The Beating Angel 
By Whitneay T. VanwellsAs a healer, I work on many types of people from all walks of life. Doctors, lawyers, house wives, blue collar, white collar, retired, unemployed. A very special spiritual man came to me one day for some healing work. I will call him George, [not his real name] and he came to me for healing work on his lower back. I could tell by the energy in his face, that he was a loving Soul. He was tall about 5' 11", husky built, age 64, Norwegian. He is health conscious and he said it took him a long time to get there. Due to his back issues, he has to exercise and stretch daily.
George is retired due to the severe, and long standing back problems. He had surgery on his back in 1997, to help heal the discs in his lower lumbar region. The surgery was not successful, and he suffered more daily pain as a result of it. George was born into a home of alcoholism. His father was an alcoholic, child and wife beater. His mother was not a drinker, but she kept herself and her two children including George and his older sister in the family home, until George was 16. Then she left George with his father. His sister had already moved out. It was clear from George's face that he had dealt with many severe trials at the hands of his father. For a long time, George told me that he could not stand to have anyone touch the left side of his face. His father was right handed.
Because George had long standing back issues, we started the session with him face down on the table. Being a big man he filled up the table space easily. He was comfortable with me and knew my work. He relaxed instantly.
As I began the healing session with him, it took me about 3 minutes to settle into the session and connect at a deep level with the healing energies, my healing Guides, and the Masters who work with me. “Place one hand on his tail bone, and one below the neck on the cervical spine”, they said. And, the healing energies energy started to come through me, and the palms of my hands. I started to whisper HU (Hugh), and ancient name for God. This helps me to connect with Spirit. As the healing energies moved through me to George, I soon felt a soft sleepiness that I often feel during a session. The healing energies tend to put the brain into theta and delta waves (meditation, & sleep).
The first thing that I “saw”, in a vision, was a surgical team. The 4 of them stood at the opposite side of the table. I could feel operating room energy, and asked them to step aside. At that time, I didn't understand that they wanted me to remove the surgery energy from the back surgery he had received in ‘97. I didn't like them, but they stayed in front of me, only moving slightly to the left. A Gods healer, a tall man with fingers of light, like a piano player, came and put energies under my palms. Under my right hand was I given a metallic coal like piece of stone placed under my palm. And, for my left hand I was given blue pastel light under the left palm. The healing work began and the spiritual healing heat started to entered into the session.
My body and hands warmed up.Off to my right, as I worked, I saw a rather bazaar scene. An Angel of light yellow light had a large staff of light about 4 inches in diameter by 5 feet long, and she was feverishly beating the ground with it. She was hard at work, plummeting the staff to the ground and talking to herself out loud complaining about something that I could not any make sense of out. She was talking very loud. It was weird for me to see this. I wondered at the time if this Angel had gone off the deep end. The Angels that I usually see, are full of light, love, and peace. So, what was this about?
Yet, I never deny the visions that I get, but this one, I wanted to waive away. Instead, I heard the phrase, “The Beating Angel”. Instantly, I knew then that she had come to help George, and to remove the years of beatings that he had received at the hands of his raging alcoholic father.
Beating energies go to the core of a child, and sink deep into the dna, the nervous system, the emotions, mind, and heart center. They are compiled like dirty old bricks one on top of another, into the consciousness. And, they are very hard to uproot, even by a qualified healer. They cause years of depression, anger, and sadness to occur in the consciousness of the child, and later, the adult. Blocks and worthiness issues are the norm for the child of an alcoholic. Even at age 64, and with years of personal growth work that George had done, he had not been able to find a way to remove these deep scars from his father.
As I worked, the Beating Angel came to where I stood next to George. Both of my hands were on his lower spine at this time, a place where George had most of his pain, and a place that his father had once kicked him. This single event caused George to have a life long weak place in his lower back. He loved his father, so he took this on as part of himself. He was the child who loved.
The Angel placed the end of the large rod of Light, directly over my hands, and I could feel the dark shadows surging through my hands, and siphoning off into her long lighted staff. The beating energies were leaving! The Angel was pulling them into the staff. Then, she moved away from us, to a mound of light. She stood there, on top of the mound, and started to beat these dark energies into the ground with her staff. She was very vocal, and it was clear that she took her work seriously. Her feelings about the beatings were clear.
I continued to work on George. Tears came to my eyes. I kept whispering the HU mantra (it means God), as I worked, and I was told by someone, one of the Masters, to move my hands to various locations on George's sleeping body. I knew that I was looking for old bruises. They were all over his body: back, arms, shoulders, face, thighs, they were everywhere. Many Etheric bruises were on the left side of his head, and around his eyes and jaw. On the right shoulder and arm, thighs, heart center, pecks, stomach, all places that he had received hateful blows from the fists of his father. So many. He had some small fractures, that I believe he never knew about, and he had 3 broken ribs that I found when I asked him to turn onto his back. It was clear that his frame was battle scared and these old shadowy wounds were leaving as we worked.
His face became almost angelic towards the end of the session about an hour later. It was the same kind of face that I had seen on my two small boys when they were very young and in deep sleep. The face of a saint, or angel must look like that when they rest. “Peace.” “Release.” “Calm.” These worlds came to my mind, as I kept repeating silently to myself, “Remove that, which is not him!” “Remove that, which is not him!” I started to notice long warm tears streaming down my face, a sign that Spirit was removing karma from him. The more tears, the more karma that is removed. For George, the tears fell long and hard, curving down my jaw and dripping in streams onto my neck as I worked.
The Beating Angel continued during the hour to come back to George, using her golden staff to pull out his pain. As I worked, I continued to give thanks for her help. Again, after she pulled the dark shadows from him, she would go to a mound of light, and beat the ground with her staff, talking loud and complaining. She was giving the bad energy, back to Spirit. She would then return and siphon more off of his pain and repeat the pattern.
About an hour later, I received the nudge that the work was done. George was still sleeping, when I bowed to the Angel and thanked her, and then, ...well, then, my own tears came. I had just witnessed a little miracle. So much love from the Angel and the Masters, had deeply touched my heart.
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