Looking out the window
Something awesome I did see
An iridescent spider web
Was right there before me

Early morning sunlight,
Burning through the haze,
Under the canopy,
Such a sight it did amaze

Spanish moss draped randomly
Cascading like sage colored lace,
Swaying and dancing gracefully
Creating a dream like space

A single long stemmed purple rose,
There clung a silver strand
Standing out majestically
Held gently in Gods hands

Tranquility comes over me
As I submit to God
I realize how great Thou art
In the early morning fog

Seeing the tiny artist
God created with these skills
Opened my eyes to appreciate
Simplicity without frills

Costing not a single cent
Like objects made by man
That have price tags upon them
To impress neighbors at hand

A very small green spider
Came crawling with-in sight
The early morning sun rays
Turning darkness into light

Early morning song birds
Singing songs of praise
Lovingly to our Creator
In the early morning haze

Giving a standing ovation
To the birds and spider of green
For creating a place to escape to
A place so divine and serene

Angels of lighted scrolls
Glowing with wings azure light
Daily care to each prayer bequeath
To help all hearts which are mending

All is aligned with havens realm
Musical kaleidoscope
Softest weathered true cherub wall
Beautifully arrayed in each families shawl

Inspirited with blend woven path
Sparkling in clouds soft epitaph
Treasured tokens of loved ones near
In each dawn’s bright

Neath angels wings
Garden of prayers, windows bend
Delicate heart shaped whispers
Layer of veils unseen, each hidden in cherubs hall

Winged celestial choirs, filled the rows in heaven gates, Rains showered
Angels bringing words spoken in each finest hour
Exceeding to excellence beyond all measures of time
Flowed the lady in silvery wings smiling to thine

Etched in soft Rose ribbons, her basket she carried of her life’s stay
Memories she shared of, her children, grandchildren array
Thronged in air, brimmed with wavering lights around her stood tall
Arch Angel Michael, holding each of heavens walls

With her spied berets she stepped to speak her peace
Lord I have many, I have left, I wish to send them faith to see, she replied
With all the gifts, The angel lifted Cherubs light, A rainbow in Gods everlasting sky
To her family the pilgrimage started while each one she held as the baby of her own, there own legacy of life

Taking the steps in renown hearts prayers, she sent them, by messenger to all her families there
Speaking in slumber she will say, each one she loved in her loving way
Her children are her blessings in legacy she leaves to all
Now she will wear the families guardian shawl

I always tell people that I am the self proclaimed queen of tape.

I have realized how true that is.

People always ask about the pain of loosing you. Little do they know that I don’t feel the pain.

The reason for that is that I have shoved it aside. I go around it, over it, under it. But never, never do I allow my self to feel it. For surely my heart would stop.

I will save that for when I am an old woman.

My heart did break the day you died and I have it pieced together with tape.

It is holding the shattered shards with its tenuous strength

Binding the pieces in place so that it may still beat

A simple thing. Tape

It has come to be a reminder and a symbol

For now the Queen is held together by that tape she has proclaims as her own

sweet and simple, complicated and deep
strong and unyielding, tender willing to bend
right yet wrong, living loud and brash
proud of her beauty, shyly insecure
shinning brightly in her radiance, hiding in the shadow of courage
bold in sprit, timid and scared of knowledge
blazing a path at her own rate, asking for direction as she makes her trail
lost in the mystery, smiling at the memories
giver of joy, bewildered by the love
keeper of secrets, companion to all
bold bright beautiful
never forgot
always cherished

Enlightens, celestial messages missions high
Realization,feathered calmness, absolute resolution
Being able to feel the auras love, each given care
Each lad in wavering sails there

Blessings charka azure lightening
Kept in echoes of the soul, light workers borne
Empathy to ones free will
Cherubim, seraphim awayness, golden panoply

Elutriations lost souls, dawning hills
Journeys to angels song
Cannot find the open door, who shall flee?
Spiritual Constance, his adamantine cloak, forseen

Pure , happiness, joy, laughter returns
Light in remembering heart soul
Awakens the mind, body spirit
Visible released in mythos joy and passion
My angel

With firm battalion his helm is protected with Arch Angel Michael
Under signet with wings to flee
All souls shall be welcomed
To Gods Door

Outside in each home, lighted prayers are lit

I breathe with each memory needed to repair the cause

Gather the hearts sending to there sides, proud honor they carry families

Touch the serpentine sandals with celestial beings

Feeling life’s miracles with one last song

Breathe with mine thy heavens

With each cascading lever or door

Chase the sadness away

This is a prayer, to change light

spiritual hearts gather now, Gods plight

heavens, life orb, with divine spirits

Unseen angels watch thee, to rebuild life there

Questioning angels relive the hearts melodies, seek me

Helping one prayer at a time

Whispers of sweet angels wings
Offerings in softest friendships in light
Butterflies in special lamest
Blended in love tapestry
I am souls pinion
Silvery moment of auras exchange
Spiraling in souls fuse to anther
Silver chord
I will step in bounds to fill the love surpassed by all
With heavens rock,caterwauls solace near
Espied eternal place of keeping
Angels guide in sorrow pain
Wearily we lay to slumber to rejuvenate with each entwined
Enlightens smiles surround , baskets brimming all as the calm appears

Recently I was in ICU and was told that my chances of making it were slim to none. I was in such pain that I actually begged god to take me so I could stop the pain.

All of a sudden a man with a blue aura appeared to me saying he had been the guardian angel for my family for generations. He told me he had loved me since the day I was born. He then informed me that I had the strength to get through this and he would be with me every minute to assure I would not give up.

Just as he promised he let me know I was not alone and if I could hold on just a little while longer I would be fine.

Well I made it and am on the mend, physically, at least. However I feel as if I am alone once again. I really need to know that everything I witnessed was not due to medications or something I convinced myself was real just to feel someone really cared and was watching out for me.

Is there a way to contact him one more time? If nothing more than to thank him and tell him how much I love him.

I need to know that I am not crazy, and somehow fill this empty space that seems to have been created since this life and death experience.

At the age of 4 my daughter Mackenzie came running out of her bedroom after being tucked into bed…she was yelling, “Mommy, I just heard a sparkling vwooosh and a big feather wing brushed my face”! The next morning she awoke telling me it was her angel.

Over the next few years she would tell me all of the messages the angels would tell her. She spoke of seeing angels of people and animals and why they were coming to her.

Of all of the stories, the one that has stayed with me is a message from an angel. The angel told her that we are all here on earth for a reason. We have a purpose. We can not grow in heaven. That is why some people suffer, it is their job to endure that and find strength within themselves. She went on to tell me that is why some people lose their babies or have cancer.

The most fascinating explanation for me has changed the way I look at passing on(dying). She said no one ever dies, we just pass on to heaven. When those on earth stop grieving for us while we are in heaven, we are allowed to move on to new bodies and start all over again. That is where old souls come from.

Mackenzie is 12 now and occasionally hears a whisper, but since she is so busy learning she is taking a break from her angel connections until her late teen years. That is what she told me.

The words of my child completely changed my spiritual and religious beliefs.