I took this photograph just the other day and I have spent many hours gazing at it and feeling the energies. All the images are amazingly beautiful and powerful and I believe each has one has its own vibration and message. This one feels very special to me.
Imagine that these incredible light emanations are always surrounding us bringing us love, healing and divine sustenance. Imagine that they come in all colors and forms bringing us exactly what we need and the knowing that we are not alone.
If you allow yourself to breathe in this beautiful gift you will feel the angels. I believe meditating upon this with a pure heart can connect you with your guardian angel. These are the little miracles we should be focusing on and communing with for these are the ways we increase our light and remember who we are and what we are capable of.
I once saw a great shower of light raining down on Jesus and Mary Magdalene. They were aware of it. They knew what was happening and what the heavenly light was providing them. It was their saving grace and it is ours.
Can you hear it?
the atmosphere is alive
with love and hate
war and peace
the past, the present, the future
the geometry of the universe
a universal language
we are the receivers
the tuning forks
you are breathing it in
in every moment
breathe with the awareness
that you are a cosmic transformer
the atmosphere is filled
I saw one before my eyes
as we evolve
and become aware
aware of the sounds of the universe
and all that lies just beyond
what we ever thought possible
to see, to hear, to know
we foster in a new way of being
a new world
it is here
the atmosphere is filled
and love is vibrating
louder and louder
can you hear it?
There is so much suffering. So many sacred tears being shed. We suffer for all humanity. This morning I prayed and asked our Beloved Marys for a gift to help to ease the suffering. And oh what a gift manifested! I was then drawn to this passage from my book.
As the time approached and he knew the end was upon him, his suffering was great. The love he had for us all, for this he did not want to leave, for he knew he was breaking our hearts. In some respects he was relieved that his mission was near completion. In each moment of his suffering and abuse he felt the suffering of all humanity.
He felt this completely, in a universal way.
The angels surrounded him and comforted him and at times he transcended the pain and glimpsed heaven.
He was moving between both worlds.
As he lived and died, he wants you to understand that you too are never alone. This is the way we survive what we feel can surely kill us, all of it, no matter the circumstance.
Remember now, in these moments, that all worldly things may be transcended for he has shown the ultimate transcendence, the Resurrection, the proof of everlasting life.
Think of this now, not as a story or a myth.
Call on your soul’s remembrance.For this is surely within you to remember.
Feel the power of these words for I speak for him in telling you these things.
And firsthand and by his side I witnessed all that I say to you.
Let your hearts open to the understanding of the magnitude of his life, death and Resurrection.
For it is your life.
The Heart of Love Mary Magdalene Speaks
Most of the time I feel as though I am not really completely here in this world. There are several reasons for this. One is due to the fact that no matter what I do I am never grounded. Once when a healer was attempting to ground me I felt as though I was being shocked over and over. He later told me he was given the information never to ground me but only to connect me to Venus. That should be a good enough reason to feel as though you don’t belong here and feel as though you are not completely here but there is another reason that intensifies this feeling even more.
I seem to have a foot in several worlds. One is beyond everything here and allows me to have all kinds of otherworldly experiences. The other is an illness that has been ever present for more years than I would like to remember. These are two very intense experiences going on at the same time.
The illness was the catalyst that forced me to leave my entire life behind and propel me into the world of healing. I learned many things in this new world. First I had to learn if I had the courage to make this journey. I was frightened and lost. I had no compass. I found that sometimes I had great courage and sometimes I had none. I continue this journey to this day and pass in and out of some very dark passages and also into places more beautiful than I ever could have imagined.
I have been given divine glimpses into the purpose of the physical illness and have been told the same exact thing by several mystics who I love and admire most in this world. I have been shown and told things that have been very challenging to understand and more challenging to live. I understand that nothing is what it seems.
Over these past months the challenges have been almost too much to bear. I write this today for those who are also feeling this way. The circumstances do not matter. Whatever we are going through in our own physical lives in many cases is being magnified as the world around us squeezes through the eye of the needle. We are being purged and sanctified.
It is a lonely journey. It is not for the faint of heart. Glimpses of heaven are beautiful and miraculous and still we must make it here through each day. Our faith is being tested as we bear witness to one heartbreaking event after the other. Where is it all heading? Some are so sure of the who what where and why. I am not so sure of anything except I must use everything I have to keep on keeping on.
The mysteries I have been shown about physical suffering go way beyond anything I could have ever imagined. When I lose my way I am reminded in ways that are impossible to ignore. I am living the mystery.
Here on earth I am a partner in life to the boy I made a vow to when I was nineteen. He is the embodiment of unconditional love. I am a mother and a grandmother. I am a mystic and a recluse. I suffer greatly in the physical in ways I never could have imagined and soar to the heavens in ways I never could have dreamed. Sometimes it feels like a blessing and a curse. When the mind tries to take me over I come back to what I know to be true. These are the days when the darkness upon this planet is doing all it can to take us down. These are the days we were made for.
Each time I find a way to rise again and again I think of all of you. I think of all we are all going through and remind myself that as lonely as this all feels we are not alone. There are legions of angels and loving beings here with us in every moment. We are going to make it. We rise together.
So we said goodbye to our beautiful boy, our beloved companion on this journey, our sweet dog Petey and wept buckets of tears and woke up the next day to the shock and reality of a new world without him. That day was very hard. Anyone who has lost a beloved friend knows how this goes. There is no escaping the grief. You just have to go through it. Any experience of grief seems to bring back all the losses and all the grieving you have ever done in this life and so many others. It is almost unbearable and yet we survive.
The saving grace is our belief in the knowing that there is something more than this physical life and so I share this little story that will have no end because the love and the connection and the messages will continue on.
As we sat around our bed with our boy for the last time, tears flowing, I wiped my tears with a tissue and happened to look at it. Perhaps someone else would not notice such a thing but when you believe and are open the doors to Heaven open wide and loving messages are received.
The angels were all around Petey waiting to guide him to Heaven.
Yesterday was the first day waking without him and although we tried to keep busy the heartbreak was just overwhelming. Then this message arrived from our daughter Kate. She and my grandson Elijah had been at the bedside the day before saying their goodbyes to Petey. Elijah is only six years old and had a deep bond with Petey seeing him almost every day. He was so brave saying his goodbyes. I showed him the angel tissue and we all marveled at how unmistakable and incredible it was and it helped us to have this sign.
So that next sorrowful day Kate had an experience she couldn’t wait to tell me about. She was crossing over her front yard and almost tripped over a bunny. The bunny did not move so she thought he must be injured. She spoke to him and he took a little hop and seemed to be ok. She has never seen a bunny in her yard and lives on a busy street so it was highly unusual. Kate said he allowed her to come so close she could have touched him. She ran inside to get my grandchildren Elijah and Lila and thought the bunny would probably be gone by the time she got back. The bunny was still there.
They all stood very close to him and spoke to him as he sat there so unusually peaceful with no thought of running away. Kate kept taking pictures of him. It was daytime and there was no flash but somehow the eyes kept coming out as if there were a flash. After a time it suddenly hit her that this is Peter Cottontail! She remembered how I always sang “Here comes Peter Cottontail” when my Petey would come walking into the room. Kate was sure this was our Petey come to say he was at peace.
When she sent me the photo I said “What is going on with this bunny’s eyes?” Kate told me she kept saying the same thing when the photos kept coming out with the eyes looking so strange. Well Petey was blind and his eyes did not look quite right so this seemed to be yet another sign that this Peter Cottontail was giving us a message from our Peter Cottontail. This bunny sat and waited there for my grandchildren who loved Petey so much and allowed them to talk with him and be so close to him. We feel that the peaceful nature of this bunny was letting us know that Petey is at peace and is with us always.
First thing I saw on Facebook this morning was a picture of a bunny.
I know my boy is in Heaven and can see once again running with his best friend Wiley, Elijah’s dog who left us not too long ago.
They were the best dogs in the whole wide world.
We will all be together again one day.
We love you forever and ever and ever.
To be continued…..
What if you absolutely knew that your suffering was a divine transmutation process?
What if you knew that your overcoming saved someone’s life?
What if you are the most powerful being transmuting the most important and significant energies for the planet and beyond?
What if nothing is what it seems and the angels are constantly rejoicing at your courage, fortitude and faith?
What if just the knowing and believing magnified the power to change anything?
What if the less you thought and the more you felt brought you more into alignment with your true spiritual nature?
What if you absolutely knew that this is the time and what you do from this moment on has a greater effect than ever before?
What if only some of us remembering will tip the scales in favor of Heaven?
And what if love really does conquer all?
What if you knew absolutely that your suffering was a divine transmutation process?
What if you knew that your every overcoming saved a life somewhere?
What if this is a supreme divine truth?
What if nothing is what it seems and the angels are constantly rejoicing at your courage and fortitude and faith?
What if you are the most powerful divine being capable of transmuting the most important and significant happenings on the planet and beyond?
What if believing it with you whole heart and soul made it all the more powerful?
What if bringing yourself back to remembrance was a holy and sacred act?
What if your capacity for love and forgiveness in spite of everything was changing the world?
I was asked to read a prayer at our annual Summer Solstice Ceremony on the beach. I have many beautiful prayers written over the years and I am always open to receive a new one if it is meant for a certain time. I have learned that I will be guided to what is to be spoken even down to the last minute. This is what happened for the Solstice. I was guided to read, not a prayer, but a message from Magdalene and right before I left for the ceremony I was guided to a message from Joan of Arc. I realize now these messages are truly divine prayers.
The morning of the ceremony I received a phone call from my childhood friend’s sister asking me if I received something she had sent me and telling me her sister was now in hospice. She told me that her sister had been going through her things and came across something she wanted me to have. I never received it. It was an etching of the name of our friend from the Viet Nam memorial wall and I assume a note to tell me that the end was near.
I made my way to the ceremony feeling upset and unsettled. I prayed and prayed for my friend and her family all through the ceremony. A strong feeling came over me that she would leave today on the glory of the Summer Solstice. I still felt terribly unsettled. Now my name was called and it was time for me to stand and speak the words that were so divinely given. I stood in the Solstice circle. As I spoke these words they vibrated into every cell of my being. I began to feel two things together – peace and strength. I felt the truth and the power in every word. I felt stronger and stronger. I felt them – Magdalene and Joan of Arc and everyone else did too.
I spoke the final word and I heard “Gail look up.”! I looked up and there above me was an enormous circle of birds swirling and swirling. I had never seen anything like it and I felt the power and the love the birds were sending go right through me.
I knew she was home in the arms of the angels.
When I got home my husband told me she passed.
I realized later that I had seen her mother and father and our friend Billy and another friend come for her. The etching she was sending to me was Billy’s.
Heaven rejoices at your homecoming.
Your brave and loving mission here is done.
When the angels come calling and the revelations come …
When the hour nears
and you slip away
into the whispers
of the long and lonely night
the angels are guarding
and hear your silent prayer
for there are not many
who can stand with you this hour
but one appears
for she too can not sleep
for the time is at hand for the two
to be as one
united in their prayers
united in their past
like a river overflowing
with ancient stories to tell
slowly and thoughtfully
uncovering and remembering
comforting and understanding
as only they must do
for the secret that they share
is like a precious jewel
made of sacrifice and glory
and the sword of love and truth