Wednesday, May 30, 2018

Earthworm: An Angel Message

Heavy, intermittent rain this week must have unearthed a lowly messenger.  On my way out the back door, I spotted a strange, narrow pink tubing stretched out on the side patio.

Taking a closer look, to my surprise it moved along a dirt filled crack, reworking old ground. I'd never seen an earthworm this long... or this lovely shade of pastel pink!  Pink is the color of the heart chakra.  An angel thought came to mind, whatever you do, do it with love. Sometimes just a little crack in the surface of a stony place brings an opportunity to move through, inch by inch, working your way with love.

Enjoy your day with the Angels. 

Love and joyful blessings,

Rae Karen

Tuesday, May 29, 2018

Rainbow at Sunset: An Angel Message

What a surprise to find a rainbow in the early evening while driving west on New York Avenue.  The beautiful bow appeared to be peeking out through a portal in the cloud covered sky!  I was so happy to see it on Memorial Day.  I took to heart the encouraging sign.  Sometimes we go through clouds of confusion, doubt, guilt, and fear but behind all of our seeming mortal miasma, a rainbow shines, a promise of deliverance.

Enjoy your day with the Angels.

Love and joyful blessings,

Rae Karen

Friday, May 25, 2018

Hootie Owl: An Angel Message

Barred Owl Visiting the Old Camphor Tree Many Years Ago

Last night, I stirred from sleep at 3:00 a.m., and began entertaining angel thoughts and prayers about a troubled loved one.  I affirmed they are a complete spiritual idea, perfect in God, through Christ.  I prayed to understand that they are never alone, nor forgotten.  God is already right there.  Angel thoughts are winging their way to advise my loved one on steps necessary to resolve the issue. Only good can come from this, if we surrender and follow God's direction.

I realized I needed to replace any fear thoughts with Love, which is our only Source.  The problem and the answer come together, but fear can cover the solution until it is unmasked with the help of the Holy Spirit.

Suddenly my processing was interrupted.  I heard the distinct song of a loud owl calling out,    WHOOO?   WHOOO?  WHOOO?  His vocal appearance brought a smile.  I've heard owls hoot in the night, but his lonesome cry...WHO? rang out for several loud, long minutes.   WHOO?   WHOO?   WHOO?

 I knew it was a message for me.

Over the years, a barred owl has paid us a visit; sometimes even at dusk or daylight on a cloudy day.  An owl is a symbol of the feminine, the moon, and the night. Sometimes it is called a cat with wings.  With great vision and hearing, the barred owl is the best vocalist in the owl family. It has a benign nature, and has great acting ability, putting on a show.  Some think the vocal performance of the barred owl is to put other animals and people off.  As such, this messenger teaches how to use our own voice for greater effects.

The wisdom of owl reminded me that in the dark times, don't forget who you are and WHO God is.  God is Love.  Remember how you were delivered in the past...rely on God and not your own understanding.  All is well. God loves you.

Love and joyful blessings,

Rae Karen

Thursday, May 24, 2018

NEW YORK RUSH HOUR: An Angel Message

Recently I found myself swept away by this amazing RUSH HOUR, NEW YORK CITY 1953 postcard. At the corner of  E. 42nd Street,  photographer, Louis Goldman's high speed camera settings gave me pause.  He seemed to capture the light vibration of fast paced pedestrians crossing the bustling intersection at the traffic light!

Curious about the famous photographer, I learned that Louis Goldman had written an autobiography, Friends for Life. The amazing story of how he and his brother, along with their parents, had traversed Europe, just barely keeping ahead of the Nazis.  Exhausted, and without any money, their only I.D. stamped JUIF, they had to make a treacherous journey over the Italian Alps to gain freedom from the allies.  His book is a tribute to a group of Italians who for two years risked their own lives to save the Jews during that long trek.  Louis eventually emigrated to America, and became one of Hollywood's foremost film still-photographers.

I look forward to reading Friends for Life.  During these times of racial divide, it's nice to be reminded of the innate goodness of human beings.

Looking at his RUSH HOUR postcard, it's easy to see that no matter what the outer garment may look like, we are all of the same spiritual essence within.  Spiritual beings having a physical experience.

Enjoy your day with the Angels.

Love and joyful blessings,

Rae Karen

Friday, May 18, 2018

Buttercup and Self-Worth: An Angel Message

The damp, rainy weather this week brought intermittent sunshine.  On this gray and cloudy morning while in the garden, I looked up underneath the patio umbrella.  Curious if the little treefrog was still hanging onto the bridge?  He came to visit on my recent birthday.

But he had let go.  No sign of him.  You can't make these things happen, I told myself, coming around the old camphor tree towards the house. 

At the back door, I happened to look down.

What a surprise...

The old weathered garden shovel propped up against the house had company.   A bright buttercup had bloomed in a narrow crack in the hard stucco wall.   A lesson in perseverance!  I marveled, enjoying the cheerful, sunny flower. The green vine had sprouted earlier, but I assumed it was a Wedelia, the yellow creeping Ox-Eye daisies that were growing in clusters around our nearby camphor tree.   

A buttercup! A favorite flower from childhood. That message seemed important.   I hurried inside to look up the symbolism.

Buttercup gets its Latin name from a word meaning "frog" because like the frog, this flower likes wet ground.  I chuckled at the synchronicity,  F.R.O.G. an acronym Fully Rely On God.  As a garden flower, the buttercup will grow in every part of the garden.  That's why this flower symbolizes that with proper self-worth, we, too, can succeed in every environment.

 Buttercup heralds a time of healing and understanding.  It reminds us to be more expressive; that the power of our words, especially when applied to healing, will be increasing.  Opportunities will appear for new life directions and for sharing the light with others. Buttercup awakens our own self-worth, and advises to choose our words carefully as they will influence all things.

I'm so thankful for these simple, heartfelt messages from nature.

"A word fitly spoken is like
apples of gold in pictures of 
                   --Proverbs 25:11

Enjoy your day with the Angels.

Love and joyful blessings,

Rae Karen

(Buttercup ref. Nature-Speak, Ted Andrews)

Thursday, May 17, 2018

Belle of the Ball: An Angel Message

The Neighborhood Center Thrift store is coming here at noon to pick up an office chair.  Early this morning, I was checking closets for other possible donations.  In the kitchen, I found Mom's favorite china figurine, The Belle of the Ball, tucked away in the hand-painted cupboard.  The Belle of the Ball,  not really my style. I'd tried several times since Mom's passing to pass her along.

Now I picked up Belle to wrap her in tissue and put her in a shoe box for donation.  With the delicate figurine in my hands, thoughts turned to Mom.  I looked closely at the porcelain beauty -- the grace of her swept coiffed hair, the elegance of her fine gown, the slender gloved fingers clasping her evening bag...  I sighed, "I can't do it."  Belle went back to the dark kitchen cupboard where she'd been for four years.
Belle of the Ball
The timing was interesting.  No sooner did I close the cabinet door when the front doorbell rang.  DING ...DONG...

Who would be stopping by before 7:00 a.m.?!  I called out to Elliot, "Doorbell."

Taking a breath, I hurried to answer it.  With a feeling of confidence, I pulled back the sheer front door curtains.  To my surprise, no one was there.

Puzzled, I looked up and down the street.  No one in sight. 

In that instant, I knew it was Mom!  Oh, how she loved a good joke.  Chills rippled.  Her playful spirit had come by ringing the bell. Too funny as her figurine is Belle of the Ball.  And, Mom was having a ball ringing my bell!  I burst into joyful tears.

 Elliot came out to see who it was.  I told him, Mom was here! 

Did you notice the doorbell rang in two-notes, not just the usual DING?  He asked, giving me a hug.

"Thank you, Mom!" I clapped, happy the veil was so thin.  Laughing, I hurried to the cupboard and grabbed Belle, who now proudly stands on the sun porch etagere by our front door, grateful to be out in the light and on the town once more.

It's comforting to know that our loved ones are close by.  They haven't forgotten us, they only had a change in wardrobe.  How wonderful is that...

Enjoy your day with the Angels.

Love and joyful blessings,

Rae Karen

Tuesday, May 15, 2018

A Special Delivery: An Angel Message

Angel signs from nature can come in all shapes and sizes -- two legged, four legged, feathery, creepy, or crawly-- the message deliberately wends its way to us at the right hour.

Heavy rains yesterday soaked the garden and drenched the trees making everything green and lush.  Early evening, we grabbed a quick meal at the neighborhood pizza restaurant.  A package was to be delivered. A gift Elliot ordered for my birthday.

When we returned home, the long awaited present had been tucked under an azalea bush by the front door. Excited, I sat on the couch with the camera box in my lap.  While reading a mandatory mailing label on lithium batteries, a sudden gush of cold slime oozed down my bare arm!

Quickly, I looked down, in confusion!  Had the batteries leaked? 

What happened next wasn't a pretty picture... 

LOL! A large, gray, gooey slug, about two inches long, was clinging to my right arm!

GET IT OFF!!  GET IT OFF OF ME! I shuddered, not not wanting to touch the cold rubbery thing. 

Elliot gently removed him.  It's a good message, he said.   I stared at the little messenger with more compassion, from a distance, hoping he was okay. Both antennas were intact.

Slugs are all muscle and have no need of a hard shell for protection. Elliot escorted our special delivery outdoors where he could continue making his own trail.

Slugs, hardly attractive...usually invoke a message of laziness.  But, as I later learned, they are important symbols:  Take your time, attach to what priorities are important to you, and let go of all your old outworn patterns.   Although these creatures cannot see shapes and colors, they silently and slowly move toward the light.  Slugs represent higher vision.  Keep moving toward the light.  And be true to yourself, the path will open up along the way, inch by inch.  Everything you need is within you.

Enjoy your day with the Angels.

Love and joyful blessings,

Rae Karen

Saturday, May 12, 2018

Feathers: An Angel Message

Everything is connected to everything else.  All symbols and images that capture our attention in nature are personal.  It has a meaning that is unique to you.  What does it bring to mind?  How does it fit into what's happening around you?  What emotion, if any, does it invoke?  Trust your first impression. 

It did seem like a whimsical dream yesterday morning as I watched a little white feather float down from above.   Elliot and I were having oatmeal on the patio by the old camphor tree when I happened to look up.   I grinned. "A feather!"  Laughing like two school kids, we watched it sail on the breeze and come to rest on the garden path.  "The angels are around," Elliot said. 

What were the chances?  White feathers have always been a sign to me that the angels are with us. I was thankful for the message.

The morning was spent planting, mulching, and weeding the garden.  The weather was so beautiful  we decided to eat our Chinese carry out dinner on the patio with a friend.  When I saw him walking down the garden path holding up this large reddish feather glowing like a torch in the sunlight, the timing was amusing.  Feathers in the morning, feathers in the evening ...  Playfully, he presented it as a gift for me.  Remember these?  It's a quill, you dip the tip in ink to write. 

Feathers were definitely in the air on Friday.  This morning I looked for the little white feather, but the wind must have carried it away on another adventure. The long reddish brown quill remains as a reminder to keep on writing about the angels. I wish I knew what kind of a bird it came from.  I'd like to think it was a red-tailed hawk. For fun, I looked up the meaning:  "The red of the tail reflects a greater intensity of energy at play within your life.  This bird is the catalyst, stimulating hope and new ideas.  It reflects a need to be open to the new, or shows you ways that you may help teach others to be open to the new."

Enjoy your day with the Angels, and have fun observing messages that come your way.

Love and joyful blessings,

Rae Karen

(Ref. Animal-Speak, Ted Andrews)

Friday, May 11, 2018

The Deer: An Angel Message

Yesterday afternoon, Elliot and I took an afternoon ride to Lakes of DeLand.  A peaceful residential neighborhood that has a glistening view of rippled waters. Having celebrated my birthday the day before, I was restless to get moving on a new trail.  But the waters were still, no motion, and so a spontaneous ride to the lake seemed like an angel message.

I have never seen a deer in Florida in the seven years we've lived here. What a surprise to see this one turn up out of the blue, across the grassy field.  I'd just mentioned angels when this tawny young deer appeared at the edge of the woods!  Staring our way, as still as a picture, I wondered if it could be a decorative lawn statue.  But that thought brought a cute little swish of her tail.  I thanked her for coming out in the open. Deer symbolize gently being guided on a new adventure.  Just what I longed for.

Without the "angelic" inspiration to look in that direction, I would have missed her.   I sat in the car, with the window rolled down, to capture this rare moment on my phone.  Our eyes seemed to lock in a long, loving gaze that transcended time and space.

At home, I looked up the meaning of deer in Animal Messengers by Regula Meyer:

"If you encounter a deer, it wants to advise you to approach your life with precision but without pursuing rigid goals.  Turn over the guidance of your life exclusively to your higher self and follow its impulses with a great deal of dynamic energy.  There are certain times for certain steps in your life...  In May and June the deer announces a new beginning.  It tells you to examine yourself, to become conscious of your strength, and find a loving, gentle way to express that strength.  Tone down your affections a little; perhaps they are burying your natural dignity.  Quietly stand by your gentle and caring sides, work on yourself and on what is important to you, and allow yourself to be affectionate."

Synchronicity was at play, too,  as earlier I'd found a deer card, while sifting through an old stash of greeting cards.

"Toward calm
and shady places
I am walking on the Earth.
     --Ojibwa Song
Enjoy your day with the angels and look for loving messages from nature.

Love and joyful blessings,

Rae Karen

(Whitetail Running card by  Carol Snow

Tuesday, May 8, 2018

Play the Hand You're Dealt: An Angel Message

(Wikimedia Photo: Graeme Main/MOD)

Like Kenny Roger's sang in his country hit: "You gotta know when to hold 'em and when to fold em."  Several years ago, something amusing happened when I asked the Holy Spirit for advice in dealing with a longstanding issue. To my surprise, I was shown a card hand:

Play the hand that you're dealt.  

My grandmother had taught me many card games as a child. Summer vacations at her home in Indiana were spent around the large oak table in her dining room where she would shuffle and deal a deck of cards in fun games of Hearts, Spades, and Crazy Eights. 

Play the hand that you're dealt.   What a sobering thought.  In other words, don't whine, just do your best with what you have to play with. Lean not on your own understanding.  

It made me think about the hand Jesus was dealt.  In reviewing the events of his life, I was shown how when the chips were down, God trumped each setback with a victory.  No room in the inn for his birth, a quiet cave far from the rowdy crowd gathering in Bethlehem.   Herod on his trail, an angel guided Joseph to take his family to Egypt until it was safe to return.  Tempted by the devil in the wilderness for 40 days, Jesus passed his tests and God sent his angels to minister to him.  Alone in the garden in great fear at Gethsemane, his disciples fast asleep.  An angel appeared to strengthen Jesus so he could complete his healing mission.  The agony of the crucifixion, the joy of the resurrection and ascension.   I could see how God used His angels to deliver, protect, strengthen, and fulfill the plan in the life of Christ.

Looking back over my life, I recalled the many ways God had delivered me through all kinds of adversity.  And, so He is still in the game.  The whole life review process had proved to be healing.  Grateful, I felt peace and more understanding in playing the hand I have.

God is the winning Hand.

When I first saw the playing cards in my mind's eye, I couldn't see the actual cards, just the decorative top side. Amusing to find a royal flush in Hearts on the web.   What a great reminder to always play our hand with Love and keep God present at the table. 

Enjoy your day with the Angels.

Love and joyful blessings,

Rae Karen

Monday, May 7, 2018

In the Arms of An Elephant: An Angel Message

Our guardian angel knows us better than we know ourselves.  Sometimes we find surprising proof that we are in the right place doing the right thing at the right time. It's the simple moments of love that bring healing.

I fondly recall a time shopping at Big Lots. I'd run into the store for a particular item.  To my childish delight, a gigantic cardboard bin was smack dab in the middle of an aisle. A large box, overflowing with giant stuffed animals,  unicorns, bears -- galore, ignited my inner child.  Digging deep into the heap of posh large fuzzy animals, I found just what I needed.

A huge soft cuddly pink elephant!

 I've always loved these giant gentle creatures.  Hugging it close, I could feel my heart begin to lighten up.  It hadn't been so long ago that my 96-year-old mom had made her transition.  I was happy for her, but missed her motherly, loving touch.  How strange to find such comfort in the arms of a soft pink elephant, but my guardian angel had guided me to the perfect remedy.  A year later, the healing complete, I was prompted to pass along the elephant to another in need of a cuddly hug.

Elephants, the largest land mammals on earth, awaken a sense of awe and wonder within us.  And most of all, an elephant never forgets.  Each day is filled with loving blessings.

Love and joyful blessings,

Rae Karen

Saturday, May 5, 2018

A Wake Up Call: An Angel Message

I was up and about early this morning tending to the garden.  Last night our friend had given us a bucketful of plants he'd thinned out from his yard.  Little green leafy clusters of  bromeliads were thirsty and ready to be replanted.  In the quiet of the morning, I had fun creating space around an old fork-split tree branch that has an angel in the midst.  The universe abhors a vacuum.  Last weekend I'd shared a tub of bromeliads with our next door neighbor... 

With the planting done, I went on to spread Forget Me Not flower seeds around the birdbath. Then while spritzing the soil with the hose, I reached for a jasmine vine to drape it over the fence.

 Big mistake...

The next thing I knew, I'd lost control of the hose.  It shot out of my hand!  The power nozzle hit the ground on just the right angle to spray me.  If I wasn't fully awake, I was now!  A fast and steady stream of cold water squirted me in the face.  In a matter of seconds, my hair, jeans and tee shirt were drenched.  It happened so fast -- I was caught off-guard.  Wrestling with the spinning nozzle, I laughed at how ridiculous I must look, and felt even more humiliated. Afterwards, I took the baptism as an angel hint to come inside and take a real shower, which I did, leaving my wet clothes on the line in the laundry room.

Funny thing though, it wasn't until later that I remembered my angel card for today.  I'd selected at random earlier The Angel of Power.  Perhaps the hose incident was a lesson for us to remember to handle power gently or it will come back in our face, full force. Forget Me Not seeds were also meaningful as we can do nothing without the Christ.

Enjoy your day with the Angels.

Love and joyful blessings,

Rae Karen 

Friday, May 4, 2018

Just Let Me Do It: An Angel Message

On the way home the other day, I couldn't help but notice this heavy duty utility SUV idling at a traffic light.  JUST LET ME DO IT, INC.  I smiled, slightly amused by the timing. I recognized the angel message:  The industrial tool box equipped to tackle any tough job. The message was in my face for a reason.  I was not fully trusting God to handle an important issue.  I had handed over 99 percent, but still clung to that 1 percent, not fully relying on God.  I'm a work in progress.


The red light lingered so long I captured the moment on my cellphone camera.


Once I got it, the light turned Green. Time to move forward.  I'm so thankful for these angel messages that appear in gentle, loving ways as we travel the road home.

Enjoy your day with the Angels. 

Love and joyful blessings,

Rae Karen