Author’s note: This is a private letter sent to me by Dorothy Maclean following conversations we had about the Angel of Findhorn. This was part of the preparations of the Angels@Findhorn 2000 conference which took place 22-29 April 2000. In 2022 I created a play entitled The Cross-Breed Angel inspired by this letter.
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20th December 1999
Dear Michael,
I promised to give you the story of the Angel of Findhorn, so here goes.
On 5th July ’63 I got the impression of a sleeping-beauty beingness lying on its back at Findhorn as if awaiting a prince to come along to kiss it into life. Not that there was such a being; it was a way of telling me that something needed awakening. I asked the Landscape Angel, who was my general intermediary into the angelic realm, what this meant, and was told that the various life-forces of the garden were settling in, rather like a birth of a being that needs coordination. Now I quote the Landscape Angel:
“It is in fact a being, a very wonderful being, at present under the jurisdiction of the Wilkie Angel, but entire with its own peculiar beauty and developing rapidly. You all give it strength as you think of this place as apart, unique, perfect. As you work for that perfection, the depth of your thought and feeling gives it strength. This happens all the time – what goes in comes out – and often such a being lasts long after its creators have passed on, or it is taken over by others and kept whole. [ … ]
“No, it is not a child form when not mature, but more unformed, asleep. It is of all of you and all that comprises your place, and yet it is a life of itself; it is both. You will have to get used to these vague boundaries in the inner kingdoms, for they overlap and interconnect, and will not be pinned down. The moment you think you know all about them, with a leap they are out of your grasp again, free beings. I know, there is something you might call ‘wild’ in us which perhaps comes from being without a dense physical body.” [ … ]
My next contact re the angel on 20 July ’63, also from the Landscape Angel, communicated: “Your angel has a certain difficulty in forming because there is enough higher energy to form a great angel but so little geographical variety. Everything is in miniature except the vibrations. It will have to be a new sort of creature.” By geographical variety was not just geography but energy on other levels such as patterns, plans, purposes, which we (Peter, Eileen, Lena and I) did not have at the time.
On 7th Oct. ’63 from the Landscape Angel: “I said before that the angel in formation for you is a new type of angel, and this is becoming increasingly apparent. It is gathering life from all of you in a unity with human kind not hitherto known. You are in a sense part of its body, and it will act also as a sensory bridge with you for others of my kingdom, and will help you in your work. It is still nebulous. Though it may be slow in growing to you, it is phenomenally fast compared to others. You cannot feel this new creature yet – nor can we, but we cause it to be brought about. Its eyes are closed yet, its reposeful hands still being defined, its length very great. Definite warmth directed to it will speed up the process and quicken its life. We are fascinated and delighted that you can see that much of it.” Here again, human form references not to be taken literally.
On 1st Nov. ’63 from the Landscape Angel: “As the garden grows your angel is growing; the eyes are open and the head has some movement. No, you will not be able to contact it yet; it is not coherent enough, not yet one of us. When it is one of us, our knowledge is its knowledge, for any of us (at this level) can tune into or draw on an over-all level of knowing. You humans could do likewise if you so willed but you have not developed enough nor are there enough of you to have an encyclopaedia of the real world. Your immediate reservoirs of knowledge are racial and limited.”
On 5th Nov. ’63 I attuned to the Wilkie Angel, which among other things said: “… I am proud to be part of and have a hand in the fashioning of your own new angel. Because it is in my territory, my influence on it is considerable and much of the force going into its makeup is channelled through me, which is a privilege. I work a great deal in the formation of the forces in its being …”
It may be of interest that on 16th Nov. ’63 I contacted the Cluny Hill Angel: “We were the first to contact you, years ago, and are glad you have linked up with us again. There is true harmony between us, which does have something to do with the wonder and peace of trees. We know of your activities there. We are linked to you through the Landscape Angel in particular, and we are always here to add our radiance. Feel quite free to call on us for our different radiances at any time; we can add something of our auras to the whole. Yes, we are somewhat different from the ordinary hill angels because the Mound has long had strong radiations which are part of our power. Oh yes, we are linked; keep us in mind.”
And on 22nd Nov. the Landscape Angel reminded me of the connection between Cluny Hill and the Findhorn garden: “You will remember your sight of me with the right hand connected with Cluny Hill and the left with you here … The forces in these two places are linked, and the angels are eager for direct contact …”
On 10th Feb. ’64 the Landscape Angel said: “Yes, your own angel can almost speak now. You sense him opening his mouth to speak but nothing came forth; he is not yet ready or coherent enough in force for communication. You feel us as various sexes depending on the force which is uppermost. I am both to you, the majority of the plant devas seem feminine and your own deva masculine. This can vary in any of us as the forces required of us at the time vary. We are not rigid …”
It was not until 26th Feb. ’67 that I made direct contact with the Findhorn Angel: “I take my stand with my brothers, and we stand tall and one in essence. Immensely vigorous and vital am I, with a role that reaches the four corners of the earth and beyond. I am a new being, and we all rejoice that I am. We all rejoice amongst ourselves in these realms that, with the help of all of you, has been born and grown to fulfilment one such as I, a prototype of this combined activity. I have been brought up and given sustenance by both the devic and human world, mothered by the Landscape Angel, energized by you all, and planned from near the Godhead.
“Do not form a clear concept of me and so keep me in limitation. My aspect to you has been of immensely vital young manhood, to use your terminology, but that is but a small and current view, from the focus of the expansion here at present. I have many parts to play and much to do, and we do it together – we being you humans and myself as you see me. Yet am I more individual and more general than others of my kind, rather a cross-breed.
“Oh, what deep breaths of life there are to take from our One Creator! The breath and depth and length of our mutual function is beyond measure, and of interest to far beyond your recognition. Here worlds converge – of course they do in all places of activity in all levels, but you are experimental, I am experimental, we work together. The power of the blessing and help we have is enough to create new worlds; if you were aware of it, you could not help but be Christs in action.
“Now I go from your consciousness, but I am in you and you are in me, different yet one. I am the Spirit of a place yet how much more I am. You are limited human beings but you are gods in the making. We are one because we have all been given life.”
In between these rare Findhorn Angel contacts, as well as my continuing inner contact with God I had hundreds of contacts with many many devas/angels, lots of flower angels, beings of the Sun, of Fire, of Rain, of qualities, etc. Most of these gave quite long messages, for Peter had had enough of the gardening knowledge not to need to ask for more answers and I could focus on the angelic realm. My deva files show me that my next contact with the Findhorn Angel was on 22nd May 1969:
“From an unawakened godling I have grown to stature reaching up to the Highest, for the spirit of a place does not depend on the physical size of the land. Many factors come into my makeup but now my greatest characteristic is height, up, up into the Highest. I can mean many things to various souls, but all I would point in a straight line to the heights. That straight line leads to the heart of all things, to God, to be found high up or deep within, in the Sun itself, whatever way your consciousness is tuned. I would lift you out of yourself into your Self; for that purpose was I brought into being.
“You know me well in one way but you do not realise the unseen activity required for my growth. The deva hosts have been busy and have come on the wings of every aspiration and of every effort made by any of you towards betterment. Nothing is wasted in the divine economy; all is used for the building up of the whole. The bridge to Heaven is built with bricks you make yourself. This is always so and this whole project has always been under God’s guidance. Therefore the bricks have been put firmly in place.
“With our feet attached to one bit of the earth we angels/devas of a place meet consciously and jointly in the Heart of All, uniting and swaying as we spread our forces in the necessary directions. Some are active, some are quiescent; each helps the other. In your activity you have help from all over the world and beyond – yes, from the universes. This is a focal point and to me as a channel with my head in the Heart of All, distance is nothing. It is the purity, the intention and the effort which count.
“Into me as a channel are ‘pushed energies from all sides and on all levels in these worlds of spirit. I am fed with the friendly help of the greatest of Beings, Beings who have been of help to the earth through the ages. The openings in me into which these Beings pour that help are caused by all of you as you open more to perfection. I am, we are, one. I give as you give, I receive as you receive, but I can see from when your help comes. I can see the vastness of the influences.
“You do not have to think of me. I am here. Think of the Highest, accept no limitations, range any world, do any deed, turn from every shadow in yourself and face the Light. As you do that, we grow and the Spirit of Findhorn spans all worlds. Rejoice that it is so.”
I continued my various inner contacts, the Landscape Angel remaining my normal contact for Findhorn questions until I left in May 1973 and until now. I do have a note that in Feb. ’74 I was asked by Findhorn folk about the purity of contact with their angel, and I received the following from the Landscape Angel: “It is true that the purity of contact no longer exists – and also it is not as simple to achieve the same purity of contact in America. However, that will come and is all in the plan. For the Findhorn garden to carry out what has been so wonderfully started it is necessary for there to be contact with us on a pure impersonal level. M… is too personally involved in what he does and frankly we cannot see that changing at the moment. It is important that the garden demonstrate the principles of cooperation and we will do all we can, but man must invoke us: that is the law.”
As far as I can gather, except for nice welcoming messages when I return to Findhorn, the above covers my contact with the Findhorn Angel. I wondered why I have hundreds of messages from the Landscape Angel instead, and believe that was because I had already established my contact with our work at Findhorn via the Landscape Angel and just naturally continued this practice. Also, the Findhorn Angel took a long time to become fully functional, and then of course it kept changing as the community grew at a rapid rate, and then I left. If I had stayed, because of the change of direction in the community, I probably would have contacted it more. It was natural for the community to deal with the Findhorn Angel because energies were no longer focused on the nature world, even though both the Landscape Angel and the Findhorn Angel would have preferred the contact to be kept up. They still would, for to include the cooperation with the intelligence of nature would benefit the community and the world.
I hope this letter has not been too long and boring, but I thought it best to quote what had come, even if the content might be worded differently now. It was a surprise to me that there were so few messages from the Findhorn Angel. I liked finding, from the Findhorn Angel, that it would like to lift us into our divinity, and for that purpose was it brought into being.
See you soon in the next millennium.
With love,
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PS Here’s another about Findhorn, on 12th May 1973 from the Landscape Angel just before I left. It may seem vague and unhelpful:
“Findhorn has changed beyond recognition these last few years and this has had a great effect on us – by ‘us’ I mean the devas in general – as it has enabled us to rise to higher levels along with the plants and other material manifestation, knowing they are safe and knowing you are with us.
“If I seem rather remote, that is only because I am speaking from a high level of Oneness, where sensitivity is enhanced and beauty is intact, and it is lovely to have you share this place. By ‘you’ I mean the group. There is a greater sharing here between man and deva now, and although it may not be conscious among you, nevertheless it is real. It is cooperation in consciousness, and from that all other cooperation springs. We know now that we can share with you in other ways and that will come, whether or not it is recognized consciously among you that we may be the source of, shall we say, new information, new initiative, new ways.
“Yet the conscious contact will grow, for it is part of the focussing to Oneness to have one awareness spread in all directions. When this becomes so, words are totally inadequate. That too does not matter, for when our understanding is beyond words and needs no words, our Oneness is yet more evident.
“As you give thanks to us for what help we have given, we give thanks to you likewise and we can part knowing that there is no separation, knowing that love is our essence and God is all.”

Michael lived in the Findhorn Community from 1992 to 2006, He met and married, Jutta Geissler, in the Park Sanctuary and Casper duly arrived in 2002.



what a rich set of angelic communications – thank you for sharing this Michael
What a treasure of a letter. I enjoyed being transported to that time and reading about the Wilkie Angel, the Cluny Hill Angel and the Landscape angel; how they were all involved in helping bring in to being what Dorothy describes as a Cross-Breed angel, seemingly the first of its kind.
Thank you Dorothy, thank you Michael for sharing it.
I’ve just read the play and found it very beautiful and touching. Michael trod this sacred ground lightly, with deep sensitivity and with the child-like quality of magic and wonder which always comes with connection with the angelic realm. I love the inclusion of the child and the ‘teddy’ is a truly lovely touch. It really expressed the community aspect of the place.
I thought the dialogue was very good. It somehow captured the individual voices well. I also thought it effective to span beginning to present day.