Tuesday, May 11, 2021

It's Never Too Late: An Angel Message

Time is speeding up... days seem to meld together, but in my evening's reflection of events, what happened that morning seems like ages ago. Much like looking through the far lens of a pair of binoculars.   

And, when I look back on life, it's hard to believe how many decades of solar years I've spent orbiting the sun. Every now and then, I get a joyful glimpse of my true identity in the mirror, if only a gleam in my eye, reminding me that I'm spirit-formed, as are you. 

The angel messages lately have been about rebirth and resurrection energy. The power of not judging anything by appearances, and seeing beyond the limited physical form into the joyful immortal. 

 A powerful lesson came last week without much thought, it just happened.  

An old pottery planter full of straggly plants had been recently moved here from our old house.  Brown tips instead of buds were signs they had seen better days.  These plants had been volunteers that had never bloomed.

The old planter was an eyesore in need of new life.   To my surprise, a little tug and the entire potted clump easily lifted out and effortlessly transported to the pasture fence for replanting.  But that didn't happen as planned.

Life got busy with no time to buy new flowers.  Then, last week, in the afternoon sun, the sadly forgotten clump caught my eye, a reminder my hope for replanting had laid fallow.   

Feeling guilty for my neglect,  I returned them to the old pot.    

I asked for forgiveness as I watered their thirsty sun-drenched leaves.  What was I thinking?  I wouldn't like to be tossed aside, and forgotten...  All life is to be respected. 

Several days passed with no time to buy bright red geraniums or replant the old stalks.

Then, on my birthday, while sitting on the patio, enjoying the early morning sunshine, Elliot pointed out the round stone planter across the way.   Something was blooming on those leafy stalks. 

A closer look, revealed a special birthday surprise.  New life had popped out to celebrate life! It had been there all the while, waiting for the right time to bloom.

Seven beautiful Irises all bloomed in perfect union and harmony.  My eyes misted with gratitude from such a tender sight.

God seemed very close in that humbling moment.  

Through the years, Irises have been a sign from God that I'm in the right place, doing the right thing, at the right time.  Like breadcrumbs on the path, iris leads the way home.  

And, to think I almost snipped off those brown tips, mistaking them as dud blooms.

What do I really know? 

Iris signals that new birth is at hand.  This flower is sacred to all who worship and revere the Virgin Mother.   And, they blossomed on Mother's Day, reminding me of my dear Mom.  

Iris brings a message to maintain hope.  At one time "iris" was the common word for "rainbow". 

After the storms, a new peace comes.

The last several weeks have been filled with challenges.  Many opportunities to pass every test. And, good has come from each one, if not only to build spiritual strength in Oneness.

I'm most thankful to the Holy Spirit and the angels for helping me to find peace in the midst of  turmoil.  Peace is always present, if I can just still my mind and get centered. God is ever present, always in all ways. 

"Lean not on your own understanding, but trust in the Lord with all your heart."  (Prov. 3:5)

Wishing you a joyful, peaceful day with your angels. God is Love.


Rae Karen