I wonder

I see that someone reads these every now and then but I wonder who and what they thought....

What I Want

I ask for world peace. I ask for mankind to unite and work as one to save our Earth and ourselves. I ask for the end of violence, of pollution, of greed, of destruction, of hate. I ask for people to be happy and come together to share their love for all things. I ask that the news focus on positive events instead of all the bad things that happen. That alone would begin to change people. I ask for us to see out similarities instead of our differences.

I ask this because:

I am peace, I am light and I am Pure Love. The Kingdom of God lies within me as it does in all people therefore, we are all peace, we are all light and we are all Love.

Shine your light like a beacon in the dark. Share it with others.

I AM
In Peace and Love

Be Careful What You Wish For...

     About five years ago I met a person at work that was my first experience ever with feeling like I had known a person before this lifetime. This person and I became very close friends. Our friendship led me to begin writing two stories that were interconnected as I tried to figure out what we had meant to each other previously.  At first the stories poured out of me, then after two years this friend lost their job to a reduction in force. Since then we rarely have contact because our lives traveled in very different directions.  My interest in the writing waned because I could not figure out what direction to take to finish the stories. I had kept them in several flash drives and at one time I nearly erased all versions of them. Over the next few years many things came up making me feel like I was falling apart. These things eventually led me to search for healing and to learn who I am.  

     In January this year, I found the stories while going through a flash drive and reread them. I wanted and needed them to be finished. I told a friend about them and she told me that my guides wanted me to finish them because I needed to share them with others that they would tell people what they needed to know. I began writing and revising one of the stories but it seemed I was getting nowhere because of my never ending work. I was so frustrated I told my spirit guides that if they wanted me to finish these stories they were going to have to find a way to make me stay home from work. The next day I became ill with the flu and a severe upper respiratory infection. I spent the next seven days home from work writing whenever I felt able and it was nearly three months before I completely recovered.

     The first book was finished in early spring and I am now working on the second one only this time I did not request to be forced to write. It was my first lesson in manifestation and one that had to be learned. Be careful what you wish for because you get what you ask for.

P.S. As I sit here writing this someone I knew once and loved dearly sits with me smoking their cigarette because I can smell it. 

The Evolution of a Soul: Della’s Story  to be published in 2014.

The Angel Dream

This time an angel was in her dream. She recognized him instantly even though he had not been in her dreams for a few years. He picked her up kissing her lips passionately. In her dreams before the angel had always kissed her on the forehead, but this time it was very intimate. He wrapped his wings around her holding her close.

    “Where have you been?” Marianne asked the dream angel. “I have been missing you for the longest time.”

    “And I have missed you but you have not needed me until now” it replied his voice inside her head and his lips not moving. “It is time now.”

    “It is time?” She looked at him blankly not remembering. “It is time for what?”

    The angel smiled and spoke, “You will be waking up soon.”

   “What? Why? And why are you smiling when you say that?” she burst into tears. “You know how I love dreaming about you.”

    “Don’t cry my sweetness,” his voice said softly inside her mind. “I told you we would be together for real someday even though it won’t be for long the time is close.”  The angel wiped her tears and whispered, “I am real now. You will see. You are going to have to wake up my sweet; it is time now for you to begin your purpose.”

    “Are you sure?”

    “Yes, I am sure. You will realize it consciously in time. I promise.” He held her close and pressed his perfect glimmering lips to hers. Then he kissed her forehead gently placing her back in the bed where she slept peacefully.

The Butterflies

The brilliant yellow sun was shining brightly in  the azure sky. A gentle breeze blew causing the leaves to rustle softly as the branches swayed gently. Puffy cotton-like clouds floated across the sky ever changing their shapes from nothing into animals and back to nothing. She sat crossed-legged in the grass on a blanket with her eyes closed soaking in the sun's warmth and light. Her heart felt peaceful and carefree as birds twittered and sang in the trees above her. She opened her eyes and watched a small yellow butterfly dancing across in front of her. It met with another butterfly and their dances joined as one. In their dance they began to spiral around around each other as if they were intertwining  their lives and hearts together as one. She closed her eyes briefly and saw them again in her mind. She smiled for it really was a most beautiful thing as she realized they were one with her.

All I have to say is...

A Moment of Reflection

It all began day when I was telling a friend that we moved many times when I was a child. It seemed that I was always the new kid and I am sure my sister felt the same way. I am thankful we always had each other. My friend asked me why I thought we moved and I couldn't answer. I was thinking about that this morning as I lay in bed and felt pain in my leg at my knee traveling up my thigh bone. I have never had that pain before. Perhaps it was a coincidence or perhaps it signified something of which  I cannot remember. In the conversation with my friend she asked what I remembered  and I honestly don't remember much of anything that would cause my parents to move so much. I remembered them fighting but I don't know what they fought about. At least until I was older. I remembered my mother's explosive temper and that she threw things and broke things when she was angry. I thought maybe they were just unhappy with their lives or escaping something. I told her that I had played outside most of the time, stayed in my room and read a lot. My friend said she understood why I was very solitary person and that she believed I had been protected by higher beings which is why I didn't remember what they fought about. I know my parents loved me but I think they each had their own issues that they brought with them. I feel as if my father was my protector, getting between me and my mother and that she was jealous of me. Why? I have no idea.  I have heard that I was energetic, hyper, unfocused, and immature (a typical kid that would be diagnosed ADHD today). I recall living in my imagination, spending time with people my age or younger, drawing, reading and spending so much time alone outside in my head pretending. I pretended to be animals quite often. I watched animals outside and I read books on animals. I was fascinated with anything to do with nature. Today I realize that those are all things that I still enjoy so I really am the same as when I was a child. (YAY for the inner child!) I spend my workdays with younger people (teaching), I love animals (drawing and watching them), I am fascinated still by the complexities of life and nature, I enjoy reading and love writing.  There was an in between time between childhood and a few years ago where I did not do these things I love.

I know I have probably rambled on but some days that is how my brain works. Maybe I am ADHD who knows? Back to the thought about moving...sort of...I decided to work on understanding why we moved and realized that I miss my father, mother and sister. I feel as if my sister knew everything that went on and that she kept it all inside her. Me? I am still clueless. Can I ask some one about it? No. The three of them passed away within nine years of each other leaving me here to fulfill my purpose that I might not have begun while they were still here.  I do know that I am on a path toward that.