A few weeks ago I was flown up to Pennsylvania to be interviewed for a Canadian TV program, William Shatner’s Weird or What?, for History Television.

The series features real-life mysteries and then examines the science, theories and evidence that attempt to explain the impossible. It’s not a debunking show but rather a discussion with credible scientists and authorities of matters that cannot be easily explained.

I thought I’d write today about three of my favorite angel books (not counting my own).

March marked the twentieth anniversary of my work A Book of Angels.A new edition published by Tarcher/Penguin is now in bookstores, with a video at Tarcher Talks.

What if you could come back and live your life all over again—this time as your own guardian angel? That’s the premise of the new book The Guardian Angel’s Journal by the English poet and writer Carolyn Jess-Cooke. In it, she suggests that time is not linear, but happening (as some physicists theorize) all at once: past, present and future.

I was giving a workshop a few weeks ago, and one of the participants shared the most lovely, unusual story of her single angel encounter.

“Can angels come as a scent?” she asked. “A fragrance?”

Not long ago I was in Pennsylvania giving two workshops on spiritual matters (drawing on my celebrated book Book of Angels and my new book, The Art of Intuition).

One of the most interesting things about the angel stories I receive is the writer’s insistence about how “normal” she is (it’s virtually always a woman; only occasionally is it a man).

“Let me assure you, I am not a ‘kook,’ ” writes one; “I won’t bore you with details defending my ‘normal human’ status,” writes another. And then they recount a tale so remarkable that you are grateful to be human and ordinary, wounded or defenseless, for it is to these that miracles occur—or angels come.

I recently wrote about a light that filled a room as if an angel were protecting a woman from her abusive husband.

And why not? Angels are made of light, and they come in any form in which their message can be heard: in a dream, in an accident or coincidence, in the form of an animal, as a human, or sometimes as an intuition or a light. An angel can also be a disembodied voice.

Every now and then, one runs across a story so remarkable, so magical and mysterious, that it echoes in the heart afterward. Like this one, from my friend Margaret Belitsaris. 

Sometimes I receive letters from people recording their encounters with angels or musing on incidents in their lives so unusual that they don’t appear within the realm of ordinary life.

They are beyond the tangible, the physical world you see with your eyes or touch with your hands. And yet they are so powerful you cannot forget, deny or put them out of your mind. I shall tell some in upcoming blog postings. Remember them. Tuck them into your memory, for the meaning of the whole is more than each specific, slight, individual event.