I owe you an apology, Mr. Data. I’m sorry. I read your comment after reading one from someone who told me I was going to burn in hell … several times.

The Archangels are wonderful. They’ve brought so much love and joy into my life, and it stays with me all the time, even when we’re not talking. They’re patient, encouraging, and uplifting. They’re always ready to answer my questions (you’re right about asking them), and they give me such hope.

They tell me I need more patience (obviously) and that I’m too hard on myself at times. They stay close to all of us, ready to help when we ask for it. They’re so good. Pure. They never judge. They always love us, unconditionally.

I went through a phase of worrying I’d lose our connection somehow, that I’d do something that would sever it, but they told me that wouldn’t happen, that they’d never leave me unless I asked them to leave. I don’t worry about that anymore, because I’ll always invite them into my life.

I always thought of the Archangels as top Angels, also, until I connected with them. They explained there is no hierarchy, only different jobs and gifts. There are no lower emotions like jealousy, anger, or fear where they reside, no desire to compete with one another or overpower anyone. There’s harmony and the strong desire to help us.

The hardest thing for me to accept has been that they think of people as their equals. They admire us for volunteering to come to Earth at this time, and they depend on us and our gifts to help make the world better. I still struggle with thinking of myself as equal to any Angel, but they tell me we are all beings of light, everlasting souls created by the same Creator who made them.

They’re everything good.

Again, I’m sorry for being defensive. Ask me questions anytime, and I’ll do my best to answer them. I was sincere in sending you my best wishes, and I send them to you again. You’ve reminded me, as they do from time to time, to work on my patience. Thank you for the lesson and the question.