What Does Angelic Protection Mean? – Steve Beckow

PB Glastonbury Angel gate photo

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What Does Angelic Protection Mean?

Again, doing research on an entirely-different topic, I came across this 2017 conversation with Michael where he discusses the human tendency not to fully trust the Mother and the celestials.

I can speak to the fear he points to here. Living almost entirely on donations can make one’s teeth chatter. Unless one has been told by an archangel, over and over again, to stop worrying.

Then one day I got it. He is looking after me. Just get to work.

I no longer fear for my future or worry about next month’s rent. I leave it entirely up to him.

As far as I know, he’s prepared to be a team with anyone who wants to work with him. Archangels can work with countless folks at one time.

If the thought of that doesn’t settle the mind, I don’t know what would.

So here he is on letting go of our fear and trusting our unseen guides.

Archangel Michael in a personal reading with Steve Beckow through Linda Dillon, Nov. 15, 2017.

Archangel Michael: This is something that many human beings do not understand and that you will share and write about over time and in the near time. When we declare that, whether it is a guardian angel or a guide (because they are interchangeable), an Archangel, a Seraphim, the Mother herself but particularly when I say, when we say or a guardian angel says that they are protecting you, what does this really mean?

It means that there is no need for fear, that this very old core issue/false grid can truly be thrown into the trash heap or the recycle bin to be given back to the light. Few people really believe this and it is curious because there is seldom a situation in which we do not begin and end by saying this.

So it is a basic wobbly leg in human/divine relationships because the relationship is starting with this aspect, based on old human experience, but it is based on this aspect of “I don’t really trust you so you better prove yourself and show me” rather than proceeding not only in the love but in the mantle of protection that is around you always.

So I am giving you this as food for thought, not so much even for your sacred self but as food for thought for how you discuss things with those who are our faithful readers.

And the desire for many, and when I say many I mean billions, of Gaians is to simply release this hesitancy to trust because it is also, of course, as you well know a hesitancy to trust oneself, to trust that in fact what you feel about yourself is trustworthy.

Particularly after the hollowing out from grief that I went through recently (2) I feel more ready to trust myself. For the first time ever, I feel able to handle the assignments being discussed.

To get to this place I had to see the futility of everything I was up to. But with the constructed self being dealt a wrecking-ball blow, all my fears and suspicions were out of the way. In their place I found self-trust.

How many times do I have to see it: We were not born in original sin. We were born in original innocence. What about ourselves is not to trust?


(1) Archangel Michael in a personal reading with Steve Beckow through Linda Dillon, July 8, 2015.

(2) See “Can You Imagine?” June 28, 2020, at https://goldenageofgaia.com/2020/06/28/can-you-imagine/ and “Hollowing Us Out,” June 29, 2020, at https://goldenageofgaia.com/2020/06/29/hollowing-us-out/



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‘Wings of Night’ – The Magic Hour by Violet Cutbill

Artist ~ James Christensen

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‘Wings of Night’


When droop the wings of Night across my soul,

How will it go, with thee, O Soul,

What wilt thou treasure most,

What, more than all,

Within thy dearest love enfold?


Will voice of falling waters

Charm thee most,

Or memory of bird’s glad song,

or form and fragrance of the fairest flowers

Hold thee within the subtlest thrall,


When droop the wings of Night across thee, soul,

And shades eternal o’er thy pathway fall?

When droop the wings of Night across thee, soul,

How will it go, How with thee, O Soul?


Will laughter in the eyes of thy beloved

Lighten the darkness that befalls,

Stem best the gloom’s encircling flow,

Or memory of sunsets framed in gold,

And woven with the colours of the rose

Thee most console;


Artist ~ Angela Beta-Casale


Or aureoled dawns

Thou dids’t in joy, behold,

The lovelier, fairer far,

Since now thy sun sinks low?

When droop the wings of night across thee, Soul?

How will it go? How with thee, O Soul,


The clouds of the Abyss,

Already chill, against thee rolled,

Thy youth’s strength failed,

Thy hold, thine ardent hold

On life, grown faint, thy body old?


Replied the Soul:

‘All things I loved will with me go,

The River of the Beautiful will by me flow,

Reflecting Harmony and Joy,

The Hills of Truth their outline,

‘Gainst the boundless sky, will roll


And Love, across Death’s frontiers,

Love with me, will go, the Angel of Eternity,

So, when droop the wings of Night across my soul,

No fears shall me assail,

For Love, the Deathless, Love will with me go,

For life’s sole origin, my guide, mine all.’


The Published Poetry of Violet Hilton Cutbill – The British Library, London:
“The Magic Hour” 1930’s
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