“When I was given a lesson of self-worth,” Anne Davenport writes, “I became neither victim, nor perpetrator, but a human being, who is here to learn about what life is… Today, I have been given my last mission, which is to be one who speaks for Archangel Michael, as His quality of truthfulness, incorporated into Anne’s earthly body, and Aften, Anne’s soul body, His highest soul’s likeness here in the third dimension.”
Earthero is the story of Anne, Aften and Michael, three entities with one voice. Though this sounds cryptic, there is content in here that makes perfect sense: Take care of the world, live in harmony with all things, look inward and attune your soul. Need less, feel more, hurt no one. These are the messages of the Archangel Michael, as channeled by Aften and written by Anne Davenport, the living, breathing nutritionist math teacher who might be the very person next to you in the produce section, reaching for the organic romaine. It is her mission to bring Michael’s message to those open enough to receive it. Lighted upon by those too radical to set up tents in more orthodox backyards, America has subsequently always been awash with a special tolerance toward belief. Those first colonists reveled in their religious freedom by being as devout and constrictive as body and mind would allow, though under sovereignty of God and not their former royal deities. But every freedom has a flip side, as evidenced by the scouring of Salem, and one man’s heaven can quickly become another man’s hell. As the nation expanded, warred and became obsessed with ownership, pursuit of God’s utopia was less universal. The communal societies of the iconoclasts moved west and quietly built their legacies.
Spiritualism flourished in the period following the Civil War to World War I, as if in response to the chaotic state of the nation, the Industrial Revolution and an increasing need to put the self into perspective. Actively propagated by women, “spirit societies” sprung up in the more affluent niches of urban areas and consisted of writers, artists and theater people—those seemingly more sensitive to other voices. The act of channeling, or serving as a mouthpiece for the spirits, was regarded highly only by those within such circles. Much of the general populace considered direct contact with a higher power plausible solely within the context of ordainment, so rarely was a woman deemed credible as a conduit of God.
What we’ve seen in the 20th century is a certain cyclical flow of renewed belief and displaced belief, the renewal occurring at times of united national struggle and displacement soon following, as if to stanch the groundswell of mass theopathy. Traditional sources splinter and the spin-off sects mix old tenets with modern concepts. Or, there enters a charismatic new figure with captivating pronouncements and an entire system of achievement. Or, conversely to both of these, there arises something culled from the more arcane areas of belief—the Anglo-Israelites, the Atlanteans, the Gnostics. Our leap into the open age, the 2000s, beyond which many religious factions believed we’d never emerge, continues to abide the freedom to worship in whatever way we see fit. But how far have we come toward recognizing a prophet in our midst?
With Earthero, Anne Davenport has taken on the monumental task of swaying the skeptical modern reader toward belief in the intangible qualities of the Cosmic, knowing full well that her version competes with the word of thousands of philosophers, fundamentalists, scientists and even others who also channel the Archangel Michael. Undaunted by this, Anne initially relates her experiences as a novel, the first pages proceeding in an anecdotal vein, as if to carefully introduce the reader to the deep pool they’ll be traversing. But the further one reads, the more divorced from fiction the highly personal aspects of Anne/Aften’s life become. We are made aware of the infidelity of her “X,” causing a fear of abandonment that pervades the book. There are allusions to rape, abuse and even kidnapping. While these are not the major focal points, one can’t help but wonder if the advent of Michael as a spiritual guide arose from a need to supplant the damage inflicted upon Anne.
The book is divided into three sections that take on the quality of an outline for study. The first section provides some background on Anne’s triumvirate being and the ways in which she came to be disillusioned with herself and the world as it is. The second and third sections discuss the ways in which Michael suggests it can be rectified. The natural order needs realignment—too many living things are victims of mutation. The animal kingdom, the food we eat, our DNA, have all become fodder for experimentation, which in turn is very upsetting to the cosmic order. Human relationships are tethered to a co-dependency that extends back to the womb, prohibiting growth and dulling the survival instinct.
“Today,” she writes, “Many have been given a bread and butter life, only to ruin what they have been given to watch over, so now the time has come for everyone to try a lifestyle, a little less material-minded, by finding the soul in them that promotes these behaviors. There is another way to find this, which is to see your own masteries, but not as the only master. There have been many who are intelligent, but who have not been able to survive the hurting that happens…”
In times like these, where some find comfort in the protection of homeland security, others in temporary highs and willful ignorance, one woman speaking as a heavenly host is not that weird. Particularly when the message is to live honestly and well. Everyone deserves a guardian angel, don’t they?