It's 12:13 in the early hours of sunday morning. I had a little healing session with PaniCat about 8 hours ago - I was guided to call on Angel Raphael, the angel of healing, and did so 3 times (not something I've done that often to date). I placed my Reiki hands on PaniCat and in less than a minute I felt my own hair being 'blown/stroked' and acknowledged the presence, even though it felt slightly that it might only be a breeze coming in the door from behind me or my imagination, however, there wasn't much room for doubt that the angel Raphael was with me.
Almost immediately I acknowldeged the feeling of a presence, PaniCat leapt about 3 metres away from me accross the coffee table and onto the other couch. A minute later she came back for more... and once again placed herself under my Reiki hands.
At the same time Glimmerman was searching Google for my name (probably only for the second or third time in his life) and my comments on Maya Angelou's poem - entitled 'Touched by an Angel', came up no 1, which he read and commented on the fact that he's beginning to notice that I like to leave comments around the web!!! Did I mention that in the early days Glimmerman used to call me 'Sweetest Angel Cupcake' - Sweet hey?
Sunday, August 14, 2005
Sunday, August 07, 2005
Sadness is a gift from the angels
Dear Anthony
I read your comments on the Maya Angelou poetry website regarding the poem ‘Touched By An Angel’ and I want to say that it really is OK to be sad – for a while, no one wants to be sad for a long time. Think about this though: If you were not given the gift of sadness to experience, how would you really understand and interpret the experience and feeling of happiness when the angel of happiness touched your life and brought with it all the love and joy or whatever it is that happiness means for you, to you? For me, the happiness I search for is the freedom to love and be loved. It involves great risk and great pain, but the rewards turn out again and again to be beyond my wildest expectations.
I read your comments on the Maya Angelou poetry website regarding the poem ‘Touched By An Angel’ and I want to say that it really is OK to be sad – for a while, no one wants to be sad for a long time. Think about this though: If you were not given the gift of sadness to experience, how would you really understand and interpret the experience and feeling of happiness when the angel of happiness touched your life and brought with it all the love and joy or whatever it is that happiness means for you, to you? For me, the happiness I search for is the freedom to love and be loved. It involves great risk and great pain, but the rewards turn out again and again to be beyond my wildest expectations.
Friday, June 03, 2005
THE THIRTEENTH RULE OF THUMB
THE THIRTEENTH RULE OF THUMB
Started 26th October 2000
Look first at your own self and concentrate on your own health before concerning yourself with anyone else.
Consider those you love the most before making any decisions.
Started 26th October 2000
Look first at your own self and concentrate on your own health before concerning yourself with anyone else.
Consider those you love the most before making any decisions.
Sunday, May 08, 2005
Using the bible as an oracle
The first time I used my 300 year old family bible as an oracle for the first time it showed me Jeremiah 20. Today, the second time I'm really using it as an oracle and I did it the "Melanie" way by fidgeting at the edges of the pages with my eyes closed - using my old bible from when I was 11 - I opened it and then still with my eyes closed hovered my hand over to see if I could feel any energy which might indicate where I should place my finger to read. After a few moments and hovering over what felt to be the warmer area, I opened my eyes to Proverbs 3. More about the synchronicity of this reading later, can't stay online too long at the moment, will get back to the satellite office later! I just want to say thank you to god on this sunday. He has revealed to me that she supports me every step and breath of the way! I love you Mother Earth! Oh, co-incidentally to day is Mother's Day...
Monday, March 21, 2005
Saturday, March 19, 2005
Thursday, February 17, 2005
Waiting for a photo of the author
Well, you wouldn't want to miss this! But, as this is only my second blog, I am learning how to post photos and as yet have not figured out how to post my own photo in the correct spot, after that I'll begin introducing myself, for the time being, as they say "From the 'Oursi's mouth..." he loves me, he loves me not, he loves me...
The existential paradox of life "TO BE AFRAID OF LOVE, WHEN ALL THERE IS, IS LOVE AND FEAR"
today read: Jeremiah 9 vs 20-24
The existential paradox of life "TO BE AFRAID OF LOVE, WHEN ALL THERE IS, IS LOVE AND FEAR"
today read: Jeremiah 9 vs 20-24
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