Aspire to Inspire Before You Expire: An Angel Message

Angel Bumper Plate

   
Angel thoughts are God's pure intuition passing to us.  They are delivered in such a personal way that we know it was meant for us.  A confirmation of good that grabs our attention in the world of form. When this happens, it is a wonderful sign that synchronicity is at play.  Synchronicity, the language of the angels.  And, we realize, that we are not alone.

 

As you go about your day, stay open to signs at play.  What were you thinking when a sudden nudge inspired you to look this way or that?   We can trust in divine timing.  God is Love and fills all space.

Aspire to Inspire Before You Expire is the message on this license plate.  We can drive down the road under the influence of angels.  No one really expires, but our time here has a shelf-life, so the angels encourage us to aspire to use our God-given talents to inspire others and make the world a brighter place because we care. Never under-estimate the power of a smile.

Enjoy your day, and celebrate the gift of life! 

Love and blessings,


Rae Karen

Stretch to Help Out: Angel Message

 A favorite afternoon retreat is often a visit to a nearby lake.  Recently while parked underneath the green leafy cypress tree, while enjoying the beautiful view, my attention was drawn to the sandhill crane family that reside at the lake.  Not far from our car,  I could see Papa crane was in trouble.  He had a piece of plastic caught on his beak.  He kept on pecking the ground, up and down, but couldn't shake the plastic wrap off.  

Eager to help, I started to jump out of the car and retrieve it.  But, then I remembered... we have always respected our distance.  The troubled crane might not understand a sudden close encounter on his behalf.   So, I sat still, watching and praying for a solution. 

Then, an answer appeared.

Stretch, his young son approached.  Curiously watching Dad, he must have wondered, what is the lesson here?   

Silently I kept sending Junior a message to grab it.

Then, in a moment of intuition, the young colt stretched his long neck out to help his father.  It was such a tender scene, and one of great relief as I watched the loving pair.  Stretch knew what to do.  Gently he took the plastic from his Dad's beak and it fell to the ground. 

  Sometimes our family members may need a helping hand, and what joy to discover we have arrived at the right time to help out.  Have a joyful day with the angels, and always remember that you are never alone.  God's loving angels accompany you today and always.  The best is yet to be.

 Love and peace,

Rae Karen

 

 

  

A Lesson from a Doe: Angels

 Several weeks ago, when I opened the sun-room shades at lunch time, what joy to see a baby deer grazing in the grass at the east side of the house.   Alone and so small, I wondered, Where’s Mama?

 The youngest doe I’ve ever seen -- his spindly stick-legs buckled as he wobbled taking baby steps in the tall green grass.   This gentle creature was so close I could have counted the spots on his tawny coat.

 

Soon, the little fellow laid down to rest in the grass. The 23rd Psalm came to mind. "For he maketh me to lie down in green pastures. ...He restoreth my soul."

Watching him from the window, I was tempted to fear for his safety, but then I decided to see God’s Love enfolding him, keeping him safe. Although, I thought about calling wildlife services, there was more peace in not doing so.

Before long, he got up on his feet and hurried off into the woods, more stable in his movement. 

Research later revealed that the mother deer must leave her young while she goes to forage for food.  Sometimes she can be away for as long as 12 hours.  The good news is at this age the doe is odorless, and won’t attract predators. At two-months-old he will be strong enough to go with mom on her adventures. 

So it had all been in divine order.  I was happy to have let nature take its course.  And, the idea of baby-sitting for this wide-eyed bundle of innocence brought a smile. 

It’s not easy this letting go, and letting God…trusting that God is in control, not me, but I had turned it over to the Holy Spirit.    

Then a week later, after a heavy rain, the baby doe suddenly appeared at dusk.  This time he was not alone, but with his family of four.  My eyes glistened with relief as I watched with binoculars from the window.    

Time seemed to stand still in that wonderful moment.  The doe paused and looked across the way as we gazed back at him and his older brother. A holy hush of heaven stilled the air and softened hearts.  Love was reflected in love in that sacred bond of kinship with all Life. 

 Deer represent gently guiding you on a new adventure…

“Your newborn purpose is nursed by angels,

cherished by the Holy Spirit and protected by

God Himself.”    

--A Course in Miracles

 May you day be filled with gentle journeys.  Angels are watching over you, always.

Love and peace,

 

Rae Karen

 

Look for the Love: An Angel Message

 Every morning I cook a batch of oatmeal in the electric rice cooker.  This morning the oatmeal had overflowed out of the small hole in the top of the lid.  Since the brand of oatmeal has changed it doesn't seem to matter about the measurements.  You don't always get the same results.  

I'll admit to being rather annoyed by the spillover on the kitchen counter, but when I grabbed a sponge to clean up what a surprise to find the image of a little open heart in the mess.  

That little heart changed my mood to laughter, as I realized I don't always get what I want but what I need.  Obviously, I needed a little more love in my actions today.

The angels remind us to look for the love around us today. It's there--even in a messy situation.

Love and joy,

Rae Karen

Ribbit! Freedom's Song: An Angel Message

This morning while looking for a freedom blog, I came across this older one called "Ribbit! Freedom's Song". Although it didn't happen on July 4th, the message is a good fit for Independence Day.

While taking a break in nature, inspiration suddenly struck.  I could move the old wrought iron baker's rack to fill in a vacant spot by the house. I got busy moving the clay pots from the baker's rack shelves to lighten the load.   One pot was upside down.  As I turned it right-side up, what a surprise. 

 

A little tree frog looked up--bewildered by the sudden light.  He must have crawled into the pot's drainage hole, and grown too big to escape.  I could see that my garden project had a greater purpose than I realized.

 
Happy to set him free--there was no telling how long he'd been waiting for a helping hand, but some bugs had come in to keep him happy. 

 

Pale and wide-eyed, the little fellow joyfully leaped out into the garden, glad to be back in the world once more.

A few days later, while mixing a tub of potting soil on the driveway, I found an added ingredient in an bag of Perlite (an amendment to improve drainage and aeration). Dumping the white lightweight substance into the garden tub, I was surprised by a secret ingredient in the large plastic bag.

A little tree frog!  It tumbled out, coated in white flakes like flour.  Two big eyes stuck out of the pasty white, looking up with a silent plea.  "HELP!" 

 

My heart went out to him.

 I ran for the garden hose and gently showered him clean.  I'll admit he did a little dance, moving to the left and then to the right as white specks washed away, returning him to his natural tan body.  Somehow he had crawled into the rolled bag, but now he was free.

 Squeaky clean and ready to go, he took a leap into the potting soil mix!  

 

Gently spraying him once more, I offered advice on his choice of options. His tiny suction cupped fingers clung to the wall of the red plastic tub as he slowly stretched upward to regain his bearings.  A final rinse spritzed him all the way to the flowering lantana bush. It was a shower of love.

 Freedom.

I thought about the two hidden frogs.  What was their message?

Sometimes our energy becomes stagnant and we tuck ourselves away in some unlikely ways and places.  Stuck. Maybe there's something we don't want to face.  Some part of ourselves that we can't accept. Some guilt from past mistakes.  Whatever the cause, every facet of our emotional, mental, physical being suffers.  That's when we need to open up to the light and let God into our lives.

Once the frog was on his way, I learned that a lantana bush's energy can help get our energy moving in the right direction by taking us directly to whatever we've been so cleverly blocking from our awareness. 

 

What synchronicity.The language of angels.

And again, F.R.O.G. is an acronym for Fully Rely On God to experience the freedom God's Love has in store for you  now and always.

Enjoy your Independence day with the Angels.

Love and joyful blessings,


Rae Karen

 
(photo:  treefrog hiding under our patio umbrella)

Where is Your Focus? An Angel Message

Last week the word “FOCUS” became a discipline for me after a friend commented on how often we focus on our faults or shortcomings rather than our true identity, the inherent spiritual perfection that God created each of us to be.

FOCUS.  Determined, I  looked up the definition in Webster's dictionary. "Focus – a state or condition permitting clear perception or understanding; adjustment for distinct vision." 

Setting a clearer  intention on "focus", an image of binoculars suddenly came to mind. What lens am I looking through?   

Whether near or far, the object remains unchangeable in reality.  

With that symbol as an anchor, I tried to pay closer attention and focus on all love and goodness that is always in and around me and others. To see God's Love, and not my own limited beliefs about myself and others that sometimes blur my vision. 

Focus.

Then something amusing happened on Father’s Day. Synchronicity was at play and the angels were at work.  Elliot and I made a quick food run to help stock up the community cupboard.  As I wheeled the shopping cart down one aisle, I came to a surprising halt.   

On display was this large F.R.O.G. gazing through gold-rimmed binoculars!  Laughing, I looked twice. Thought had expanded into expression, and I learned a lesson.  We get what we focus on!  Hah!

 

Now I've seen lots of frog statues, but this garden frog was a first.  And, since F.R.O.G. is the acronym for (F)ully (R)ely (O)n (G)od, what a perfect image for seeing with the eyes of God! 

Fully Rely on God.  I got it! But you know it wasn’t until the pic was uploaded that I happened to notice the truncated blue butterfly LOVE rock also on display.  A gentle reminder to make an adjustment for distinct vision.  To focus more on keeping LOVE entirely in the big picture. 

Love is all around us, always.

Joyful blessings,

 

Rae Karen