Snail Mail, Special Delivery! An Angel Message

Early this morning imagine my surprise when snail mail literally arrived at our front door.  Special delivery. This week's soggy weather had soaked the area with much needed rain. Returning home from the Farmers' Market, coming up the sidewalk, I stopped in my tracks. 

A super-sized slug posted on the concrete floor near the hole by the bench.   

Slugs are mostly considered slow and lazy, not the brightest greeting from the angels to start a damp day.  His long gray body had vertical racing stripes. I hoped a sign he was ready for the fast track. 

But I had misjudged this humble messenger.  I had forgotten a slug symbolizes movement toward the light, increasing fertility, and divination. 

More research revealed the slug is a member of the snail family, but has no shell. The slug was an ancient divination tool often considered sacred.  Its slimy trail offered guidance in the direction of life decisions.  

It turns out the shape of the slug is associated with the letter yud in the Hebrew alphabet. Yud is the most important letter as every letter is comprised of yuds.  

There was more good news.  When a slug appears, it's a sign we're opening to receive higher vision.  A new path is opening up to stimulate a greater commitment to spiritual life.  We're setting energy into motion that proclaims to the universe: "I am ready to accept change in my life!"

I looked at the slug with fresh vision.  The first slug that's come to visit in years.  And, best of all, the slug's appearance is a reminder we will soon recognize and realize the illumination that is always present within us.  Light.  With all the global challenges as well as personal trials, it's comforting to realize that we are each moving through darkness into the light of a new path. 

Many slugs are excellent climbers.  This unexpected ability signals that we can often do much more than we may have thought physically and spiritually possible.  Trust that you are more than you presently know or understand. 

I was grateful for the positive messages from the angels. Later, I looked out to see if he was still around, but he had moved on...toward the light.  Keep shining.  The best is yet to be.

Love and peace,

 

Rae Karen

(Animal-Wise- Ted Andrews)

LUV is in the Air: An Angel Message

Something amusing popped up last week that caught me by surprise.  A little sign that drove home a loving lesson on how our angels provide inspiration to refresh our soul and change the atmosphere of our thinking with a scent of heaven, just when needed the most.  

It happened on our early morning weekly run to the farmers' market.  We parked on the grassy shoulder not far from the Fair Grounds' entrance.  As I got out of the car, someone had littered the ground with a slew of cardboard pastel round lids. They reminded me of the pull lids on little Dixie Ice-cream cups served at my grade-school cafeteria.  A favorite.  

Curious, I went over to pitch them.  Imagine my surprise as I read the bold, bright forecast. "LUV is in the air." 

A zsst of energy charged me.

 I laughed, "LUV is in the air." The playfulness and timing of angels.   LUV is in the air.   PERIOD. No room for ifs, ands, or buts...

Repeated 7 times as I picked up each colorful disk, feeling lighter.  Seven is the number of perfection and completion.

"LUV is in the air."   

Those angelic upbeat colorful reminders now dangle from the cabinet knobs above my desk, and on the window latches--you name it.  LUV is in the air.    

A heavenly weather forecast that never changes, but I must remember to attune to it. 

Hei-Hei played with the strings as I took a photo.  LUV in the air.

A few days later the message was reinforced again, making sure I got it.  We had arrived at a store too early, mistaking the opening time.  While waiting in the car, I happened to look at the car parked beside us. LUV is in the air dangled from the rear-view mirror.  The angels are talking to you. Elliot laughed.  The timing was amazing.  We'd never heard of LUV Car Wash, and you can't make these things happen. But, I realized that LUV is in the air is an air freshener!

Who doesn't need a reminder that LOVE is in the air, especially when driving down life's highway during rush hour?

Love and peace,

Rae Karen

The Wood Stork's Sweet Communication: An Angel Message

 The other day I had a sweet tooth near a local bakery on the way home.  As I stood in line to order a chocolate chip cookie, Elliot motioned to me to look around the corner.  What kind of bird is this!

A large Wood Stork was pacing by the drive-thru window, waiting for service!  I could relate.

A first -- I laughed, greeting this discerning customer who knew the best place in town for homemade treats. 

I asked him for a photo, and he didn't ruffle his feathers, intent on his mission, he stared at the menu as if trying to decide the best dessert to order.

An odd looking bird--three feet tall, with thick white plumage up to his naked long neck that looks like wood, topped off with a dark bald head, and a long curved beak.   No doubt, there is something striking and special, in a style uniquely his own.  An original creation.

Since a Wood Stork can't make any noise, stances and motions are used to convey a message.  And, Woody, had no trouble expressing himself, posed at the bakery by the reservoir--home to Muscovys, Whistling Ducks, Ibis-- a happy gathering for feathered fowl to rest in the shade of the trees, and enjoy being loved. 

Before long, the kind bakery owner greeted the waiting flock with a handful of special treats, calling Woody by name.   

I've only seen Wood Storks a few times so it's a rare treat for me.  A signal to pay attention.  Storks relate to birth, unspoken communication, and creativity. His unusual behavior was part of his message.  

He was out of his element, trying something new.  Wood Storks feed in shallow waters, and slowly move their feet to scare the fish. Frightened, the fish swim to safety in what looks like a narrow space to hide between two large sticks.  But it's really the beak of the Wood Stork opened wide, under the water. So sensitive, it snaps shut as soon as the fish enter.  A message that sight is not always a prerequisite to get sustenance. 

Satisfied, Woody was on his way.  I noticed one large dark feather stuck up from his back, like a flag on a mailbox.  He had delivered an important message.  I got it.  Patience has its reward.

 

What angel messages are catching your attention?  God speaks through nature, and the volume is turned up the more we pay attention, and give thanks.  Enjoy your day with the angels.  The best is yet to be.

Love and peace,

Rae Karen

There has to be a better way: An Angel Message

 

Last week, Timothy Tortoise appeared in the pasture, to my delight, he lumbered along the fence toward our house.  I hurried out to greet him.  To my surprise, he poked his dark logger-head through the wire. Then he stretched his long neck through the gap, making progress. I could see the hopelessness of his situation.  His wide domed shell was too wide and too hard to gain clearance.  And, there he was, with no hope of advancing forward.  Stuck.  But the wise tortoise didn't push harder to force his way. Wisely, he backed up, saving time and energy.

There had to be a better way...

In the past, I would have worried.  Would he get stuck in the fence if I left him alone?  But, now I relaxed.  He had this covered.  He had what it takes to break free from any physical barrier.  With powerful shovel-like front claws, he could dig like a gopher, and crawl out from underneath the fence. If his will was strong enough.

In that unusual moment, I wondered what he was teaching me by demonstration.  The valuable lesson was in not trying to force my way through a tight, seemingly hopeless situation.  Step back, retreat and re-evaluate your options. You have the spiritual tools to break free of any ego limitations.  There has to be a better way...so dig deep within for the answers.  Your angels will provide guidance, when you step back from what isn't flowing easily, and listen.  You have what it takes to move ahead.  Patience, love, and gratitude hold the key.  And, remember, the tortoise won the race...

Love and peace,

Rae Karen

Worth the Wait: An Angel Message

 Last evening, while enjoying a pizza carryout at the lake, the best entree was saved for last.  For several days, I wondered about the Sandhill crane couple.   The empty straw nest on the old pier was a happy sign. Their work was done. 

I wondered about the newborn colts.

The answer came.  Far across the lake, I could barely make out the familiar crane couple on the hill in the shadow of the palm trees.  

What about the babies? Did both large eggs hatch?  

Asking the angels for help,  I grabbed my camera, and zoomed in, sweeping the hillside into focus.  

Then, through the steady lens, I saw them.  A joyful sight. Not one, but two fuzzy brown colts trailing after mom and dad in the green grass of home. Victory!

The creative cranes taught me an inspiring lesson. Patience, perseverance, and endurance are rewarded.  In the end, it was well worth the wait.  But it wasn't easy.

Since the lake had flooded their usual habitat, the resourceful pair improvised. A nest of straw on a weathered old pier was the next best thing.  In all kinds of inclement weather, driving rains, gusting winds, T-storms-- the couple had persevered, hunkering down, taking turns warming their eggs.  

 

And, it paid off.  It was worth the wait.  Mission accomplished.        

I'm thankful for the angel messages from nature.  Sometimes, against all odds, conditions may seem to be a set-up for failure, but if we just do our best day-by-day, and stick to what we instinctively know to do, unseen help will see that we deliver.  Our creative endeavors will hatch on time.  So don't ever quit...it will be worth the wait, if we stay the course, and will to be of service.  Love will make a way.

Love and peace,

Rae Karen

He's baack! An Angel Message

 

What's hidden for many seasons, and appears to be gone for good, can suddenly reappear when least expected.  That's the case with our neighbor, Timothy Tortoise.  When the pasture flooded last fall during hurricane season, the gopher tortoise disappeared.  His home underground no longer habitable. I often looked for him, wondering about his fate.

A happy answer came this week.  A quick glance across the pasture revealed a flurry of sand, flying from the spot where Timothy last lived.  Gopher tortoises are natural diggers. Their shovel-like forefeet are designed to dig burrows up to 40-feet along and 10-feet wide.  This provides shelter not only for him but other small animals.  

It was an encouraging sign to see him back on the field, digging out his digs.

The next day, I caught sight of a heartwarming vision.  That large tortoise was resting on top of his sand pile, reclaiming dominion, and victory.  A chance to recover what seemed to be lost was perhaps his lesson.

I was thankful for the angel reminder from nature.  To keep a steady pace forward, and don't ever quit.  You, too, will finish your race in victory. There is a season and a time for everything. So do your best and let God do the rest. 

Love and peace,

Rae Karen

 

A Dashing Surprise at Sunset: An Angel Message

 On May 1st, while watching the movie, Last Chance Harvey, something dashed by the sun-room catching my eye through the vertical blinds. I bounced up from the sofa to take a look.

I was glad I did.

Out on the lawn, at sunset, stood a welcoming sight for sore eyes.  A graceful juvenile deer stood still in the grass, his back to me--looking forward--sniffing the wind for direction.   

I was caught in a moment of grace--it had been over a year since the deer came by, and there he was, a beautiful deer, standing tall in the yard.  I watched him slowly walk to the fence overlooking the reservoir. Alone, he seemed to be looking for his family. 

His deliberate visit seemed important.

I know deer brings a message that you are gently being guided on a new adventure.  But further research revealed, when you encounter a deer, approach your life with precision, but without pursuing rigid goals.  Turn over the guidance of your life exclusively to your higher self, and follow the impulses with a great deal of dynamic energy.  There are certain times for certain steps.  And, the season a deer appears is significant.

In May and June, the deer comes to announce a new beginning.  

Examine yourself to become conscious of your strength, and find loving and gentle ways to express that strength.  Tone down your affectations a little; perhaps, they are burying your natural dignity.  Quietly stand by your gentle and caring sides, work on yourself, and on what's important to you, and allow yourself to be affectionate.

Deer is the bringer of wholeness, energy from light.  Open yourself to the universe; let the impulses from above flow into yourself to help control your strength.  "You are no longer controlled from outside, and the gifts of the universe will be able to manifest in your life."

I'm grateful for the uplifting guidance that comes through nature.  A reminder to go within to seek the answers needed during this time of rapid change and acceleration.  As always, it's wonderful to remember we are never alone.  God speaks to each of us throughout the day using the language of the heart we most readily understand.  We are never alone.  His angels are with you to guide you in all your ways.  Keep on looking up.  The best is yet to be.  

Love and peace,

 

Rae Karen 

(Animal-Messengers, Regula Meyers)

"Tuning in" to the Field: An Angel Message

I've read the field of unified consciousness can be described as a metaphor of language using a  dictionary.  All the words are taking place in the "now", but you get to choose which ones to use and interpret into an inspirational poem.  

 

It is our personal deliberate attention and intention that tune us into the "field", and bring results into the physical. 

 

The good news is the more we focus on that attunement, the more messages or synchronicities, we will experience.  Thoughts are things, and there are no idle thoughts.

 I had a good laugh when a perfect example of the dictionary as unified consciousness appeared on-line. A painted rooster highlighting a dictionary page.  The answer to a photo for this angel blog, and it translated into my physical reality. Every morning begins by reaching for a French country rooster tin where oatmeal is stored for breakfast. I'm thankful for the reminder to start the day choosing love over fear.  To rise and shine in the peace of Christ. 

Enjoy your day and look for inspirational messages from your guardian angel.

Love and joyful blessings,

Rae Karen

It's A Bird...It's a Plane... It's...

 Yesterday I ran outdoors to answer an excited request from my son. Hurry! Come! You've got to see this!" 

I was glad I listened.  

Above the tree tops,  there it was.  The big beautiful Good Year Blimp!  I watched it sail the blue sky above the pasture, and could clearly read the sun-lit words, written in yellow, the color of faith:  GOOD YEAR.  

Ah...I clapped and cheered as it passed by.  A timely message as the first month in the new spiritual year, the Hebrew month of Nisan, is coming to a close at the new moon on Friday.   

I was thankful for the angelic reminder.  Keep looking up!  The best is yet to be.  

Love and peace,

 

Rae Karen

Hawkeyes & Being Trustworthy: An Angel Message

With the last name Hauck, often mispronounced as Hawk, and the childhood nickname Hawkeye, it wasn't until much later in life that I realized the hawk was a spiritual messenger for me. 

Last Sunday a rare encounter happened with a juvenile hawk.  Driving home on the long stretch of our dead-end street, a young Red-shouldered hawk waited in the grass near the pasture by our driveway. 

 We stopped and I rolled down my window.   

What was he up to?   

One feather stuck up like a flag on a mailbox.  It seemed like a special angel delivery.  When I asked for permission for a photo, he turned his head for a profile shot. 

Then the air shifted.  He turned toward me and stared.  His piercing brown eyes locked in on mine.   I've never been held in the gaze of a hawk, and I wondered what he saw in me.  

Something passed between us. An energy exchange.  

Hawk is the messenger and my writing has slowed down to a trickle.

Suddenly a raucous screech burst from his sharp yellow beak as he glared at me, squawking, giving me the business. 

 Quickly, I rolled up the window. A hawk parked so close to home was significant.  When a hawk circles high, it signals to see the big picture. Opportunities are coming your way.

 But this young one waited in the grass, and soon flew low into the woods, leaving me wondering about the message. 

I looked up the symbolism of the Red-shouldered hawk.  In the Native American culture, it represented the messenger between man and God.  A signal that spiritual help can be found in the heavens.  A sign to keep your mind on heavenly things...

I also learned Red-shouldered hawk teaches one the importance of being trustworthy, in doing what they say they will do.  A reprimand to finish the projects I began years ago. Those hawk-eyes are now the background on my laptop, a reminder to keep my word.

Remember you are never alone.  Look for the happy things of God to come your way today.  Take time to appreciate nature and watch for the joy you'll find when you do.  Heavenly help is here...keep having faith in the unseen blessing that you are in the company of angels for God is faithful in His Word.  "For He shall give his angels charge over you..."

Love and peace,

 

Rae Karen

 

 

Making the Best with What Is: Angel Message

 A pair of Sandhill cranes were teaching a lesson on "making the best with what is."  On the drive to the post office, I saw the prospective parents standing together near a nest they built on an old wooden dock at the lake. 

Two rather large white eggs glistened in a sunlit bed of straw on the weathered rough planks! 

The crane couple were changing shifts.  Each takes a turn sitting on the eggs. A Sandhill crane lays only two eggs. It was a rare treat to get a glimpse, and it happened so fast, I wondered about it, and returned the next day with my camera.      

The high waters have washed out their usual nesting choices on the tall reedy shore. 

But what an enterprising pair to gather straw and build on an old pier that belongs to a house on the hill.   As soon as the babies hatch, they must go into the water.  That's why lake-side property is a must.   

Several years ago, the weathered dock had seen better days.  It extended 15-feet above a bed of dried reeds at the shrinking lake, far removed from the water. The useless old dock is now afloat, almost to the brim, after last year's storms.   

Timing is everything... those old wood planks now support new life.  Cranes are about creativity and longevity.

Shrouded by a stand of trees, I would have missed the crane's creative ingenuity if it weren't for an angel nudge.  That's what angels do...they give us a heads-up.  A more expansive vision of the world around us. God speaks through nature, my favorite language. 

I'm thankful for the lesson from the Sandhill cranes.  Although our terrain may look drastically different for a season or two, Love will make a way for us to celebrate new life.  

"In all things give thanks..."  

Not so easy to do during major trials, but with our angels watching over us, we, too, are blessed to receive fresh inspiration on making the best with what is. Flexibility is the key...  Never say never...and watch for the miracles.  With God, all things are possible...

Love and peace,

 

Rae Karen

Hiding Yourself from Others?

At the lake, an orange moth flitted by and landed near my bright green canvas chair where I sat on the boat ramp.  With her wings spread wide, embracing the warm sun, I could see each glistening wing had an opened eye painted by nature.  I inched closer for a photo to share, but she flew away.  An opportunity was lost.   

Curious, I looked on-line. 

Moth is the master of disguise. A reminder to be aware that you could be hiding from yourself.  Are you using your emotions to keep yourself hidden from others?  If so, it's time to transform your emotional energy away from drama, and into something closer to your heart.  Have faith in your journey, and trust, that although things seem to be complicated right now, you will eventually see the light.  Let your  heart guide you.

Soon after the reluctant orange moth departed, something popped up in the middle of the lake. The only sign of life on the water.   

I hoped it was a turtle, this little ball merrily bobbing up and down in the ripples. Turtle is always a positive sign, to keep on keeping on.

Snapping away, I asked for angelic help, and was amazed by the detail.  When the photos were uploaded, I could clearly see the turtle's uplifted head peeking out of the empty lake. Bobbing in sunlit ripples, its yellow-racing stripes, and matching yellow-striped eyes were up for a photo op.  

I was grateful for the message:  What has been hidden from you, will now be revealed so pay attention.    

 

And, also a willingness to pop up and be counted on, when needed.  The best is yet to be. 

Love and peace,

Rae Karen