Glenn: Jill and I had gone to bed to read. It was around 9.30 in the evening. The Max and Cooper had not long gone to bed. It was a Saturday night. Max is 8 and Cooper is 6. They stay up with us at weekends as a treat. School nights is an earlier bed time of around 8 o'clock.

Jill was weary and started to nod off. As she was snoozing, I noticed her hand starting to twitch. I'm so familiar with the 'hand patting' sign now, I know it's Archangel Azrael coming through. It's a familiar pattern. Jill uses her right palm to pat the back of her left hand' just like you would pat someone on the back.I acknowledged Azrael.

Hello Azrael!

Archangel Azrael: It is so good to speak with you again my Son. Been a long time yes?

Glenn: Yes it has. I've missed you. Where have you been?

Azrael: I'm always with you my son. I never leave you. Just because we don't communicate with this medium here, your wife, does not mean we are not with you.

Glenn: I just wish I could communicate with you directly.

Azrael: You do! I hear everything you say. You only have to call out my name and talk to me; and I hear you.

Glenn: But I can't hear 'you'. This is the problem.

Azrael: No my son. You 'can' hear me; yet you are still not listening.

Glenn: How do you mean?

Azrael: We have asked you to meditate, to raise your vibrations to allow us to communicate; yet you still do not meditate, yes?

Glenn: (dejectedly) You're right. I don't seem to be able to make the time. Metatron has asked me to meditate for 5 minutes, twice a day; and yet I still don't seem to make the time. This is the last part of the non-believer in me that still refuses to go away. When do you think I should take time out to meditate?

Azrael: That is for you to decide. Only you will know when to make the time. You should meditate for half an hour, twice a day.

Glenn: Why half an hour, when Metatron told me 5 minutes?

Azrael: As we explained before. To raise your vibrational level takes time. Each time you meditate, you increase the vibrational level. It doesn't slide back. You move forward with each duration of meditation. The quicker you want to reach us, the more you have to meditate.

At this point I could here one of the boys had come out of their bedroom and was listening at our bedroom door. I had a quick decision to make: Bring Jill out of trance, put the child back to bed; or invite him in to listen. The boys had never seen Jill in trance and I wasn't sure how they would react. I went with my gut feeling, which was to get them involved so that they became comfortable with the angelic realm. Remember; Cooper is 6 and Max is 8.

Glenn: Who's that; sneaking about behind our bedroom door? Is that you Cooper?

Cooper popped his little head around the door and smiled.

Glenn: Come on in. Daddy is talking to the angels. Look! Mummy is channelling. The angels are talking to me through Mummy. The angel Daddy is talking to right now is Archangel Azrael. Would you like to talk to him? Ask him a question?

Cooper: Who are you?

Azrael: I am Archangel Azrael.

Cooper: What do you do?

Azrael: I help people to cross over the other side when they die.

Cooper: Are you in heaven?

Azrael: I guess this is what you would call heaven; yes?

Max had been aroused by the additional noise and was lingering behind the bedroom door. I beckoned him in. He looked very unsure, seeing his Mummy laid prone in bed, talking with a strange voice. I explained what was happening and assured him it was OK and invited him to talk to Azrael.

Max: What do you look like?

Azrael: Like a Granddad, with a long dressing gown and white hair.

Max: Like Father Christmas?

Azrael: Yes! Similar, but I don't have any hair on the top of my head.

Max: You're bald?

Azrael: Yes; I am!

Cooper: has my Mummy been to heaven?

Azrael: Yes; she is a very special Mummy.

I explained to the boys that it was OK for them to see angels and people who have died. I explained that they were special, just like Mummy and that they should always feel OK to tell us what they see. I explained that Mummy was safe and that Azrael was taking care of us and that they should talk to the angels when they see them.It was important to get back to my conversation with Azrael, so I asked the boys o go back to bed. They said goodnight to Azrael and he bid them good night.Azrael spoke again and I spoke back.

Glenn: Are we still on schedule for leaving to California to live Azrael?

Metatron: Wrong name!

Glenn: What do you mean, wrong name?

Metatron: Wrooong name!

Glenn: Aaahh; Metatron. Is that you?

Metatron: Yes it is. It was time to speak. Yes you will still leave to live in America. And now that you have abundance you should concentrate on your speaking.

Glenn: How do you mean?

Metatron: It is time to start speaking to the world.

Glenn: Do you mean speaking in business or speaking to people about a new belief?

Metatron: Both! One will go hand in hand with the other.

Glenn: Who do you want me to approach about a new belief?

Metatron: Approach the New-age and Gnostic churches. That is a good place to start.

Glenn: What should we do about the book? It doesn't seem to be selling. Should we change the title?

Metatron: You haven't done what you can with the book. The book doesn't market itself. You have to do more marketing for us to be able send people in that direction. Remember, we can only help those who help themselves. Your wife is tiring. I must go now.

Jill went into a deep sleep, but hen started to huff and puff, just like she did when Beelzebub came through; only this time it was Joshua. You can read more about Joshua in 'Cashing in on God'.He started to fill Jill's body, stretching her arms and sitting her up in bed. Once again, Jill had a big beam on her face as she turned to look at me; still with that strange expression in that her eyes were closed. Please excuse my attempt at showing Joshua's accent phontically.

Joshua: It sure feel damn good to be back again. Aah missed yer. How's you doin?

Glenn: I'm good. How are you?

Joshua: I'm mahghty fine; but ah sure do miss bein' back home.

Glenn: Where's home?

Joshua: Ahlabahma (Alabama).

Glenn: What do you miss?

Joshua: I miss mah Mahmma.

Glenn: What about the girls. Don't you miss the girls?

Joshua: (Very shyly) Ahh wahsn't too good with the girls. Aah gots into lots 'o trouble with the massers, 'cos aah wouldn' do whart they allahs wanted. Mah Mahmma taught me to staynd proud, 'n not let 'em get me down. Aahh miss mah Mahmma. Aah miss her cookin'.

Glenn: What was your favourite meal?

Joshua: Chicken!

Glenn: How did she cook it?

Joshua: She'd cook it in a paht with vejtables. I lurved that smell. Chicken! Mm-mmm!I gots to go now. Theys callin' me ba-ack. I sure lurve our talks. I'll sees yah mahghty soon.

Glenn: It's great to talk with you too Joshua. Look forward to seeing you again. Bye!

Joshua: Bahye now!

Jill slumped down in the bed. Only this time she collapsed facing the bottom of the bed; so I had to move her back facing the right way. Ever tried moving a lifeless body. It's so heavy. I tucked her in and she slept soundly.

Once again in the morning, she didn't remember a thing.