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Me and my six year-old have very serious conversations sometimes but we

also have funny ones. My little worker bee changed her mind again about what

she wants to be when she grows up. This was a very serious conversation.

She must have been thinking about it all week. My little one told me

last week she wanted to be a fireman but last night she said it was too

dangerous. Now, she wants to work in an ambulance, as a driver or EMT, to save people's

lives who are… Continue

There is very little that is really magikal but the heart of a child.



When I was a child, when the lights went out...against my will...I hid beneath white sheets and made a narrow hole with just enough room to breathe... and I prayed to a loving something out there I called "God" and asked that "God" to protect me in my sleep.... All the while, still I clung tightly to those sheets.. When my restlessness would turn to sleep...I flew above the housetops of… Continue

Be still heart

You have loved much

Still you want more



Be still heart

I want what you want

But I am not pretty anymore



You heart makes me ache

But each morning when I awake

I greet the day in a wonderous way





I smile at everyone I meet

My kindness is real

It is not faked



I find a way to bring joy

To most everyone I see

Still my heart…

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I have given my heart to the 'Light,' but God on the other hand has some splainin' to do, in my opinion. He cut us loose down here in lower heaven or upper hell with a great sadness and fear... but we who are his children down here should question his teaching methods. I understand that this dimension is an illusion but not a very kind one. Some souls fall for deep dark illusions as they need those lessons to be a deep contrast to the light... but in other dimensions the… Continue

When I read messages about the Hatti earthquake and others this morning, I meditated on all of the suffering going on the the world and I had a vision of souls as geese dropping in a huge frying pan,,, But then again... are we souls not just swimming against the current like lemmings.. moving toward our demise without realizing the painful experience that awaits us... throwing ourselves into that frying pan until one day we stop throwing ourselves into the frying pan and go another way... Pain… Continue

"our mourning will be turned to dancing" -author unknown but it smacks of
truth... and soon...