Many people have asked me how I got started, so here's the story...
It begins, as many stories do, with a young boy with a broken heart. My great-aunt had just died, and my father had told me so bluntly... I cried for so long. Laying on my bed, eyes blurred by tears, I thought my mother had sat upon the bed and was stroking my hair. When I cleared my eyes and looked up, I saw a young boy about my age sitting on the bed. His eyes held a wisdom more profound than any I had ever seen, and I knew I was looking at something not of this material realm.
He told me his name was Michael, and stayed with me until I felt better. After that, I saw him a lot. He grew with me until I hit puberty. At that point, he showed himself as he was... like a middle-aged man, grey wings in his hair and bloodstains on his shirt. I knew he was the battle-angel by this time, but I still wasn't totally prepared. I have seen angels ever sence, and began to see demons as well.
Obviously, seeing angels lead me down the Christian path for a while. I went to church and prayed daily... until one day, I got the powerful impression that God wasn't listening. It was right about this time that I began to realize I could feel other people's emotions, especially strong ones, even in text, if they were feeling something strongly when they wrote it. With the realization that God wasn't listening, but the strong knoweldge that God existed, I went on a search. I read books and texts from religions from around the world. I took notes, and noted where they were most similar, and even asked Michael for help sometimes.
Using all this information, I took on a new code. Harm none. Magic is real. God is a woman. And just like that, I realized, the gods were listening to me again. My visions of angels and demons became stronger, as did my ability to feel other's emotions, but I stopped dreaming. It wasn't until my Junior year of high school that I met other pagans and was astounded that others believed the same thing I did. So I started studying Wicca, and took up my own ecclectic path, incorporating the knowledge that angels live.
I had other experiences... some good, some bad... but those are stories for another time.