Tuesday, December 28, 2010

What a Christmas!

When we first got our cat Angel from the shelter, I loved taking pictures of her. I had joined ourhappycat.com and posted many photos for her cat hut. I guess she got used to being in the lime light. Life got busy and the photos stopped. Yesterday while taking pics of the squirrel, Angel jumped up on the bookcase by me and meowed. I didn't realize she was jealous until later when I sat down on the sofa to relax. "Look at Angel," my son said.

"Who could resist that pose?" I grabbed the camera and she waited for me to snap away.

Like Santa Claus, many feel this way after the holidays. Bowled over from all the festivities. The snow storm slowed things down and it was wonderful to have time to reflect on God's beauty in the stillness of nature.

Enjoy your day with the Angels,

Karen

Monday, December 27, 2010

Snowstorm

The old apple tree.

The meditation garden.
The Brazilian Nut Feast


Our cat, Angel, is on my lap as I write. What a winter wonderland outside the window. The old apple tree dressed in white fluffy snow looks so graceful with bended soft white powdery boughs. The snow on the bird bath is stacked like a white birthday cake in honor of Jesus' birthday. Everything is transformed into purity.

A bushy tailed squirrel had been coming to enjoy his breakfast several mornings last week. It was a breakfast for champions because he deserved a gold medal for his daring feat.

A thin straggly branch high up in a tree right outside the slider had a long sprig of wild berries. He took some strands of berries by stretching as far as he could on the limb. Then bent the spindly branch so he could curl it toward him to eat.

The last strand of black berries hung way down. Far beyond his grasp, he would scamper off. I wanted to help, but Elliot suggested leaving it to nature.

The morning before the snowfall, we watched him as he stretched so far it was a miracle. What determination. Hanging upside down by the very tips of his claws. Straining farther and farther to grasp the last fruit of the season. Fearing for his life, I silently imagined an angel holding him up.

Then somehow he grabbed that single sprig of berries, broke it off and hurried away. Elliot repeated that old adage. "See, you have to go out on the limb to get the fruit." A good reminder for us all.

With the worst snow storm in 21 years to hit the beach, I decided to reward the little fellah with a big Brazilian nut. He savored each nibble, twirling it between his little paws. "This little guy will be speaking Spanish in no time," Elliot joked, as we watched him eat. The squirrel's diet had been bird seed and sunflower seeds.

So nature is the best way to understand life at times. It speaks to us in parables of seasons through the antics of our animal and bird friends.

Many blessings,

Karen

Sunday, December 26, 2010

A Belated Christmas Gift

I remember the excitement of our first Christmas at Virginia Beach in 1999. Snow flurries on Christmas morning! I grabbed the video camera and took a walk in a winter wonderland. I was so surprised. Snow at the beach?!

Now, many years and several snowfalls later, it hasn't lost its wonder. What joy to wake up this morning to a wintry snow scene. A belated Christmas gift from the snow elementals.

Watching the beautiful snow flakes, I got to thinking how amazing that no two are alike. Each one is unique. Just as each of us is a one of a kind creation of God. We each have a gift to share with the world. The gift of our divine Presence. Today the Angels are asking that we celebrate our gift and spend the day in joy.

Many blessings,

Karen

Monday, December 20, 2010

The Spirit of Christmas at the DMV


(clipart Doverpublications.com)

Recently we gifted our trusty blue Buick to a young family in need of transportation. So today, we found ourselves at the DMV transferring the license plates ANGLZS to our other car. The last place you want to go this time of year is the DMV. Walking into the building, we asked the Angels to be with us.

The Department of Motor Vehicles was packed, but the holiday spirit ran high. Jolly holiday tunes on the sound system. A young man behind us began bopping to Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree, much to the embarrassment of his girl friend. So we danced a little and sang to lighten the wait. The place was festive. Poinsettias on the counter tops. Brightly wrapped packages trimmed the walls. Clerks in bright red Santa hats were busy waiting on customers.

A commercial came on the radio. Elliot and I listened not sure we could believe our own ears. "What God wants is for you to love one another. If we loved one another, there would be no more war. We are all one." During the holidays, the announcer said, "Reach out and hug someone. Share love with one another."

Earlier I had watched a shy woman approach an elderly man in line. He looked like her grandfather whom she missed very much. Teary eyed, she asked if she could give him a hug. He smiled, giving her a warm hug and some reassuring words.

At 12:12 we were at the counter, listening to Ave Maria as our tags were being transferred. I looked to my right. At the next counter, an old friend was being helped. We hadn't seen her in over a year. We reached out for a hug in the middle of our transactions. The spirit of Christmas was alive at the DMV. We were surely in the presence of Angels. And I'm not talking about the cherubic stocking holder at the front counter.

Wishing you a loving, joyful Christmas season. And remember to invite your Angels to be with you wherever you go.

Blessings,

Karen

Sunday, December 12, 2010

The Peace of Christmas

Be at peace just now. Rest and still the mind. Avoid the angst of crowded malls and spend time in quiet stillness in nature. Whether it be admiring a beautiful sunset or watching the surf roll in. Or gazing at the flickering flames of a warm hearth. Enjoy the moment in gratitude for all the wonderful gifts of the Creator. The message of Christmas is simple. A child is born in a lowly manger to be the Light of the World. May the Christ be born in each of us as we draw close to His presence during these holy days.

Many blessings,

Karen

Saturday, December 11, 2010

The Light of Christmas

This week while in the car, I heard a talk show on the radio. The speaker told how some folks want to wait until they have all of their light before stepping out. "It doesn't work that way," she said. As you step out and trust, you are presented with a shaft of light. Each time you do so, you get another shaft of light. And another. By sharing our light it is increased. We are shown to be trustworthy.

Yesterday as I was driving along, a song came on the radio. "Arise, shine; For your light has come! And the glory of the Lord is risen upon you."

As you decorate your tree, may the lights be a reminder of the true meaning of Christmas.

Many blessings,

Karen

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Snow!

When I woke up early this morning, the blinds were shut but there was such a quiet hush and a stillness in the air that comes with a snow fall. "It feels like it snowed." I told Elliot. He laughed like I was nuts. And it didn't seem very likely but I got out of bed and opened the blinds. The ground was covered with a beautiful white frost. It had snowed! I felt like a child with the best surprise. Maybe the two years in Fairbanks, Alaska had helped to hone my senses to the snow angels.

Here's a picture of our iris fairy in her snow cap watching over the pansies.

Enjoy your day with the Angels.


Karen

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Angels of Grace

(photo from the web)


Last weekend my good friend Pat passed along to me her collection of angel books. The timing couldn't have been better with my upcoming talk at the ARE Edgar Cayce Forum on Angels in Everyday Life. I found one book especially helpful. Angels of Grace by Anselm Gruen, a German monk. His book introduces 50 attributes of God in angelic form. I took a suggestion from the Introduction and made my own deck of these angel cards. With the New Year coming soon, he recommended drawing an angel and trusting that the one you picked is the very angel you need for the New Year.

The book is a wonderful reference with practical everyday applications. I was so inspired by the idea, I prepared a basket of Angel cards for the Forum attendees to choose as an angel for the 2011. The more we open our hearts to the angels, the more we become aware of the loving presence that enfolds our lives, moment by moment.

By the way my Angel was The Angel of Courage which I definitely need when speaking in public.

Blessings,

Karen

P.S. Although the book was published in 1998, it is available on amazon.com

Sunday, November 28, 2010

On Eagle's Wings

Yesterday as we turned down the street to the lake, I saw a rare treat. A beautiful bald eagle flying toward us. He was so close I could see his majestic white head and yellow beak. I had my camera and quickly jumped out of the car hoping for a good picture. The door locks were sticky and it took several seconds before I could spring out. I calmed down remembering if it was meant to be I could take my time, the eagle would be waiting. To my surprise, as I got out of the car, he turned around and circled overhead several times making sure I caught his best side.

This was the first time we saw a bald eagle at the lake and the timing was perfect. Something had been deeply troubling me. And seeing it out of the blue was a positive sign to trust that everything would work out perfectly. Later that evening I read in A Book of Angels by Sophie Burnham that angels sometimes appear as birds. I feel certain that this was so with the eagle.

Then this morning we smiled as we listened to the weekly Bible scripture on the radio.

"But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint." Isaiah 40:31

Many blessings,

Karen

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Healing Angel Vision

I want to share a beautiful vision I had last month on the morning we left for our trip to New York. I was very worried about a friend battling cancer. I decided to pray instead and get above the dark clouds of despair.

I began to think higher thoughts to lift the veil of consciousness. In my third eye I saw another friend dancing by me carrying a tambourine. She was leading a multitude of angels in the heavenly clouds in her white feathery wings.

Then came another friend in wings.

And several more friends from my spiritual study group passed by in a long line of celestial helpers. They all had wings as they wended their way round and round on white clouds, like tiers on an etheric wedding cake.

The vivid vision was in color and seemed to be a glimpse into the heavenly realms. Soon more and more angels came parading by, taking their position on white clouds spiraling upward, until the cake was filled up with angels.

The last angel stood on top of the cake. I was surprised when he blew a trumpet.

I knew then it was Gabriel. Then Jesus appeared beside him on top of the cake. It was all so unexpected and offered such promise to believe in things yet seen. I had been worrying that my friend had passed over and I saw her, too, as an angel. We were all angels which is what the Edgar Cayce readings say--our Higher Self is our Guardian Angel that never fell from Christ consciousness and still stands at the Throne of God.

I felt so much better. I shared my vision with Elliot and a funny thing happened on our way to New York that day. We stopped for dinner in Seaford, Delaware and then took a walk to a nearby Dollar Tree to stretch our legs after the long drive. There on the shelf in the store I saw a band of white porcelain angels. One especially caught my eye. The one with the trumpet. A reminder of my vision that morning. I bought the band to join us on our trip to see Elliot's father for his 90th birthday.

Whatever challenge you may be facing today, be comforted in knowing that you are more than you seem. You are a child of the Most High. An Angel in God's procession of Love.


Blessings,

Karen

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

The Geese Flyby: An Angel Message

A springlike winter day prompted a drive to a nearby lake to watch the birds. Dozens of mallards and puffins kept us entertained, diving in and out of the water in search of breakfast.  A graceful blue heron soared above and touched down on the shore waiting for food. It turned out to be a simple time to sit back and enjoy nature. 
As we were leaving, I heard a distant call of a flock of geese approaching.  Hoping they would fly by we waited, but they veered off in a "V" formation heading north over the woods.  "Shouldn't they be heading south?" I asked Elliot, feeling a touch of disappointment. I love the rush of geese flying by.  For an instant you're caught up in the freedom and expansiveness of the flock.
"Oh well, some other time," I thought as we turned to walk back to the car.
Then I heard honking, the flock was flying back toward us, in a double "V" formation!  They flew just above our heads, so close I could see their faces.  Waving and cheering, we sent them on, thankful for the blessing.
A double V formation makes the letter "W".  The message of the geese is about writing like  Mother Goose and her nursery rhymes. The goose energy aids in communication through the use of stories. A goose feather was a writing tool.  In Ted Andrews' book, Nature Speak, the "V" formation is very symbolic. It reflects by its shape an opening to new possibilities, like an arrowhead it points to new ideas. A sign that we are about to begin a new path. Greater vision physical and spiritual will occur.
The morning geese taught another lesson.  If a heart's desire seems to be coming our way and suddenly takes a turn, don't be disappointed.  Let go of your attachment, and if it is meant to be it will wing its way back, bigger and better than you can imagine.
I didn't have my camera because I ignored the angel nudge to bring it along.  :(

May your angels inspire you with new ideas that fed your soul today.


Rae Karen

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Managing Your Own Health Plan

With health care such a looming issue, our angelic friend, Pat Davis, set a goal last fall to share the research she gleaned and the experiences she gained in being more proactive toward living a healthier life. One year later, her book, Managing Your Own Health Plan, is now available. It encompasses the four aspects necessary to living a balanced, peaceful, happy, healthy life.

When I opened the book yesterday, I happened upon the chapter, Establishing a Spiritual Practice. Pat shares a sample prayer to pray before retiring at night:

"Dear God, I humbly and gratefully thank you for the use today of your most precious gift, my life. I ask for Your forgiveness for any and all mistakes I may have made, as well as any and all omissions of service I might have rendered life, had I been more alert and more harmonious.

I ask you to be with me in my dreams tonight and clear away the fears that keep me from understanding, trusting, and following my divine guidance. If there is a message you wish to give me, please help me to understand clearly and remember it when I awake in the morning.

Send your angels to guard me through the night, and keep me safe. Be near me when I awake, and bless all those I love.

Let there be peace in my community and family. Let it begin with me. I ask for the removal of all obstacles to the healing of my body and the development of my soul.

Thank you for hearing my prayer. Amen!"

Pat's book can be ordered on her website www.lifetimediscoveries.com

I highly recommend it to anyone who wants to reclaim their health care and make wise choices between alternative and conventional therapies.

Enjoy your day with the Angels,

Karen

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Co-exist

On our way to New York last week, Elliot pointed out this bumper sticker on the SUV in front of us. "See how it spells co-exist with symbols from various religions." I took a photo when we stopped at the traffic light. It was designed to promote co-existence among people that have different religions and points of view.

Angelic Blessings,

Karen

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Archangel Gabriel

In the Zohar, we learn more about Gabriel. After midnight he calls and then all the roosters of the world call. Gabriel writes down all the activities of the world's inhabitants each day and reads everything he wrote during the day.

It's hard to imagine that every thought we think, every act we do does not go unnoticed. There really are no secrets.

Always we are given the choice on what to do for we were created with free will. When we align with the Divine, our actions here on the earth plane arouse a stirring in the upper realm increasing the Light down here. The more we ask to be a channel for the Light, the more Light will be given according to the measure in which we use what is given us. The Light has no judgment. It either is or it isn't just as the sun shines equally on all. Being a channel for the Light means we have no special agendas, we are a conduit for receiving and then sharing, keeping our vessel open to divine inspiration.

Rise and shine,

Karen

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Child of Light


Blessed is the child of Light
Who doth seek his Heavenly Father,
For he shall have eternal life.
He that dwelleth in the secret place
Of the most High
Shall abide under the Shadow of the Almighty.
For He shall give his Angels charge over thee,
To keep thee in all thy ways.


THE GOSPEL OF THE ESSENES

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

I Feel A Song Coming On...

This U-Haul truck was parked on my brother's street this summer when we stopped by for a visit. I was fascinated to learn how musical sounds are released from the sand on the beaches of Prince Edward Island in Canada. It got me to thinking about the power of music. It is everywhere when we tune in to listen, some of it less soothing in the cacophony of life.

In the Edgar Cayce readings, a suggestion was made. When you have an important decision to make, try listening to music to help you tune in for an answer. Music related to soft natural sounds and finer types of music with reed instruments were recommended for this client.

One of my favorite flutists is Carlos Naki playing Amazing Grace. I remember the first time I heard it. I was in Banff, Canada, looking out the hotel window at the snowy peaks of Sulphur Mountain. A friend had gifted me with the tape and what a surprise to hear my favorite hymn.

We watched a video last week that I found at the ARE Library on Paneurhythmy. A mandala dance performed outdoors in Bulgaria. Peter Deunov, the founder of this powerful dance to connect with nature likened each musical note as a living energy, like an angel, being birthed through our instruments. Hearing this description took music appreciation to a whole new level for me. I never thought of music as being alive. Not versus Memorex, but a living entity unto itself. It explains how sometimes we are so moved by a song, goosebumps ripple down our arms and legs, or our hearts well up with tears.

Music can be a powerful transforming agent to break out of a funk. I recently read the book Excuse Me Your Life is Waiting by Lynn Grabhorn. If you want to get out of the vibrational gloomies, she suggests start dancing around the house and singing some silly song like "Happy Days Are Here Again." Or make up a song of your own. The wild dancing literally cracks open the stuck low energy to where she can eventually click back into feeling much better.

Enjoy your day with the Angels.

Karen

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Commitment

Nature is the language of the soul. Yesterday while sitting on the sofa talking on the phone, I heard a loud thud. A huge walnut dropped onto the deck, followed by a squirrel. My digital camera was beside me on the table.
Usually his bounty is an acorn, but this was the biggest walnut I ever saw. Way too big to fit in his mouth. I watched as he struggled to carry off this over-sized prize. Here he is trying to straddle it with his paws.



His determination to stick with it, paid off. He headed for the cherry tree and made a leap with the walnut in his mouth. As he landed on a spindly limb, he dropped the walnut, but at least it was now in the yard where he could bury it for another day.

This little episode reminded me of the poem written by N.W. Murray with the Scottish Himalayan Expedition in 1951.

Commitment

Until one is committed
there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back,
always ineffectiveness.

Concerning all acts of initiative and creation
there is one elementary truth,
the ignorance of which kills countless ideas
and splendid plans
and the moment one definitely commits oneself,
then Providence moves too.
All sorts of things occur to help me
that otherwise would never have occurred.
A whole stream of events issue from the decision
raising in one's favor all manner of
unforeseen incidents and meetings
and material assistance.
which no man could have dreamt
would have come his way.
I have learned a deep respect
for one of Goethe's couplets:

"Whatever you can do, or dream you can...begin it.
Boldness has genius, power and magic in it."


Many blessings!

Karen

Friday, October 15, 2010

Dolphin in the Night Sky

This week a tiny constellation can be found in the southern part of the night sky. If you live in the northern hemisphere, look for Delphinus around 8 p.m (EST). You will find it almost directly overhead. A star pattern composed of faint stars so close together they can be clearly seen.

I wasn't aware of a dolphin constellation and so this is really exciting news. In Animal-Speak, Ted Andrews writes that the dolphin was a symbol of salvation to the early Christians. To the Greeks it was a sacred messenger of the gods, a dynamic blessed symbol of the sea. Dolphin can open new creation and dimensions to a great degree.

(Delphinus)

Not only is the dolphin making an appearance but the whale, Cetus, will emerge from the south east horizon around 8 p.m., too. The whale is symbolic of the power of song and awakening inner depths. The Native Americans refer to it as the Ancient Record Keeper.

Enjoy your day with the Angels.
Karen

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

The Phoenix Rises Again and Again

(photo from wikimedia)

Anxious to hear about the Chilean miners, I woke up around 1:30 a.m. and turned on the computer. What joy to learn that at 12:11 the first miner emerged, safely taking the twenty minute journey in The Phoenix, the rescue capsule named for the mythical bird that rises from the ashes. It was a half mile ride to take his first breath of fresh air in 69 days. A new lease on life. The sight of his seven year old son sobbing as he ran to his father brought tears to my eyes.

Smiling, I went back to bed filled with gratitude to God and His Angels, both heavenly and earthly, whose prayers and diligence made this miracle possible. Later this morning, when I woke up again, I turned on my little radio in bed. Ode to Joy was playing. A perfect selection for today.

Was it just me, or did the sun seem to have a softer radiance this morning as it peaked through a cloud over the fields?

Mario Gomez, one of the rescued miners, said, "I met God. I met the devil. God won."

Interesting how the crowd was chanting Chi Chi Chi Le Le Le. Chi is a word that means universal life force.


Wishing you a joyful day with your Angels,

Karen

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Answering the Call

Water can be a great conductor for psychic ability. Often when my hands are in the sink washing dishes, I get inspired by my Guardian Angel. A thought will pop in my mind to call someone. I may get a flash, like a cameo glimpse of the person's face when it happens. I am trying to honor these occasions more frequently. Following up on the nudge, whether it be to send a card or make a phone call or say a prayer.

It happened to me on Monday. My hands were in soapy water when my thoughts drifted to a dear friend in Indiana. I hadn't spoken to her in quite a while and suddenly felt the urge to make contact.

After doing the dishes, I sat down in the living room, having forgotten the nudge.

It came again. A clear knowing to reach out to my friend.

Sipping my tea, thinking about making the call, the phone rang. It was her, wanting us to know about her brother's death after a long illness.

We had a nice long phone visit that was inspiring and healing for us both.

In these troubled times, we can act as angels to one another, reaching out a helping hand or a word of encouragement. If our minds are stilled, our Angels can guide us to those who need our help the most.

Angelic blessings,

Karen

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Karma

The Angel of the Waters Fountain, Central Park, NY (photo from wikimedia)

Have you ever stopped to notice the way things play out in your life? Several weeks ago we had dinner at a new restaurant in northern Virginia. Mom and her friend, Hawk, were anxious to treat us to Indian food, although they were not that familiar with it. When we pulled up in front of the restaurant, we had a good laugh. It was called My Karma.

Now karma isn't necessarily a bad thing. It only means that what we put out into the universe comes back to us.

The other day I was guided to a book on the shelf. It was a refresher on something I already knew. The importance of keeping our attention on our I AM Presence, that aspect of ourselves that is Divine. Examples were given on how subtle the ego can be pulling us out of attunement. Even the slightest annoyance is a sign that our focus has been shifted to the problem.

The I AM has all the power of the universe so the more we keep our attention on it, the better things will turn out. I was moving through such a state of grace as I remembered this for a few days. Then something came up. Whammo. I lost all sense of balance and reacted, getting snagged by my ego.

The next day, the ground was soaked from the steady rainfall we had over the weekend, more than 6 inches in our area. With all that water, suddenly our pump died and we didn't have a drop of water in the house. The flow stopped.

The electrician has been here this morning working on the problem. Just now he hollered, "Turn on the tap!"

Yippee, the flow is on again.

I'm beginning to see more and more the subtle and not so subtle consequences of my attitudes. The Zohar teaches that every action creates an angel, whether it be positive or negative is dependent on our choice of behavior.

Wishing you a peaceful happy day with your Angels.

Karen

Monday, October 4, 2010

Ask Your Angels

The first angel book that changed my life was Ask Your Angels by Alma Daniel, Timothy Wyllie, and Andrew Ramer. I didn't really believe in angels at the time, but a friend introduced me to the book. It was through that experience my life changed as I began working with the Angels and seeing firsthand evidence of their influence surrounding me, if only I would listen and follow their direction. The book has exercises and meditations on how to align with the angelic energy field.

There's even a chapter on how to make your own angel oracle deck.

Enjoy your day with the Angels.

Karen

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Feast of the Guardian Angels

Jesus said, "See that you don't despise any of these little ones. Their angels in heaven, I tell you, are always in the presence of my Father in heaven." I recently learned that today is the Feast of the Guardian Angels. One of the first prayers Catholic children learn is, "Angel of God, my guardian dear..."

Traditionally many parents have a picture in the room of their child showing the Guardian Angel protecting two children crossing a foot bridge. The presence of a guardian angel is the beginning of faith for a young child.

It is comforting to know that Guardian Angels are not just for children. Each one of us has at least one guardian angel that accompanies us on our sojourn here. Our angels love, guide, and protect us when we open our hearts and invite them into our lives.

The angels will connect us to our highest source of knowing, the Higher Self or I Am Presence. One school of thought is that our Guardian Angel is actually our Higher Self that became separated from us when we entered the earth plane. Our goal is to ascend, attuning our minds to that state of God-consciousness from which we fell.

The Angels encourage to stay in harmony in our feelings. We are moving constantly in great, magnificent vibratory activities, but our brains are too dense to register them. When you place your attention on your I Am Presence (Higher Self/ Guardian Angel) the currents of Light flow into your brain expanding the Light within every cell of your body. The more you focus on your Higher Self, the clearer your guidance becomes. Without this attunement, you only get fragments of promptings from your Presence.

When faced with a problem, still your mind and make the call to your Higher Self. Focus on the Light of your true Self, and not on the problem.

Our attention is our most powerful gift. What we focus on, we compel ourselves to become.

When you realize your attention has been on discord, seeing obstacles of all kinds, then know that when you turn and give your attention to the Presence, where all perfection is, you will see wonderful changes taking place.

Enjoy your day with the Angels.

Karen

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Under Cover

With so many pine needles and leaves collecting on the car, we try to remember to cover it when we come home.

Yesterday on our way out in the rain, when we pulled back the cover on the passenger side, there was a little tree frog on the window. Soon we uncovered another one. I had to get a picture and ran back to the cottage for the camera.

I was so happy the little duo waited for their celebrity status as I snapped away like a fool in the rain.

I like to think that for all you who are yearning for that perfect mate, take this picture as a hint. Fully Rely on God (F.R.O.G.) that soon a wonderful new partner will be revealed to you. Think of the joy and the places you'll go.


Angelic blessings,

Karen

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Happy Anniversary, Angel!

This month  we celebrate our second anniversary with our sweet Angel cat who ended up being an answer to a prayer.  A surprise house warming gift from a visiting friend who had suggested we look for a kitten at the local shelters. Love knows no age, and so when I first saw Angel, she had recently delivered a litter of kittens, but she was the one for me.  Her arrival put a stop to any country mice that had been visiting our little cottage on the farm. Word traveled fast...not a mouse in the house.

Enjoy your day with the Angels.

Rae Karen

Monday, September 27, 2010

A Tribute to Mom and Dad

I found this old snapshot of my parents on the farm. They were dating and goofing off for the camera. It was kind of interesting how by holding hands they made the "M" letter. M..M..Marriage?

My friend Drew sent email joking about my Mom, Elliot and I barreling down on the 5th ANGL truck on Interstate 64 in the last blog. "You just aren't right." She laughed lovingly.

With folks like this, you can see why. Only kidding, I thank my parents for making me what I am today.

Wishing you a joyful day with your Angels.

Karen

Friday, September 24, 2010

Angels Watch You Fly

On I-64 yesterday, taking Mom back home, the sticker on the rear window of this truck caught my eye. It was something like, We see you fly.

Then I looked at the license plate, 5th ANGL

It rang a bell from something I recently read in a favorite book Talking with Angels. "The fifth level is that of the ANGELS, where peace and silence reign."

With Elliot at the wheel accelerating for a close-up , I grabbed my camera. Mom hung tight in the back seat, urging us on.

Just now enlarging the picture, I saw the timing included Victory Boulevard. And the Christ number 17! Wonderful signs from our celestial friends.

Enjoy your journey with the Angels.

Karen

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Angels Fly

We are off to visit my Mom for a few days. See you next week! Until then, remember you are the Light! Keep shining.

Blessings,

Karen

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Defying Gravity


Early this morning while still in bed, I saw a gray squirrel make a daring move. The walnut tree, at the front of the cottage, is where his route began as I heard him on the roof scampering to the back yard. Flying through the air, he landed upside down on a bouncy thin branch of the old apple tree. An impressive feat, but even more amazing, in his mouth he carried a big green walnut, the size of his head. What a leap of faith. He didn't even break his stride, scurrying up the tree with his prize.

Watching this wild maneuver, I got to thinking of the old adage, "If you want to get to the fruit of the tree, you have to go out on a limb." I was curious that he had the fruit so why take a risk?

Then I got it.

The laws of gravity don't apply to euphoria!. Recently, I came across those words in an old National Geographic magazine. I clipped out the ad and saved it.

May today be the day your joy exceeds your so-called limitations. The Angels are reaching out wanting you to take the ride of your life.

Blessings,

Karen

Friday, September 10, 2010

Backflip

(Photo by Gregory T. Chaly)

I found this framed photograph of a humpback whale at a second hand store here at the Beach. I took this picture that doesn't really do it justice but you can get the idea. The photographer entitled it Backflip. I can't imagine the energy needed to flip this amazing tonnage. And yet it happens. Suddenly, the inspiration surges, lifting it high enough to flip out of the water. What was hidden is now revealed by seeing in a new direction. The view, an expansive awareness of life. A new dimension.

Whales, as you see, will occasionally breach, coming completely out of the water. The message of the whale asks, How are you using your creative ability? "Are you keeping everything inside? Afraid to let it out? If so it's time to breach. Show the magnificence and power of your own creativity. Do not hold back." (Animal-Speak)

The humpback whale is noted for its wonderful song. May you sing a new song this day with the help of your Angels.

Blessings,

Karen

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Bridging the Gap

(Photo by Chris Castle)

This beautiful sunset, taken by my dear friend Drew's son-in-law, arrived in email last week. Just now, taking a closer look, I could see how the sun is like an angel's head with reddish orange wings spread out over the water. The golden wake, her body. The expanse on the horizon is the Chesapeake Bay Bridge Tunnel, a 17-mile stretch to the Eastern Shore. Angels bridge the world of the unseen to the seen.

Often we travel this way to New York, preferring the idyllic country side to the fast pace Interstate. If you would like to linger on the bridge, you'll find a gift shop and newly remodeled restaurant where you can eat and enjoy the view. I took a picture of this parking sign on our last trip.



"Your passage through time and space is not at random. You cannot but be in the right place at the right time." (A Course in Miracles)

Enjoy your day with the Angels.

Karen

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Angel Crossing


Last Friday not only did we get a blessing from Earl veering away from the beach but I was also able to do my angel lecture at the ARE. All agreed that prayer and meditation helped redirect the hurricane's path. Friends who are gifted with second sight could see the different healing modalities used to calm the storm as more and more souls gathered in prayerful meditation.

I received another blessing that afternoon. With time to spare before my angel talk, I was nudged to visit the library on the second floor. One of the largest metaphysical libraries in the world, I'm not the only person who has noticed how the perfect book happens to make it into one's hands. The library also takes book donations for resale to supplement their budget. Because of the storm threat that day, the book tables were covered with plastic tarps in case of a leaky ceiling. Lifting one of the covers, I found Angel Crossing by Susan Kaney tucked underneath. Jayne Howard, author of Communing with Angels, had written the foreword. I smiled, reading of her encouragement to read and re-read Psalm 91. It was Psalm 91 that helped me get enough courage to step out and start speaking on the angels. So, I bought the book and sat down in the rocking chair passing the time before the lecture.

Now I've read lots of books on angels, but this one was by far the best. The purity of the messages touched a deep wellspring in my soul and I found myself teary eyed, reading what I know as the truth about God and the Angels. Angel Crossing tells of a five day hike in the Blue Ridge Mountains in North Carolina and a chance meeting with an Angel. While the book may seem fictional, it compacts over 25 years of Susan's genuine spiritual experiences into a five day story. This fast read (158 pages) takes you on an unforgettable journey that can't help but open your heart to God's unconditional love.

The book written in 2000 is available on //www.amazon.com/Angel-Crossing-Susan-Kaney/dp/0967886309/ref=sr_1_5?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1283877158&sr=1-5


Wishing you a joyful day with your Angels.

Karen

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Nature at Her Best

(The Rose Garden at the Norfolk Botanical Gardens)

With the beautiful springlike weather Sunday, a trip to the Botanical Gardens in Norfolk was a real treat. The rose garden was still in bloom. Angels love roses and their fragrance heavenly. If you haven't been yet, it's a wonderful way to spend an afternoon communing with the beauty of Mother Nature. The Zohar tells us that every flower, every blade of grass has its angel encouraging it to grow.



The 155 acres are filled with thousands of plants and have more than 30 theme gardens spread across the area. The grounds are so lovely, you can feel a holy hush as you walk the trails to the Butterfly Garden, The Enchanted Forest with many story book houses, Avenue of the Statues, (DaVinci included), the Healing Garden and the Eagle's nest, just to name a few. There is also a tram if your feet get too tired or you may prefer to take the boat tour.

We ate sandwiches at the Garden Cafe on the flagstone terrace under the shade of a tree with a view of the magnificent lotus pond. Several cardinals came to enjoy our breadcrumbs.

Here's the website if you get inspired to visit. www.norfolkbotanicalgarden.org
Enjoy your day with your Angels.

Karen

Friday, August 27, 2010

33 Trapped Chilean Miners

Yesterday when we unveiled our car, I spotted a little frog on the driver's window, brown instead of green. The message again-- to Fully Rely on God. Maybe he's maturing, no longer green, in his faith to trust God. He was trapped under the car tarp, but was set free at the right hour.

Today my thoughts and prayers are with the Chilean miners trapped below the earth with only a 6" portal on the world, from a half a mile vantage point. In all that darkness, it is comforting to know that they are not alone. There is Light. The Angels are with them and their families and the rescue workers. It is as though they are in a womb waiting to give birth to something new. In quiet contemplation, transformation comes and we become more aware that we are not who we think we are.

Their "initiation" puts everything in perspective as their lives are temporarily put on hold. It makes me think about how I am going to spend my day.

Many blessings,

Karen

Thursday, August 26, 2010

One Year Anniversary of Angels for You Blog

When I started this Angel blog in August last year, it happened on a whim. I stumbled upon how to build a blog on Google. The process was so easy, the template was finished in a half hour. The difficult part would be finding things to write about, but the Angels were guiding me with lots of wonderful ideas and inspiration. It became like an advent calendar, as I wondered each day what would be behind the "door."

Thank you for stopping by and for all your kind comments. I'm as committed as ever to keep on blogging. Angels are for you 24/7 so please remember to thank them for their love and guidance.
And know that you are never alone, your guardian angel is watching over you always.

Angelic blessings,

Karen

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Froggy Hitchhiker

When I pulled the cover off the car this morning, what a surprise to find this little hitchhiker hoping for a ride. (F)ully (R)ely (O)n (G)od. is what frog stands for. He wasn't so anxious to let go and jump off on a leaf, but finally took a leap, landing under the car. We waited until sure he was on his merry way.

God speaks in many ways. You may want to pay attention to what crosses your path today.

Enjoy your day with the Angels.

Karen

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Staying Connected...

A short but powerful practice for connecting with your Guardian Angel (also known as your Holy Christ Self or Higher Self) is to begin to pause often during the day and invite the feelings of your Guardian Angel to flow through you. The more you remember to commune with your Higher Consciousness, the more peace you'll have.

Enjoy your day with your Angels.

Karen

Thursday, August 19, 2010

There's Nothin' Like A Good Soak

We had a heavy thunderstorm yesterday afternoon, with torrential rains. When the skies finally cleared, I was hoping to see a rainbow after so much turbulence. I went to the window to look out. Instead of a rainbow this beautiful turtle was stretching his neck in the grass as if to say, "There's nothing like a good soak."

Enjoy your day with the Angels.

Karen

P.S. A symbol of the turtle is an invitation for the blessings of both heaven and earth.

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Then there were two...

While sitting in the shade of the apple tree, enjoying a  rare cool summer afternoon, my attention was drawn to the cement birdbath in the garden.  Something new was on it.  A strange long cylinder was on the pedestal. Where did it come from?

Soon I had the answer. A black-bluish wasp crawled out of the opening.  I watched it fly away, then return shortly and crawl back inside the cylinder tunnel.

A mud dauber!  I'd seen them build their cement-like nests in the rundown chicken house on Grandma's farm that had been our play house.

As I watched her work, I marveled how this tiny winged one could find her way around this big universe. She knew exactly where to go to get what she needed and how to return home again. She kept up her routine for quite some time. I was so fascinated by the deliberateness of her activity, I wondered about the message.

A search on the web revealed she lays only one larvae in her nest. She collects spiders and insects and attaches them to the larvae to feed it until it has grown to an adult. From the size of her condo, she was expecting a really BIG heir to emerge in the spring.

I watched her realizing all those trips to and fro were to the "grocery" store. Her nest was finished, a handsome one at that. Soon she will plug up the hole. Her mission complete. It's up to the next generation to repeat the cycle, to perpetuate life.

I found a fascinating article written in 1949 by George D. Shafer who after years of study, believes the female has a nervous system that enables her to remember, to learn, and to show individuality. He, too, had an affinity for the mud dauber wasp.

Yesterday morning while feeding the birds, I was surprised to find a new nest beside the first. Twins!

Nature is amazing and I am learning firsthand, that out of nothing, something can suddenly appear that can change your life forever.

Many blessings,

Karen

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

In Oneness


Lying in bed this morning, I wondered what to blog about? The sea came to mind. I needed to go down to the ocean today. Later, when I opened an old journal, I found this handwritten note on a scrap of paper.

"Just as a drop of the ocean contains every element of the whole body, yet has not the power to do the ocean's work, except as part of and one with the whole ocean just so the soul of man is a drop or portion of this central light, containing every element of force you see projected in the various points of love, strength, understanding." (Edgar Cayce Reading 900-254)

This point was beautifully illustrated when I checked my email this morning. A friend sent a rescue story about a female humpback whale that had become entangled in a spider web of crab traps and lines. She was weighted down by hundreds of pounds of traps that caused her to struggle to stay afloat. She also had hundreds of yards of line rope wrapped around her body, her tail, her torso, a line tugging in her mouth.

A fisherman spotted her just east of the Faralon Islands (outside the Golden Gate ) and radioed for help. Within a few hours, the rescue team arrived and determined that she was so bad off, the only way to save her was to dive in and untangle her -- a very dangerous proposition. One slap of the tail could kill a rescuer.

They worked for hours with curved knives and eventually freed her. W hen she was free, the divers say she swam in what seemed like joyous circles. She then came back to each and every diver, one at a time, nudged them, and pushed gently, thanking them. Some said it was the most incredibly beautiful experience of their lives.

The guy who cut the rope out of her mouth says her eye was following him the whole time, and he will never be the same.

Have a good day with your Angels.

Karen