Angel Pen

There's this kind of writing, it's called automatic writing. I didn't invent it, it's been around for a long, long time. But, I did it without really knowing it had a name. I called it Angel Writing. I have a journal that I call my angel journal, and, though I haven't written in it lately, I'd write my thoughts, plans, questions, whatever was pressing on my mind. Thoughts that needed to be unleashed. One day, I was heavy with "thoughts" and I wrote in a sort of disengaged way. It felt like I removed myself, started to write, and just let thoughts flow. I didn't interrupt myself for clarity or sense, I just wrote. What flowed actually seemed to be a communication from my angels, because at some point, I no longer felt like I was writing, I felt like someone was talking to me on the paper. The entire writing was completed in just minutes, pretty much as long as it took to get the letter/words/sentences onto the paper. I hope I'm not scaring you (the phantom reader).

I just revisited my angel journal, and read one of my entries. I'm going to be brave and share what was written. Unabrigdged. As it was written.


March 25, 2008

The realness of universal light and love, the gifts of all lightworkers ~ are as true as God. If one can believe and marvel at the person gifted with a voice that inspires, if we accept the gifted blessing of intellectual discoveries and achievements that benefit man, if we are stunned by the varieties of artistic expressions, then it is true that there are blessed on this earth, from the universe of love and goodness, lightworkers as I am, who can inspire, teach, warm, love, guide, and heal through our God gifted energies.
This is also in God's truth. God gave us the Garden of Eden. His Earth that would provide all we need to live our best. It is still here. We remain in the Garden of Eden, we just need to open our eyes. This Earth provides, we provide to one another, God, angels, and universe provide to our souls. It is here, we are within the web of physical, emotional, and spiritual life.
Stay safe, but travel with glee on the flowing changes through life. You will see it all, the beauty, the joy, the pain, tears, laughter, birth, death ~ all part of the flow, which still remains beautiful with light and love. There is even light in the middle of the night. Even if dim, it still remains. Don't forget. Even if clouds cover it, the guiding lights glow.

Morning Wall of Happy

These are my rainbow faeries. The prism I have hanging in the window casts the most vividly glorious rainbows all over the wall and the floor. When I'm walking out from my bedroom, ready to leave for work, I always stop in my tracks to gaze at their encouraging spirit of happiness. "Good morning, my rainbow faeries!" I can almost hear them giggling and warming my soul for the day ahead of me. Some days I stand so I have a rainbow on my face, or on my heart. This HAS to be a good thing. It feels good. Sometimes I hold a rainbow in my hand or let it cast onto my bare foot.

I discovered that as the world changes its tilt, I lose them. I'll have to try different spots in the house, because I miss their daily greetings. They just returned in the last month. Hmmmm, they are seasonal!!!

The picture doesn't do them justice. Come over and see them. You'll be uplifted.