To start off with, I really don't know that much about angels. I've always felt really connected to them, especially archangel Michael. Michael is a family name, so he feels very close to me since both my grandfather and uncle are named Michael. When I go to sleep I ask Michael to give me courage and the instant I ask it I am no longer afraid.
Recently I've been having these visions of angels. At first I kind of just had this thing with them where I would think of them all the time. It was a little strange, even for me.
And then, I saw the guardians. Guardians are angels that guard the doorways where I walk. The first time I saw them it was at school. My friend Jenna, who is a medium, couldn't see them. They were... Indescribable really. But they were true warriors, that I could tell from just seeing them. Two stood on either side of the doorway with gleaming swords held straight. As soon as I passed into the room they were guarding, I felt safe.
Then I had a vision. I am psychic, which often helps me understand the confusing thing I call my life. The vision was of me, as an angel. I had one grey wing, and one brilliant white one. I was on the ground, both wings dragging, the grey one dipping into the ocean that was on the right side of me. I looked like I was in pain.
Then I had another vision. This was of me again, this time holding a sword with half of my face reflected in it. Today I had the vision again, except this time it continued to me fighting with something.
Soon after, I got the strange feeling that I was angel, cast down into the earth for something I had done wrong in heaven. I feel like I was Michael's daughter or something. Is that even possible? I don't know how to describe my closeness to him... If anyone has answers, please let me know.