Angels Among Us
By Robin D. Duncan



When we hear the word “Angel”, many of us think of long flowing wings, radiant Light, and a calm, loving presence. I know the Angels are with me, and whenever I need their help, they are right there to assist. Most recently, it was the Angels who guided my car up a dark and winding mountain road covered with snow. I was driving in a heavy snow cloud and had no idea where the road was or how I should turn the wheel.

All I knew was that I couldn’t stop the car or I would risk being hit from behind. I drove about ten miles in treacherous conditions, talking with the Angels all the way up the mountain; asking them to guide my every movement and turn. I could feel their presence and trusted their loving guidance. Needless to say, I made it to my destination in perfect safety.

Today I would like to talk about another kind of Angel; the incarnated ones! Alas, the Human Angels; the ones who remind you of God’s loving grace and offer their love to you  in the most dire situations. If I started naming names, you would be reading this article for days. Instead, I will refer to some of their acts of kindness and generosity that picked me up in my darkest hours and put my feet back on the ground.

One of the most significant was the one who taught me how to express myself and to find the inner strength I didn’t know I had. Then there was the surprising one — the one who gave me the kiss of life and woke me up from a long dormant slumber. This Angel taught me how to love and feel loved again. Then there was the one who gave me the gifts of unconditional love and A Course in Miracles; the one who still walks with me even though I have emptied his pockets many times with my “save the world” mentality!  

And oh yes, there is Mother Mary incarnated; the one who opened her home to me and my whole family, dogs and all, for a period longer than anyone had expected. There were numerous Angels who brought resources, money, prayers, hugs, encouragement, just when I thought I couldn’t go on any longer. And ahh yes . . . there were those Angels who cleaned my house, helped us move several times, and assisted in quiet, countless ways.

I will never forget the “Gang of Angels” who helped me to open and operate The ONE Center, offering their love and generosity on every turn. What a party that was!  Then there were the Miracle Angels who always seem to show up in the 11th hour, one minute before impending disaster, to pull my butt out of the fire. You know who you are! And a special honorable mention goes to the younger Angels; the ones who showed tolerance and understanding beyond their years; the ones who allowed me to find my own wings while they stood patiently beside me.

It is through experiences with Human Angels, I am reminded that we are never alone. It is through the Human Angels that we remember the face of God and realize we have never been separated from that Loving Presence. The Human Angels bring love and compassion into physical form; a blend of the infinite with the finite as proof that there is no space or gap in the kingdom of heaven.

As I watch the cleanup of Hurricane Katrina and all  the Human Angels fully engaged in their acts of love, my heart is filled with joy! I know that through their seen and unseen kindness and generosity, the ones they touch will never be the same again. They, too, will be reminded of the loving grace of God that holds them when they cry, reminds them of their strength, and feeds them when they are hungry. For some, it might feel like the solutions came later than they should have. In my case, however, solutions came after the throes of disaster, because I just wouldn’t listen otherwise.

It really is a Divine Unfoldment. I did not know how to “receive” until I was in the position of being “required to receive”. In other words, I was not going to make it financially, emotionally, spiritually or physically unless I accepted help from others. I had never been in a position like that in my whole life. Every ounce of foolish pride I had was squeezed out of me like a ketchup bottle.

I had a relationship with my Creator for emergencies only. I called on that Presence when I did not know what else to do. What kind of relationship is that? Through my turbulent journey, I learned how to rely on that Presence in tranquil times as well as emergencies. It is through dissolving of the ego that we remember Truth; and that Truth leads us directly back to our Source. Once we remember our Source, we remember that we have everything, and thus our “one problem” has been solved.

Today, I would like to acknowledge those Human Angels who lifted me off the battlefield of pain. Like a triage unit, they treated every hurt and wounded thought I had about myself, until I was ready for the “outpatient program”. Thank you my Angels. You know who you are. I could not have walked this journey without each one of you. I would never have remembered love. I would never have found my heart, and I would never have found my way home again. You are forever my Angels of Love.

Robin D. Duncan is a Certified Instructor for The National Guild of Hypnotists and the Executive Director of The Miracle Center of California, a school for Certification in Hypnotherapy and a Holistic Healing Center, offering private miracle counseling sessions and a variety of classes to the public. For more information, call (888) 773-9174. See:

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