The Story of The Purple Flower

Purple flowers hold a very special meaning to me. The story began when I was still learning to trust that I was actually hearing Archangel Michael.

I wanted him to appear before me like a human and tap me on my head and announce that he was AA Michael, and probably show me an ID card as well just to make sure ;-). Oh, I won’t say I have given up that dream. I still have to see him do that. Yet apart from actually showing me his driver's license, he has done so many things to prove that he is here with me. And in the past few years or so I have seen him with my eyes too.

So it was on one of those days I made a friend channel him for me, and I argued with him constantly about: How would I know I was not a nut imagining that he was speaking to me? How would I know if I wasn’t simply crazy? How could I be sure I wasn’t not making all it up? He kept trying to tell me, “I have sent you flowers so many times, but you cast them...