Saturday, May 14, 2022

Box Turtle to Go?

 Sometimes we may suddenly find ourselves in a strange, new environment.  Unfamiliar with the local terrain, we struggle to maintain our balance, and keep on running our race, against all odds, as best as we can.

Nature taught this lesson yesterday in a surprising way.  An angel call to feed the ducks got us out of the house and over to the lake before 8:30.  A beautiful sunny day, a man was fishing on the banks in the sparkling waters.  Our favorite sandhill crane family strolled by as I spread a bag of cracked corn around the old cypress tree, although the ducks were absent.   

Afterwards, I sat on the bench, soaking up the warm sun's rays.   

The fisherman called to Elliot.  He pointed to a small brown turtle in the grass. He had found it in the water, tangled in a mass weeds.  "A box turtle doesn't belong here," he shook his head.  "It's not a water turtle."   

Hearing about the rescue, I came to take a look.  He was smaller than others I've seen.  His faded brown shell looked ancient, showered in yellow rays like sunbeams.  

"You're the turtle's guardian angel this morning," Elliot smiled.  

The motionless boxed turtle gazed up at the kind man, in unspoken gratitude.  

"You're welcome, little buddy."  The fisherman said.  "If I knew where your home was, I'd take you there."  He said good-bye, and returned to his truck.

It was a good sign. He was out of his shell, facing the sun.  His domed-back had nicks and scrapes from wear and tear.  His journey had not been an easy one.   

The turtle had won the race with the hare.  I wondered, was it our turn to help the little fellow get to a safer place?  Letting it be, I sat on the hillside, leaning against an old tree, wondering what to do.  On a higher level of consciousness, I remember all of God's creations are always in their rightful place.  There is only harmony in God's Love.  

A peacefulness enfolded me. 

But the little fellow appeared so vulnerable, hunched down in the grass at the water's edge. My motherly instinct was to put him in a box and head for home. He could roam free in the pasture. But since I can be overly "hands-on,"  I listened for angel guidance. 

When I checked on him again, there was no progress. He was in the same spot. I offered him an out. 

 If you want to go home with us, come forward.  He stared at me, but didn't move.  Earlier when I spoke healing words to him, his mouth opened wide.  The most action I'd seen.   It brought a smile of amusement as if he spoke in a silent language of the heart, -- or else it was a big yawn, bored by my chatter.

Letting him rest by the water,  I returned to the tree, unsure what to do. It was a heavenly day.  The cool breeze, sun-lit rippled lake, all kissed by the sun on a heavenly day.  Why worry?  

I watched the territorial sandhill crane family stroll down by the shore.  Before long,  they craned their long necks and curiously stared down at the grass. When their red heads, began moving up and down, pecking at something, I sprang into action.

Shooing them away, Elliot jangled the car keys. They stopped pecking, but held their ground, staring at us with orange glowing eyes.  I told them to stop such mean behavior. They could share the lake.  Elliot bent down and grabbed the turtle before there was any real damage.     

The box turtle had gone within to protect himself.  Head, arms, legs. Everything tucked inside his hard thick shell, like a rock.    We were out of there!  

It turned out, a shallow flower grate box in the trunk made a good transport. Timothy was now heading home, miles away from where he'd been, in record time.     

At home, when we popped open the trunk, the box turtle was perky, out of his shell, ready to go.   


When placed on the grass by the pasture, he hid his face under the shade of a tall leafy weed.    His domed-shell rested in the warm sun.

 Have a nice life, we said, happy to be of help, we let him decide which way to go.   


A half-hour later, Timothy, the box turtle, had moved on, to finish his race.  

Sandhill cranes represent spiritual guardianship for you, or you will be that for another.  Their aggressiveness stirred us to action. So in the end,  "All things work together for good, except in the ego's judgment."

Turtles represent motherhood, longevity, and awakening to opportunities. A symbol of a turtle was once considered an invitation for blessings of both heaven and earth. When turtle shows up in your life, it usually means to pay attention or you will miss opportunities.*

Sometimes we may need to do more than send prayers and well wishes.   Sometimes we are presented with an opportunity to be an angel and physically help someone run their own race. 

Love and peace,

Rae Karen

Photo:  Cherub riding turtle statue in garden. 

*Turtle ref. Animal-Speak, Ted Andrews

Wednesday, May 11, 2022

A Lesson from an Old Pine Tree: An Angel Message

Nature is always speaking.  Several months ago, I rearranged the sectional sofa in the sun-room,  changing the view. The old pine tower was no longer a focal point since the vertical blinds didn't open as wide as they should. Little did I know this would help to soften an upcoming blow.   

A few weeks ago, a wind storm blew through the neighborhood, with no sign of damage.   I didn't think much of it, until a week later when I looked out the sun-room window.  Something was different.  The sky strangely vast and empty. Then, it slowly hit me. Our favorite bird perch was gone.

My heart ached. With nearby construction underway, it seemed like the job of a work crew.

The gangling old pine had taught me a powerful lesson on snap judgments.  When we first moved here in 2020, I  remorsefully remember calling her an eye-sore, wondering why she was still standing, spoiling the view? 

Patience-and-perseverance was the answer.  An opportunity to teach that all things work together for good, except in my ego's opinion.  A change of perception had me choose to be grateful I could see her at all.   

During lock-down, with no human visitors, the unsightly tower slowly transformed into a thing of beauty. A focal point of joy.    We eagerly were on the look-out for the bird messenger of the day. Who would come to soak up the sun's warm rays on the old pine's welcoming high perch?  Red-tailed hawk, white doves, crows, wood stork, red-headed woodpecker, or  turkey buzzards. One day, a brave little squirrel scaled the tree to crown it with his bushy tail flickering in the sunlight.  Squirrels represent balance in our giving and receiving, and in work and play. 

Oh, I missed my tree friend. Sometimes you don't know what you've got until it's gone.  Somberly, I walked down the drive, and crossed the street.  I stood at the fence, sending her love thoughts.  I thanked the old weathered pine for her communion and service.  To my surprise, the pine stood erect in the midst of the woods, below the tree-line.  Erect like a telephone pole, and still communicating, although no longer in the limelight.   

A jagged break high in her trunk was a sign mother nature had done the pruning.  The old pine had served a community with her hospitality and had helped me to come up higher and see the bigger view. To look with the eyes of love on all God's creations.

Wanting to honor her, I learned pine trees are about balance and softness; emotional protection and healing.  Pine trees are very personable and very communicative.   You must be careful what you say around a pine tree or you will hear it softly whisper it to other trees.  Pine has an archetypal energy, and message about eliminating our feelings of guilt and balancing over-emotionalism.  The pine spirit is kind and sensitive. It loves contact with humans.  It soothes emotions and serves as a reminder that to make the best decisions, do so from as clear a perspective as possible.  The pine teaches to express our creative energies without feelings of guilt, and without allowing others to overly influence or manipulate.*

 It was true.  This emotional loss of a dear tree friend. The old pine had been kind, and, hopefully she enjoyed our daily interaction from the sun-room window as we wondered about her next winged guest.

How would the birds communicate now?  One morning I was roused from sleep by Woody with his constant drumming on a distant tree. A woodpecker signals you now have the foundation to move in any direction.  And, like this Great White Egret that once sprang to the sky from the old high perch, our spirit is always ready to soar to newfound heights.  This bird is a message of great compatibility and heaven sense.

In closing, I randomly opened a book this morning to a perfect passage:

 "As the Great Spirit has made all things, is not that All Pervading Mind and wisdom in all things?  If then we love the trees, the rocks, and all things as the Infinite made them, shall they not in response to our love give us each of their peculiar thought and wisdom?  Shall we not draw nearer to God through a love for these expressions of God in the rocks and trees, birds and animals."

                                             --Prentice Mulford, Thoughts are Things 

Enjoy your day with the Angels.

Love and peace,


Rae Karen

(*Pine ref:  Nature Speak, Ted Andrews)

Tuesday, May 10, 2022

A Promise in the Sky: An Angel Message

Sometimes an angel message will appear in the sky, when least expected, and, in rare form.  A few weeks ago, I happened to look up from feeding the ducks in time to catch an encouraging sign.  Off in the distance, a JOYFUL winged-messenger sailed easterly in a blue sky.  It was too far away to tell, but it sure resembled THE GOOD YEAR Blimp.

A first!  Why was the GOOD YEAR BLIMP flying by the little lake in our town?   Its sudden appearance, and encouraging promise, seemed too good to be true, so much so I doubted my own vision. 

But later, when the photo was magnified, I had proof. My intuition was right. There it was. GOOD YEAR, emboldened in bright yellow, the color of faith.

And, like my ducky friend, shown here, sometimes we can get ourselves tied into knots trying to figure out the world with our limited five senses.   Yet the answers are within each of us, when we get still, go inward, and listen for guidance, we find peace.  The Angels encourage us to keep on having faith.   Do our best to be a light in the world, moment by moment. The best is yet to be.

Remember to give thanks to your loving Guardian Angels today.  Expect the happy things of God to come your way.

Love and peace,

Rae Karen

Monday, May 9, 2022

Bubble of Happiness: An Angel Message

"Today I place a bubble of happiness around me."

With everything going on in the world, we may feel somewhat flattened and helpless. The best advice the angels give is to live one moment at a time in gratitude.  Every negative has a positive, we may not understand it at the time, that's where faith comes into play.  Happiness is a choice, an inside job. Prayers and meditation help us to grow stronger in our spirit.

Bubbles bring so much joy and expand our consciousness beyond the ordinary.    Although these  sparkling orbs floating mid-air are fleeting, for an instant, they stir our souls with childlike wonder.  They leave a lasting impression of miracle manifestation. Like an iridescent bubble, each of our lives are uniquely beautiful.  Each one is different in how it refracts light.  

Since I found a fun bubbles screen saver for my laptop, colorful joyfully bubbles bounce across the monitor when the computer idles too long. I love this angelic reminder to allow for some fun to bubble up during the day.

The Angel of Expansiveness brings an opportunity to rise above all we think we know and gain a higher perspective of ourselves and the world.  The best is yet to be.

Enjoy your day with the Angels.

Love and joyful blessings,

Rae Karen

Friday, April 22, 2022

Happy Earth Day: An Angel Message

Prayer is often the last resort, and in hindsight, we wonder why?  Why not take it from the top, to the Most High, rather than try to fix a problem at the lowest level. Meeting it in the spiritual realm holds the answer. Then healing will be reflected in the physical.  

Nature is always teaching by example.  Several years ago, the water level at our favorite lake was at an all-time low, way below the 7-foot marker. 


So low, a private dock looked like a wooden scaffold extended high above a dry pond of  tall reeds.   A grassy barrier was creeping in, creating two small bodies of water.  The lake, home to the sandhill cranes, ducks, herons, turtles, and fish, was shrinking.

Praying and recognizing the angel of the lake brought amazing results.  And it didn't happen overnight, it took many people working together to clean up the waters, dredging, and uprooting encroaching vegetation.  But something amazing happened, nature came and replenished the waters naturally without a single hurricane.  

The 7-foot marker is now deeply submerged. The lake overflowing and expansive.  So much so, this tree, that once stood on dry land, now has roots anchored in the deep. 

During the winter, I wondered if it could survive, and prayed for resurrection, not really sure there was much hope. With water up to its waist, I didn't expect much, but was hopeful.  

I wasn't disappointed. 

To my delight, the water-logged tree is budding in springtime.  A testimony to new life, she wears a coat of bright leafy green.  She stood tall in glory on Easter morning at a sunrise service at the lake.  A sandhill family, ducks, and bubbling fish joined in the celebration of Life. And, the sun broke through the clouds, as a soloist sang praises. 



 "And he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water, that bringeth forth his fruit in his season; his leaf also shall not wither; nor whatsoever he doesth shall prosper."  Psalm 1

So if you're feeling overwhelmed, and thinking the odds are against you, remember the testimony of this amazing tree.  Nothing is impossible with God.  Look up in faith, pray, and live one day at a time.  Victory is assured in Christ.  All is well.

Happy Earth Day! 

Love and peace,

Rae Karen

Thursday, April 21, 2022

Stand Still: An Angel Message


Yesterday morning, two playful bunnies ran around in circles on the lawn,--chasing one another at rapid speed!  What joy to watch their white cotton tails flying in the wind.  They kept running in circles for quite awhile.  A bushy tailed gray squirrel darted in and out between the two racing rabbits, adding to the frenetic pace. 

 Finally this bunny stopped.  Facing the sun room, he stood on his haunches as if striking a deliberate pose to Stand still.

Wanting to capture his unusual stillness, I had my doubts if he would still be there when I returned with the camera.  But there he was steadfast, standing tall in the green grass, and many photos were taken through the blinds.  

I revisited the rabbit symbolism in a nature book: If Rabbit has shown up and we're unsure what to do--freeze.  Do nothing.  It won't take more than 28 days until we know exactly what to do or where to go.  Rabbits never do anything in a step-by-step way, and even if they have to backtrack and cover old territory, their long, fast hops and jumps swiftly make up for lost ground. 

Our rabbit scenario mirrored this reference. Stand still!

Don't keep running around in circles, expending lots of energy, covering the same old ground.  Stand still, and wait on the Lord.

Later in the day, a passage on that topic popped up in a spiritual book.  "Do not be afraid.  Stand still and see the salvation of the Lord, which He will accomplish for you today."  (Exodus 14:13)

I give thanks for the lessons that the angels teach through nature.  They so perfectly illustrate the inner struggles to be overcome in daily life.  Gifts to help us grow in Spirit with the unseen love and guidance from the heavenly realm. 

What messages are the angels speaking in your life today?  Stand still and listen.  All is well.

Love and peace,

Rae Karen






Animal-Speak, Ted Andrews 

Live The Let-Go Life, Joseph Prince

Sunday, April 17, 2022

For He Has Risen!

Victory, the Awakening Christ!

May the joy of Easter fill your hearts today!


Monday, April 11, 2022

Too Good To Be True: An Angel Message

 Jesus tells us rather than worry, to stop and look up at the birds of the air.  They neither sow nor reap and yet our heavenly Father takes care of them.  Aren't you more valuable than the birds?  

Last month,  I woke up one morning in the grip of something heavy and dark; pressured on all sides.  Thank goodness, I realized how oppositional energy tempts me to start the day off on the wrong foot.  When this happens, immediately I know it's time to turn up the light.  Not believe any fearful thoughts that roll by in clouds of doom and gloom. When I open my eyes, I always begin the day with gratitude for God and the angels. Although my spirit knows the truth, my emotional body at times takes longer to align with inner peace.

So that morning, I got out of bed, feeling somewhat constrained, my bare feet padded out to the sun-room. When I opened the blinds, I spotted a rare sight. 

 Tom Turkey, in his full regalia, was far off in the distance. Fanning his tail, he pivoted in the sunlight. I smiled at this angel sign to be grateful for all the good in that very moment.  The sunlit morning, the green pasture, and the sight of a big, beautiful, happy wild turkey.  It had been awhile since I'd seen the  turkeys, so this seemed like an angel message.  A reminder not to complain, but give thanks for everything.  Wanting a photo of old Tom to share with you, I asked the angels for help, but the turkey was too far away to capture the moment.  I decided to let it go, and be thankful my mood had shifted.  

As I walked to the sofa to join Elliot for meditation, another angel thought came in. All things are possible with God.  And, if God wanted me to have a close-up picture of Tom, he could just appear in the driveway, well within range.  

With that thought, I sat down and closed my eyes to meditate.  

Mozart was playing on the stereo; a peacefulness filled the sun-room. Hei-Hei, our tabby, was fast asleep in his wicker basket by the glass slider.  After a minute or so, the serenity was suddenly broken by a loud THUD at the slider. 

A force hit so  hard, it scared Hei-Hei awake. His nails clicked lickety-split on the wood floor as he ran for safety in the dining room.   

Curious, I got up to take a look.

LOL! Goose bumps rippled my arms.  Healing tears filled my eyes.  


Old Tom Turkey stood at the windowpane, so close, we were eye-to-eye. His tail feathers fanned, his beautiful blue painted face and bright red wattle were a glorious sight to behold.  In that incredible moment, the angels' love seemed palpable. He wanted to come inside!  I forgot all about the camera at first, and just showered him with love and gratitude for his message:

All things are possible with God.  Have faith.  Don't worry.  You will always see clearly what you need to see.  What's yours will come to you, so expect good things! And, don't be a doubting "Thomas" that God knows your every need and will always deliver on time.

So dear friends, be at peace today and remember you are in the company of angels.  God is Love.  Look for the good in every moment. God loves you.


Rae Karen



Friday, April 8, 2022

The Best is Yet to Come: An Angel Message

 Sometimes angels will direct our eyes to glimpse a certain object at just the right time.  It happened early this morning.  I was sitting in the sun-room and was guided to look across the way.  To my surprise, a golden reflection of Archangel Uriel illumined the wall.  Yesterday I'd rearranged the hallway furniture without much thought, moving this here, and that there.  The table lamp in the living room had created an encouraging angelic silhouette.   THE BEST IS YET TO COME, a free-standing wood block sign on the kitchen countertop, made a perfect caption. I smiled, thinking it could be the song Uriel is strumming on his guitar.  It's time to sing a new song.  Spring is here, filled with resurrection energy. THE BEST IS YET TO COME.

So whatever you may be going through just now, know that there is more to come.  God's angel messages are always available. Keep on having faith.

Love and peace,

Rae Karen



Wednesday, March 30, 2022

Grow in Silence: An Angel Message

God is the friend of silence.
See how nature...
trees, flowers, grass
grow in silence.
See the stars, the moon and sun
how they move in silence.
The more we receive in silent prayer
the more we can give in our active life.
We need silence to be able to touch souls.
                               --Author Unknown

Monday, March 21, 2022

2022 Happy Spring Solstice

Shortly after beginning my spiritual journey, whenever an iris appeared, I took it as a symbol that I was moving in the right direction.  Irises were like God's bread crumbs on my path.  Even though things were unsettling, somehow the events would work out for the highest good of all. And as time passed, I began to see this was true if I didn't lose my faith and give up. Many years later, I discovered this cosmic iris poster at a thrift shop in Virginia Beach.

A perfect reflection, the celestial iris captured a rainbow of emotions in one inspiring glance.  The soft hues of a blue bearded iris had blossomed far beyond the earth, as she reaches to greet the full moon, the divine feminine. Iris is also known as the Goddess of the Rainbow, and centuries ago was the word for rainbow.

Today we welcome Archangel Raphael, the governor of the season.  Raphael means  'Divine Healer' or 'God Heals'. This powerful Archangel is responsible for healing the earth and its people. He can help us seek the gift of healing and show us ways to heal ourselves in nature and through universal divine energy.

The winter season, under the leadership of Archangel Gabriel, brought feminine energy to the earth through the water element.  Now the fire element, the masculine energy is most active.  The keynote is resurrection, witnessed in nature, as dormant life reaches from darkness upward into the healing light of new beginnings.

Raphael means God has Healed. He is the Angel of brightness, beauty, healing and life. The sun, or the returning sun, sometimes symbolize him. He instructs the art of healing, especially through the elements of nature, and thus the caduceus is often his symbol. In the healing, he helps us to link our heart and our mind. The Book of Tobias in the Old Testament tells how Raphael healed Tobias' father of blindness with an ointment made from a large fish.

Spend time in nature.  Call on Archangel Raphael to bring radiant healing and dissolve any blockages holding you back from a wonderful new beginning. Then, watch what you say and think. Speak only positive life-affirming words over your life. Get ready to bloom!

Happy Spring Solstice!
Rae Karen

Friday, March 18, 2022

Angel Biker: An Angel Message

 Many years ago, I found a lost angel biker pin in the parking lot in St. Augustine.  It was by the car as I got out. Finding an angel is always a wonderful surprise; a reminder that we are never alone, our guardian angel is with us.  I tucked the little gold angel pin away in the Honda coin box, hoping to pass it along to a biker one day, and soon forgot all about it.  

Last week, waiting at the gas station in town, a half dozen bikers were fueling up.  An angel thought nudged, why not pass along the biker pin?  I wasn't even sure I still had it.  But the message was so insistent, I dug into the coin box.  There it was...buried under some loose change.  

Before I could lose my nerve, I jumped out of the car and approached a guy on a Harley.  "Would you like to have this biker angel? I found it years ago and was guided to offer it to you?" 

"Thanks!" His face lit up, as he held it in his hand.    

"Hey! A Biker Angel!" He proudly showed it to his riding buddies. 

The atmosphere at the filling station suddenly shifted from the worrisome drain of high gas prices, to a peaceful touch of heaven as I watched the bikers zoom off, wishing them all a Happy Bike Week.  The "Biker Angel" looked back and nodded, before pealing down the road with his angel in his pocket.  

Life is smoother when we remember the angels are traveling the road with us.  Inviting these loving celestial visitors into our daily life makes a world of difference. 

Love and peace,

Rae Karen