By Mary, Tuesday, July 01, 2008 12:36:10 PM
I have read all of Sylvia's books and some more than once. I have called on my angels for help. I am very depressed and feel like a failure. I lost my job, can't pay the rent and it goes on and on. I am a bad person but can't seem to get a break. I just wish once i can get something good and be able to provide for my family with just a little pleasure. It would feel so nice to be able to get something with out putting things back when i get to the register. Angels can you please help me? Sylvia please let me know if you see anything good for me? All i do is cry and cry and cry.

By Elizabeth, Sunday, June 29, 2008 08:29:18 PM
Hi Sylvia,I started to believe In Angels when my husband passed away from lung cancer.I had read books about Angels by other authors but something was missing, until 6 years ago when I started to read your books and I have read everyone and waiting for the newest book.I have wanted to know who my Spirit Guide and Guardian Angels are.I just was in a car accident and got badly hurt. I had felt that there was some one with me. I know I could have gotten hurt alot more hurt than I did(cracked rib and 2 fractures to my pelvis)My car was totaled. I do talk to my Angels And Spirit Guide all the time. I also have a friend I take of she is in a wheelchair and she loved the shows when you were on Montel. Ever book i read I tell her about it. She has a hard to read. We both think you are great.One of these times my friend and I would like to see you in person.I can always put that on my wish list.

By Beverley, Wednesday, June 25, 2008 12:35:25 AM
Thank you,Sylvia Browne,i have just recently bought three of your books , you don't know it, but you have just helped me through one of the worst years of my entire life. Bless you so much i wish i could hug you . i thank God for leading me to you, for the first time in my life, i don;t feel totally alone. Everytime i bought one of your books, it anwered some very deep questions, i was struggling with at the time. ... A grateful Bev in Canada

By araceli, Monday, June 23, 2008 03:09:20 PM
Hi there Slvia Brown, I would like to know how I can find out who my Guardian Angel is, I would like to know the name. Thank You. Araceli Ontario, CA.

By maylin, Tuesday, June 17, 2008 05:18:17 AM
i really do not have any idea who my guardian angel is. but i know and i believe that my guardian angel is just beside me, watching over me and guiding and helping me. i hope i will know the name of my guardian angel and that i will get to know my angel.

By shawn, Saturday, June 14, 2008 02:17:27 PM
Lately I have been hearing someone call my name softly only to turn and find no one is near me. What does this mean?

By Debra, Tuesday, June 10, 2008 11:00:03 AM
I remember one time in my life when I was heading for a breakdown, thinking of many ways to kill myself. I had severe depression and crying all the time. Then one day I felt a warm golden glow upon me and I fell in to a deep sleep. It was like someone gave me a shot of medicine. The next day when I woke up the depression was gone and I was thinking normal again. I know my guardian has his/her hands full when it comes to me and I am grateful for the help. I just wish I knew his/her name. But I think my guardian is a he?

By Wendy, Monday, June 09, 2008 10:30:38 PM
A semi with a flat bed filled with some sort of heavy duty plastic pieces took a turn to quick while entering a freeway. The trailer tipped and the load broke loose, with the large heavy black plastic "discs" heading right at my vehicle. I could not get away from the load. The gentleman in the middle lane literally block me and although I was frantically trying to move into his lane, he would not move forward or backward and when I tried to go a little bit faster or slower, so did he. I could not go much faster because of the car ahead of me. Slowing down would have meant that plastic would have definitely hit my car. I prayed. I believe our sweet Lord Jesus, my grandfather and an angel saved me that day. The plastic discs came flying at my car and looked like they were being pushed away from my passenger window. It was totally unbelievable. When I got to work, the boss mentioned that I looked as "white as a ghost." Yet, incredibly I felt an inner calm that lasted for a long time. I have never shared this story with anyone, because I always felt nobody would believe it. The news reported the incident with the truck, but I never, never heard anymore details about it.

By Araura, Monday, June 09, 2008 02:54:30 PM
Today was pretting incredible - I had heard Sylvia talking on a show recording about knowing who youre asking for help when you go asking? Respectfully - go to the top! I was driving with my fiance this morning to the airport when after about 30 mins of high speed travelling, knowing that I still had to get back across the city to open a school in time, he realised he'd left something important behind. I only had enough time to drop him off and get back, but I agreed to leave him at the entrance and 'fly' back home, fetch what he needed for his flight and make sure he got it before his flight took off. I had 55 minutes. The road travelling time is estimated at 45mins one way, and I was in his truck which bearly keeps up with the normal traffic. Still, knowing I was promising the impossible - but knowing all along how dangerous it was for him to travel without what he needed - I drove on. I remember looking at the sky thinking " this looks like an onimous painting - like an omen of something horrid : what am I doing? : nobody can make it in this time... in this truck : I'm being a fool : who will open the school? : what if there's an accident - I dont even have my phone - nobody will know " and then I felt a calm - Sylvias voice chuckled in the back of my head " Go to the top! " I breathed in a deep breath and asked with the most sincerity I've felt in a long time " Please help me do this - I need to get this to him so he can leave on this flight. Please help me" It didnt feel as though the truck went any faster - and I'm sure my toe was sore from pressing down so hard on the pedal. But I looked up at one moment felt like I'd missed an entire town, a whole section of the road I was hard pressed to recall - and actually still am battling to. I made it home in just under 25minutes - grabbed what my fiance needed, went to the loo, had a panic attack, arranged for someone else to be at the school and jumped back into the truck. The tank was on empty. My heart dropped to my toes. At this time of the morning I'd now have to battle the school traffic and the work congestion - and probably have to wait for a petrol attendant and an open bay... I swollowed hard. "Dont give up" "Just keep going" was what I felt. Several times I remember just wanting to stop and turn back on this futile quest! Rediculous - I only had 16minutes before his flight - and a 45min trip in traffic! There were no cars in the deisel bay - and an attendant looked like he was waiting just for me - it was like I was at a formula one pit-stop - I've never had service like that ( and I suspect it wont happen again :)) Needless to say I was back on the freeway like a bullet - and remember thinking "where is everyone?" there harldy seemed to be any traffic and the traffic that was on the road was well spaced out enough for me (normally cautious) zig-zag in and out of. I looked at the clock in the dash - my stomache was weighed heavily. Even with all of this - I would still never make it - the distanc was simply too far. "Keep going - keep going" was the feeling. I screeched into the departure bay at the airport. There was my fiance - a feint smile on his face - the type you wear when you know you just lost 9 grand on a flight you missed. I burst into tears. This was just too much to handle. He looked at me, squeezed my hand and said the air-attendants were looking at new flight arrangements for him. I left the airport, and him with tears streaking down my face. I had done everything I could in the face of the impossible - I had tried. I still had a school to get to - and then my ears rang - all those little children - were they safely in their classes? Once again - my eyes looked up and my toe went down. I got to the school just as it was starting to fill. All was well. I didnt hear from my fiance until around 10:30 and it was only to say what a stroke of luck had happened: Inclement weather had delayed all departure flights by half an hour - so HE ACTUALLY BOARDED THE FLIGHT HE WAS ORIGINALLY BOOKED ON - WITH EVERYTHING HE NEEDED!!! *** Always Believe *** Never Give Up On What You've Asked For *** And Be Open to Hearing How Your Prayers Have Been Answered.

By DARLENE, Monday, June 09, 2008 09:20:30 AM
I believe in angels , since I lost my son and sister last year its been difficult to deal with illnesses and death. My mother of 90 has lived with me 30 now and i feel the angels have helped me with watching and being there for her.Although I feel so alone sometimes , like something is missing, Im single and have a boyfriend but still feel lonely?