I was in a high-rise apartment and I had come downstairs to get the mail. The elevator had jammed and we were all stuck in the elevator. I say “we” as I saw some of my friends were there with me. We waited as the elevator opened and the firefighters were all crowded in the lobby. There were a lot of firefighters who had Angels of God written on their clothes. I thought that was a nice name for the firefighters. I walked out and was glad to be safe.I went to a corner of the lobby where I bumped into a firefighter who asked me, “Ann Marie, have you written the songs yet?”I asked him, “What songs? I only write prayers for my Lord.”
He smiled and said, “Yes we know.”
I asked him, “What? How? I have never shared this with anyone. How do you know?”
He asked, “May I have a hug?”I said, “Yes, sure. Who are you?”
He replied, “Archangel Michael. I am glad you are finally out of the elevator.”I woke up crying for a long time as I had this dream in my heart. I knew life was really a struggle, so I did not know how I would be able to get my prayer book out. I had shared this dream with very few close friends. I forgot all about this dream as life had brought obstacles as tests in my life, until one day life had given me a strange knock on my door.
In 2014, I was living in downtown Seattle in a high-rise apartment. I went downstairs to the lobby to get my mail. The elevator had stopped and we were stuck in the elevator for a while until someone opened the elevator from outside. We all walked out as we were not even panicked for this elevator always did this. As we all walked outside, there were firefighters and the lobby was really crowded. I thought maybe I would use the staircase this time. I would have to go ten floors up, but I had done that before. After getting the mail, I thought okay let’s go up the staircase as I saw the elevator shaft was left open.
A person had a t-shirt on which said Angels. He told us, “Hey don’t panic. It’s end of time anyway and we are all here.”This was a very nice, polite person who was always friendly. This incident reminded me of my dream and I thought maybe my prayer book should be out now.I again ignored this until another dream came in 2017 which was as follows:I was walking by a river where I heard sounds of people crying and asking for help. I knew I could do nothing but pray. So, I placed my prayers on a paper and placed them in bottles and let them float. I prayed may they reach the people who but need them.
I have this dream written in detail in one of my books. As I woke up this time, I knew this is it. I must do my share and help those who need a little support, or prayers to awaken each creation individually and spiritually. When they need to share a sweet song with their Creator, may they find solace through my songs as I did. After years of fighting a war within my soul, I knew I had to get out of the elevator and even if it helps one soul, let that soul find peace through my words.I have had more dreams about writing prayers, and much more which I will one day summon up my courage to write about in my Dream Diary, maybe. I have finally published my prayer book which I have named, Spiritual Songs: Letters From My Chest. From my heart, I give you my prayer book. All my prayers are religiously unaffiliated and are only from a creation to The Creator.I have written prayers for all religion, race, and color. If I could, I would give a free copy to everyone who but want these prayers. This world is hard and even if I wanted to, I cannot afford it. Maybe one day, The Lord shall help and I can give one copy to all.
I started to work on my prayer book as the words just came, and with tears and love, they poured onto papers and now I have these words for all of whom but seek them. They gave solace to my soul and I awakened spiritually as I realized I love to write for peace and harmony.
I have for support my struggles and tears, and the joy I find in complete strangers. I started to write inspirational quotations as a complete spiritual solace and have published three original quotation books: Spiritual Travelers: Life’s Journey From The Past To The Present For The Future, Spiritual Messages: From A Bottle, and Spiritual Journey: Life’s Eternal Blessings.
I call all my books my, Spiritual Collection. May they find a place in the hearts of all whom but need them.
All my love and blessings,
Ann Marie Ruby