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"You'll Never Walk Alone"


From: Therese (mamarazzia@yahoo.com)
Story type: Angel
Location: Bierstube in Germany
Source: Form Submission

Some years ago, as soon as I was finished with high school, I moved to Germany for six months to improve my knowledge of the German language. 18 years old, there were times when not being able to share your exact feelings felt confining to say he least, even depressing. (My German WAS very decent, but emotional life in detail? No...:)

Well, one night I was out in a pub with a whole bunch from my class - which was nice enough, but most of these people were well on their way through university, and learned German to specialize in EU law and such. I was like the little sister; an unfamiliar role! What happened was; I was sitting at the end of the table, "old bores" around me, thinking should I call it a night, when I got the feeling there was a big, warm hand on my left shoulder. No fingers could be distinguished, it was the feel of winter gloves, and also a pressure, like this was a strong and heavy arm.

Just like that I felt fine, and my eyes filled with tears as I knew now there was no need to be so confused. I held my head higher for the rest of my stay! (At first I had been so sure it must have been a person that I turned - only to find myself staring into a brick wall. That was really the high point of the experience at the time!)

A couple of years earlier, his same hand woke me up just in time for me to signal for my bus back from school to stop - but that I had completely forgotten about when this happened in Germany. (Btw I'm Norwegian; I didn't travel that far!)

I have been told by a medium that my guardian angel, if you wish to call it that, is a Native American. Wow, were my thoughts exactly. I have the definite impression he is the long-haired warrior type - have yet to sort out which tribe that could be. I have always looked upon the Native Americans as very knowledgeable, proud and indeed powerful.

Well, I attended a Pow-wow in Washington (state, obv) in 1993, and it was very depressing. But - I'm not going to talk politics - nor reincarnation. Any e-mails are welcomed:) Thank you for your time.