Donna: Last night, Archangel Michael tapped me on the shoulder. “Ready?” he said. I nodded. Guardians appeared here while actually being elsewhere, giving them the appearance of having wings. When I go with them, my etheric body takes on the vibration of flight, and I feel as if anything is possible. I’d asked Michael to escort me on one of my usual soul excursions, and while in a drowsy alpha state, I held my audio recorder to document my impressions. I’d also written questions for Mother Mary on an index card that I placed on my nightstand.