An Interview with Chamuel

This is an imaginary interview between myself and Archangel Chamuel.  It is the first in a "Getting to Know the Archangels" series.

R:  I'm sitting here with Archangel Chamuel, the Finding Angel.  Welcome!  May I call you Chamuel?

C:  You may.

R:  I understand that each angel and archangel has its own distinct qualities, much like a rainbow.  You would symbolize one aspect or colour, as it were.

C:  Yes, that is one way to look at it.  We are all streams of energy and we do each vibrate just a little differently.  With practice, you can actually tune into us individually.

R:  How do we do that? 

C:  Through your quiet or meditative time is one way.  Paying attention to your intuitive hits.  Noticing synchronicity.  Dreams.  Oracle cards.  Things like that.

R:  How do we tune into you, specifically?

C:  Once again, there are many ways.  My colour is often seen as light green.  You may feel me in your heart or chest area.  I may come as a symbol, such as I did you.

R:  Yes, for me your symbol is a key.  You are the key to finding what we are looking for, whether it is a material object or our heart's longing.

C:  Shall we talk about your passport?

R:  Yes, that is such a great example.  As you know, I recently misplaced my passport after I booked an online vacation.  I was sitting on my couch with the friend with whom I will be travelling, and that is the last time I remember having my passport.  Three weeks later, I realized that it was missing.

C:  And what did you do?

R:  Hey, I thought I was asking the questions!

C:  Turnabout is fair play.  What did you do?

R:  I asked you and St. Anthony to help me to find it.  This is the saint from my old Catholic days who has a similar role to you:  finding lost items. 

C:  Ah, yes, Tony and I go way back.  Then what did you do?

R:  First of all, I looked in all the obvious places.  I wasn't too worried at first; every day I would look a little.  I always wanted my husband to help me as I had a feeling he would find it.  I also tried my best to give it over to you and to not worry about it.

C:  How did that work for you?

R:  (pondering)  Well, as I said, I did my best but I felt a little panicky at times, knowing I had a trip coming up.

C:  Tell me about your dream.

R:  I had a dream that I pulled the passport out from between some books or files.  But they were not lined up like on a bookshelf.  They were lined up going away from me, like a filing cabinet.

C:  What did that mean to you?

R:  I have a file box, and there is a file called Passports.  Naturally, that was the first place I had looked.  I looked in the adjacent files, and between the folders, in case it had fallen between or been misfiled.  It wasn't there.

C:  How were you feeling at this time?

R:  I was getting frustrated.  I wavered between giving it over to you, and becoming increasingly anxious.

C:  And so?

R:  One day, I was thinking:  I believe in angels and I have training in working with angels.  This should be simple!  If I am to tell others to trust their angels, then I need to know that they are there to help.  I got a little angry, and I commanded you to help!  I needed you to be an example of angelic help, so others could trust in you as well.

C:  How did that feel?

R:  I felt a little guilty, but I was taught that the angels are always around us, just waiting to be asked for their help.  I wanted to make sure I was heard.  I did a little more searching, not wanting to be obsessive and irrational by searching the same spot several times.  Do you know how many times I looked under the couch cushions?

C:  (chuckling)  Actually, I do.

R:  Finally, I realized that if I didn't get a new passport, I wouldn't be able to travel with my friend, as the date was just ten weeks away.  In resignation, I went to the government office, explained my situation and received new paperwork.  The agent told me that it was more complex since the passport was missing, that I should notify the RCMP and I would now have to get my application notarized.  I also would have to go through the main government office rather than this local office.  I felt overwhelmed by all the complications.

C:  So what did you do?

R:  I came home with the paperwork and asked my husband to help me search.  We covered the downstairs that night, tore everything apart and put it back together again.  We vowed to finish the upstairs the next day; then I would start the process of applying for a new passport.

I asked my husband to search the file box with fresh eyes.  I felt discouraged and went downstairs to work on my computer.  With my fingers still on the keypad, I fell into some sort of spontaneous meditation.  In it, I was told that the passport was in the house; I systematically eliminated different rooms.  I also once again commanded angelic help.  I woke back up and continued my work.  I called up to my husband and he said no, he hadn't found it yet.

Several minutes later, I called again, "I don't hear any triumphant shouts!"  "Not yet", he replied.  Then, seconds later, he yelled, "I found it!"  I couldn't believe my ears!  I said, No!  I ran upstairs, knowing he would never tease me about something like that.  Sure enough, he was holding my passport in his hands.

He had methodically taken out each file.  At the back of the box, there were some old books and pamphlets, empty files and warranties.  Among those was my passport!

C:  I bet that felt good!

R:  We did a little dance of joy and my heart filled with gratitude.  I felt a piano weight lifted off my back.

C:  How could have this been easier?

R:  (thinking)  By trusting more.  I had two huge signs, one, the dream that the passport was in the file box, and two, the feeling that my husband would find it.  I could have eliminated all the excessive searching and worrying, and gone with my hunch earlier.  The hunch and the dream were angelic guidance, weren't they?

C:  (with a Mona Lisa smile)  Perhaps.

R:  I want to thank you for taking this time with me today and for always being available to help.  Can you remind the folks out there how to reach you?

C:  Just ask.  We are here to serve but we cannot do so without permission.  We are waiting for you to call us into action.

R:  Thanks so much.  Please give my warmest regards to St. Anthony.

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