Banishing fear by feeling the infinite
I sat to channel the newsletter Thursday night. It was 103 degrees on the patio and the mosquitoes were buzzing around. The pre-sunset stillness hung [...]
I sat to channel the newsletter Thursday night. It was 103 degrees on the patio and the mosquitoes were buzzing around. The pre-sunset stillness hung [...]
I have really felt the Christmas spirit this year. After several years of intense growth I feel as if I'm coming into a new and [...]
This week the Presence is here... I feel within me the warmth of your celebrations. I feel within me also those of you who feel [...]
I got the email three weeks ago. “My uncle is in the hospital and may be ready to leave. Can you check in on him...” [...]
My dear friends, we love you so very much, Take heart! There is no death. You live eternally, changing costumes, changing lives, and yet never [...]
Morning dawns… | Every blade of grass | Sings with elation | Revealing the secrets | of glorious creation…
The forest calls | beckoning forth the heart within. | Come walk in my shadows | and feel the filtered shafts of light.
Morning dawns… | Every blade of grass | Sings with elation | Revealing the secrets | of glorious creation…
I will release to you only my sweetness | And share with you only my joy | I will build with you a house of dreams | Where I grow patiently by the front door..
Sun’s Spotlight beacon sweeps the landscape | Kissing trees and crags of chiseled stone, | Rising up as if heaven calls it home.
Slipping silently out of heaven | I enter the dream | Each morning, | As the world’s static, need and fears | Like desperate children | Cling
Hard to believe these crystal wings | can carry bees on the breeze | and then slowly land | as if the hand | of God
Walking in water I become one with its flow | Silent, I feel a truth only nature can know
Ever since filming Series 7 of Ann & the Angels I feel as if I'm "Alice in Wonderland." I walk around and suddenly connect with [...]
It would be impossible to work with angels and avoid hearing the phrase, "we are love and light of God" in some form or another, [...]
Like a waterfall free flowing | falling off safe shores of slate and stone...
I AM alone with the fullness of All-that-Is. | Sitting singly on the mountain top, | with not a soul around, | or so it seems,
Spring brings pale pastels | and freshly vibrant hues | of budding green.
First signs of spring sprout | through hardened earth | Rain and sun and sky | give birth.
Like everyone else, I get caught up sometimes in the need to produce... my website, my newsletters, my Facebook pages, my show... you name it, [...]