About Diana's Charge.....
What is meant by "Diana's Charge"?
It all started with a dream.....
I had been exploring spiritual philosophies and religions for quite some time, trying to find my niche. I knew I believed in.... something, but wasn't sure what, if anything, I should "follow" as a spiritual tradition.
One night I had a dream. It was my first nudge in the direction of discovering the nature of my own soul.
In the dream, I walked into my bedroom and saw that someone was lying in my bed, covered over with the blankets. The person's back was to me. Needless to say, I was startled and scared! As I stood there, not knowing how to react, the figure pushed back the covers and got out of the bed.
I could see it was a woman. She walked toward me, smiling. She was a youngish woman, maybe 35-40, with brown hair, pulled back, and soft brown eyes. I can picture her clearly to this day, and I know I would know her instantly if I saw her again.
I recognized her right away, in the dream, and released a breath of relief.
"Oh, Diana, it's you!" I gasped, putting my hand to my chest. I laughed a little and said, "I'm so glad you're here with me!"
She smiled gently and embraced me. In my ear she softly said "I'm always with you!"
Then I woke up.
"Angel" by Abbott Handerson Thayer 1887
[1 August 2025] I was searching for a public domain image of an angel that I could use on this site. I'm scrolling along, and I see the painting above and stopped cold. She was younger than when I met her, but I recognized her instantly. I felt a chill feeling at the back of my neck. It is Diana. There is no doubt in my mind. I did some research and discovered that the model for the painting was the artist's daughter, Mary Thayer (1878-1933). But it IS Diana. I'm as certain as I can be. Perhaps her last life on Earth was as Mary Thayer? Believe me or not, as you wish, but I know what I know. This painting is Diana, my own guardian angel.
I lay there for a while, thinking about the dream. I had known this woman, like I knew my best friend! She was so familiar to me and so loved! Yet I didn't know anyone named Diana in my waking life, and I couldn't remember seeing her before.
By the time I got up that morning, I was convinced that Diana was a guide or "guardian angel" who had come to assure me that I was not alone. From that day, I began to experiment in communicating with Diana. I read loads about guardian angels, and I watched tons of youtube vids on the subject of spirit guides and angels.
I believe that Diana is my spirit-guide/guardian/personal angel, and that she's with me all the time, including right this moment. I am her "charge" while on this earth, and I am grateful for her presence, her protection and her guidance in my life.
16 August 2025 - So many strange things have been happening since I resumed work on this site at the end of last month. Looking through these pages, you'll see what I mean, and you might think it is contrived. If you do, that's ok. I was not expecting these things to happen. But I think once you begin to open your mind and heart to spiritual pursuits, these things do happen. You have to believe what you observe. Even if your belief later turns out not to be true, the act of allowing it to come in makes it easier for the next revelation to be noticed. You're allowing messages to be received that we'd normally ignore or reject. Believe the so-called coincidences that are described on this site or not. I know what I know.
More Guides ...
Since that time, I have "met" several additional angels/guides. One through another dream, and two more during meditations. The next guide I met was Carlos. Here's how it went.
Carlos came to me in another dream. I was in the Plaza de España, a plaza/park in Seville, Spain, where I had lived as a student in the 80's. It is a beautiful plaza, created for the Ibero-American Expo in 1928.
Plaza de España, Sevilla, Spain
This is what Carlos looks like. I searched for a photo that looks as much like him as I could find. I grabbed this one, especially for the soulful eyes, that remind me of his. I did not notice, until I went to add this photo to the website, about a month after I downloaded it, that this man is standing IN the Plaza de España. None of my search terms mentioned Spain at all. I only put in physical features that I wanted.
As I have said, I do not believe in coincidence!
(more guides soon)
In the dream, I was watching two little girls in frilly dresses. It is a custom in Spain to visit the park for a stroll with family after mass on Sunday, so you often see people dressed up on a Sunday afternoon in the plaza.
But these two girls, maybe ages 6 and 8, were dancing! Like flamenco moves, they danced, as their father stood watching them and clapping out a beat for them to dance to.
The father smiled at me. He was young and good-looking. He motioned me over to them. He spoke to me in Spanish. "My girls are good, aren't they?" I answered in Spanish. "Yes, they are!" Then, feeling lonely, for some reason, I added "I wish I could be one of your daughters and dance like that."
He turned to me with the most gentle smile on his face. "Well, you are not my daughter, but I am as a father to you. I watch you, you know."
I drew in a sudden breath, startled. "You are Carlos?" (I have no idea where that name came from)
He nodded. "Sí, soy Carolos y te protegeré como a tu propio ángel guardián." (yes, I'm Carlos and I will protect you like your own guardian angel)
Then he said to me. "And I know you can dance, too!" and he began clapping a rhythm. The little girls, who had stopped and were staring at me curiously, began to dance again, and after a moment of watching, I joined them.
I woke with the sound of flamenco clapping in my head. I knew this was not just a normal dream. First of all, it was all in Spanish, and while I speak Spanish, I don't dream in that language anymore. Secondly, although he didn't look familiar to me, as Diana had, I felt a strong connection to him. His smile was so compassionate and encouraging!
Carlos is not always with me. He seems to come and go. I haven't yet picked up on what prompts him to show up. When he is there, we always converse in Spanish. And, he is, so far, my only male guide.