Joy

Angels in the Clouds

Sometimes it is difficult to find inspiration in a chaotic and changing world when systems are collapsing and Pandora's Box of darkness has been spilled open unto the world. And yet, there is always inspiration to find in Nature and sometimes just when you need it, Angels or representatives of the Spirit World will make themselves known. A recent walk provided me with exactly that inspiration. I was filled with a deep sense of knowing that this material world and what we see before us, is not all there is nor what can be.

I was walking with my dog Dawson through a nearby park on a crisp, sunny day that made me feel that spring was just around the corner despite the cold and bleak days that were repeatedly interspersed amidst the occasional warmth. As I focused on the glorious sun that was shining, I could feel a sense of the Spirit World reminding me that I am not alone and that there is always Divine Grace. Sometimes you really do need a reminder when all you hear is news of chaos and uncertainty and nothing really seems to be optimistic.

That day I could see the orbs of light emanating from the sun and suddenly a rainbow of light appeared amidst the clouds. Initially I had been drawn to the billowy nature of the clouds that swept across the air like the wings of a bird caressing the blue sky. It was such a feeling of the Divine in that moment and I knew I was being watched over. I knew that something beyond this landscape of barrenness and sadness, was also hope and guidance from the realm of Spirit. I knew that I was not alone. My heart swelled with love and joy in that moment.

As I continued to focus on the rays of the sun streaming down and the multicolored orbs of light that cascaded toward me, they seemed to dance in a language of light that I wished that I could understand. It was a silent communication emanating from the highest realms. It was a language I could only understand with my heart. It was a language I wished I could interpret in words, but I could not. I could only feel. And in that moment, it was enough. Enough to fill me with hope. Enough to let me know that we are dreaming a new world into being and there are those who have a vested interest in the success of our creations.

It has happened to me before on my walks, this seeing of light language dancing in the rays of the sun. The best I can explain it is that it looks like the Arabic or Persian language. Today the modern Persian language is called Farsi and what I have seen strikingly resembles both of these alphabets. Unfortunately I experience this dancing light so quickly, it is difficult to write anything down and I generally don't have a notebook with me on my walks, however I doubt a photo would capture what I see.

The very first time I saw this light language was on Easter Day, March 27th, 2016. Now as I write, I recognize the synchronicity of my inspiration to write today, one year and 4 days later about another experience.  I remember vividly feeling that I was receiving healing frequencies from the sun at that time that were affecting my entire body and spirit. I could see the rays oscillating in waves to form designs similar to these ancient languages and I wanted to understand what they were telling me.

A need to know more caused me to speak to an Iranian woman I know about my experience. Although she is very spiritual and spoke Farsi having grown up in Iran, she had never experienced anything similar. We did have an interesting conversation though about symbols at the time. She said that in her culture and many other ancient civilizations, symbols were placed in architecture, rugs and poetry because of their association with the Divine and the world of Spirit. She said that "the ancients accessed the inner worlds through symbolism and Arabic was considered the language of God, as were most of the ancient languages, perhaps originating as symbols of communication of the inner world and the outer world." She also told me that somewhere in my soul, I understood the language that was spoken to me that day. She mentioned that the ancient Persian ceremonies were filled with symbolism, all meant to connect and draw certain energies from the inner world. In her words, "You know the soulful qualities of the inner world cannot be expressed in words or mentally. They have to be expressed through symbolism."

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There is so much to be learned from the ancient civilizations, information that will help us to restore the sacred to our lives and help this transforming world we now live in. I love that just when I least expect it, a piece of the puzzle is thrown my way and I am once again filled with a renewed sense of inspiration and hope.

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Orchid Equinox Blessing

My Orchid opened its first bloom the day of the Spring Equinox in the Northern Hemisphere. I could not have been more thrilled. I had been wondering when it would unfurl its first petals and as spring drew near and the buds grew bigger, I had a feeling there would be a beautiful sign of beauty, love and renewal. I cannot think of a more appropriate sign from the Plant Kingdom. 

I purchased my Orchid last fall and it remained in bloom for many months well beyond what I had remembered from previous plants. This Orchid sat on my nightstand in the southwest corner of my bedroom which receives light, but not so much in the fall due to the heavy foliage of a maple tree outside. Despite the low light, this plant flourished largely I believe because I paid so much attention to it, more than I had to any previous Orchid. I had learned so much about energy and focused attention since the last one had been in my care many years ago. Each day I would tell this plant that I loved her. I really did because she made me happy. The flowers were just so beautiful and the perfect shade of magenta that I adore. Eventually the last flower fell and I was sad not to see its beauty anymore, but I knew I would keep this special plant even if it never bloomed again because it had graced me with so much beauty for so many months.

You can imagine my surprise when suddenly one day weeks later I found a new shoot which promised another bloom of Orchids. I was so thrilled because this had never happened before. I had not even known they could bloom again in the home until a friend mentioned she had a nursery for throwaways from family and friends. Most certainly they can bloom again given the right conditions. So despite the low lighting in my bedroom, I would receive this Orchid's blessings on the Spring Equinox, the time of equal light and darkness and symbolizing regeneration and renewal.

I have found in my life that my plants and flowers really respond to my attention and my own energy. When I am struggling, they seem to be struggling and dropping their leaves. When I am sending out love to them, they are emanating their vibrant beauty back to me. I know that this Orchid blessed me with her greatest gift of beauty on a day that was so meaningful to me. The Spring Equinox brings the promise of new life, new beauty and new opportunities for joy. I cannot think of a more beautiful sign from the Nature Spirits and the Divine. The next day I also realized the deeper meaning of this flower and the message she was bringing forth to me, to love myself and know that I have value even when I don't feel beautiful.

 

 

Saving Goliath

For many years now I have been wanting a Staffordshire Terrier for some reason. I think because they have such a bad reputation and are so misunderstood. And for years I would see pictures of rescue pit bulls and read their stories and in my mind I kept seeing a grey one that I knew I would have some day. In the mean time, I rescued and adopted several of the wrong dogs for us, but in the end I knew they were meant to be saved and eventually ended up in wonderful homes.

About a month ago my niece contacted me about a Shiba Inu named Max that was at the City of Buffalo Animal Shelter. Being familiar with the breed and intrigued because he had the same name as my son, we went to see Max, but he was adopted that day. Somehow I felt we were meant to be at the shelter and look around to see what other dogs were looking for homes. After two separate visits that week, we couldn't agree between two completely different dogs- a female pit bull and an adorable Chihuahua mix that looked like a tiny fox. I decided to look one more time. There happened to be a handsome grey and white pit bull that drew my attention initially but did not seem to want to come out, so we went to look at him again.

The day of Goliath's arrival with sadness and fear of his past still lingering in his eyes..

The day of Goliath's arrival with sadness and fear of his past still lingering in his eyes..

Goliath was caged between two other dogs that were huge and very loud. I could tell that he was stressed but we tried one more time and no sooner was he outside in the fresh air, he affectionately jumped on us and gave us all his attention. This had not happened with the other two dogs in question. They had seemed to be more interested in everyone and everything else. Goliath chose us despite his fearful surroundings and in that moment we immediately felt a heart connection to him. He was the dog I had envisioned so many years ago and he immediately fit in when we got him home. It felt like he had been with us forever.

No sooner did Goliath arrive than the right home opened up for our other dog that I had been trying to place for 5 years due to her anxiety issues of being in a suburban environment. Her new home on 55 acres was ideal for her. Everything seemed to be falling into place unexpectedly just because of another dog named Max.

It took several days, but we decided to name Goliath "Dawson". It was my son's choice. Later I found out that Dawson means "son of David, the beloved". I couldn't think of a more appropriate name. He is a sweetheart and filled with love. He is so grateful to be part of our family.