Climbing Trees

From: James Coulbert (yamyuri@hotmail.co.uk)
Story type: Angel
Location: South of England
Source: Form Submission
Date submitted: Thu Apr 10 04:39:09 2008

When I was about 12 or 13 years old, we went to go and see my Auntie who was at the time holidaying in a caravan in the middle of the New Forest, Hampshire, England. The location of the forest was not far away from where we lived, so it was literally to go and spend the day with them. There was a great storm in 1987 which felled many of the unstable and huge trees in the area. My cousins, siblings and I decided to climb this tree that was now on it's side. Even though the tree was now laying down, I realised that it must have been huge because even navigating along the side of it's trunk and then climbing the branches, I was still about 15 - 20ft above the ground. The others got bored quickly as I was good at climbing and they weren't, so they all decided to leave the tree and go and do something else, not wanting to get left behind I tried to get down as fast as possible.

This storm had occured about 8 years before, so this tree's branches had been dead and exposed for almost a decade and suddenly because I was moving so forcibly through it, the bit I was moving along gave way and went crashing to the ground. To this day I don't know how I remained in that tree, the only feeling I can remember is the sensation of floating (NOT flying!) just being suspended there. Even though I was still holding onto another branch with one of my hands. Even so, the branch, nor my upper body strength, wasn't enough to support all of me. I didn't even feel like I was 'dangling' anyway. My feet found a stronger branch and I carefully made my way back down to the ground. I wasn't aware of what I knew happened until much later on in life when I began researching about Guardian Angels after getting it my head one day that I had one.

There is no doubt in my mind that my Angel, whom I am now fairly sure is called Anna, came to my rescue and held me until she found a way of getting me to a safer part of the tree and stayed with me, guiding me until I got to the ground.

Anna, if that is her name, is a big part of my life and I frequently feel her, when she is next to me. It is not necessarily in a time when I need her help, but it could be when I reading something that moves me or if I'm listening to a really beautiful piece of music, she'll just come and sit by me and I can sense that. Sometimes, when I am driving, she'll send a bird to fly in front of my car and I'll know to slow down for whatever reason, usually oncoming traffic, or a speed camera! I love Anna. I have yet to see her, and I ive in hope that she is able to show herself to me. So I can say thank you to her..