<title>By: Loci B. Lenar</title>
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		<dc:creator>Loci B. Lenar</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 09 Aug 2009 01:47:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Joan, thank you very much for writing such a beautiful and inspiring book!  I enjoyed reading all the uplifting stories of angelic encounters.  May the Lord bless you for all your wonderful work.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Joan, thank you very much for writing such a beautiful and inspiring book!  I enjoyed reading all the uplifting stories of angelic encounters.  May the Lord bless you for all your wonderful work.</p>
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