Saturday, 18 October 2014

ANGEL MESSAGES FOR (AND FROM) A DOG






Have you ever received angel messages from a dog? A beautiful story from a lady in Ramsgate, Kent, was reported in my newspaper the other day.

Marian told how, some years ago, after her invalid mother came to live with her, Diamond – Marian’s Samoyed dog – and the elderly lady became devoted to each other. Then, in 2007, Diamond (most unusually) started refusing to go for walks. She just went into the garden and returned to lie near Marian’s Mum all day.

Several weeks later ‘Mum’ took a turn for the worse, dying that July. The morning after her death, Diamond was at the door expressing her readiness (for the first time in months) to go for a walk. When Marian opened the door, she saw a white feather on the step.

Then, at the garden gate, a glorious red butterfly landed on Diamond’s head – between her ears – and stayed there for the whole hour-long walk, only flying away when they reached the gate again.

This spring a white feather appeared on the pavement every time Marian took Diamond for a walk – and a few weeks later the dog fell ill with a liver problem. As her health worsened further white feathers appeared, often landing on Diamond during walks. Marian knew her Mum was sending her a sign that Diamond wasn’t long for this world. She drew comfort from her mother’s nearness.

As Diamond died, at home, another white feather arrived, landing beside her. The next day was the seventh anniversary of the old lady’s death.

The following morning, when Marian went into the garden, she saw a white feather in the very spot where Diamond liked to lie. As she stood crying, a butterfly landed on her arm, staying for 15 minutes. It was comforting to think that her Mum and Diamond, now together again, were watching over her.

Marian now has a Samoyed puppy, Crystal – born four hours after Diamond died. On the morning she went to collect her – yes, there was a feather on her doorstep!

Sunday, 12 October 2014

I'D PICK MORE DAISIES


Here's a rather special poem - I'd Pick More Daisies - I'd like to share with you. It was written by Nadine Stair, aged 87, shortly before she died:

If I had my life to live over, I'd try to make more mistakes next time.
I would relax. I would limber up.
I would be sillier than I have been this trip.
I would be crazier. I would be less hygienic.
I would take more chances.
I would take more trips.
I would climb more mountains, swim more rivers, watch more sunsets ...
I would eat more ice cream and less beans.
I would have more actual troubles and fewer imaginary ones.

You see, I am one of those people who lives sanely and sensibly
hour after hour, day after day.
Oh, I have had my moments and if I had to do it all over again,
I'd have more of them.
In fact I'd try to have nothing else.
Just moments, one after another,
instead of living so many years ahead each day.
I have been one of those people who never goes anywhere
without a thermometer, a hot water bottle, a gargle, a raincoat and a parachute.
If I had to do over again, I would go places and do things 
and travel lighter than I have.

If I had my life to live over
I would start bare-footed earlier in the spring
and stay that way later in the autumn.
I would play hooky more.
I wouldn't make such good grades except by accident.
I would ride on more merry-go-rounds.

I'd pick more daisies.

Friday, 3 October 2014

ANOTHER ANGEL MESSAGE

Here's another angel message, following on from the one in my last post about Gloria Hunniford and her daughter Caron Keating ...

The tale is told by a man (Colin) in Watford, Herts, who states in today's Daily Mail that he thought it ridiculous when he first read - many years ago - of Gloria's belief about angels leaving white feathers when they visited.

But then his father died. Thirteen hours after the death, Colin's Jack Russell came in from the garden and dropped a small white feather at his feet. His dog was three years old and had averaged ten trips daily in and out of the garden - roughly 10,000 of them - over her 3 years of life. But she had never brought anything into the house before and never did again!

Difficult to disagree that this was another angel message, don't you think?

Saturday, 27 September 2014

ANGEL MESSAGES

Have you ever received an angel message in the form of a white feather? I certainly have - and I read in today's newspaper that TV presenter Gloria Hunniford has too, except that she describes such feathers as angels' calling cards.

After her beloved daughter, Caron Keating, died tragically aged 41 Gloria started receiving these feathers whenever she was stressed or despairing over Caron's death.

Years before she died, Caron - an absolute believer in angels - told Gloria: "Remember Mum, if an isolated white feather appears out of nowhere it's a sign that your guardian angel is watching over you." At the time Gloria was quite sceptical, but has since come to the realisation that her daughter was right. She gives special mention to a day when she was on her way to Disneyland with Caron's two young sons, Charlie and Gabriel.

Standing on a rain-soaked platform at Folkestone railway station holding the boys' hands, she ached with pain at the thought of how Caron should have been there with them to share what was meant to be a birthday treat for 7-year old Gabriel.

Trying to put on a brave face for her grandsons' sake, she felt as if her heart was breaking. Then she looked down and saw on her shoe a single, snow-white feather. Despite the rain it was perfectly dry and had quite literally dropped from the sky. There was no rational explanation for its sudden arrival.

But I have my theory about it, just as Gloria did. Do you think that when we most need them we receive angel messages?
  

Friday, 12 September 2014

ETERNAL VISION

I felt compelled to share these beautiful words, Eternal Vision, by J. Sig Paulson with you. I think you'll appreciate their message as much as I do:

'They know me not who think that I am only flesh and blood -
a transient dweller on the fragile spaceship earth that gave me birth. 

For I am Spirit eternal, 
indestructible, not confined to space or time
and when my sojourn here is through -
my roles fulfilled, my assignments done -
I will lay aside this space suit called my body
and move on to other mansions, roles, assignments
in our Father's house of eternal life.

So dry your tears,
weep not overmuch for me - or for yourself.
Set me free in the Love that holds us all 
and makes us one eternally!
Our paths will cross again
Our minds and hearts will touch
Our souls will shout with joy and laughter
As we recall the lives we've lived, the worlds we've seen,
the ways we've trod to find ourselves - at last - in God.'
 


Thursday, 11 September 2014

DISCOVERING PAST LIVES

Are you as fascinated by the idea of discovering past lives as I am? (It’s how I came to write THE PORTRAIT!)

I’m just reading a brilliant book by Glenn Williston & Judith Johnstone about spiritual growth through a knowledge of former lifetimes.

Dr Williston has helped several thousand people with their problems in this life through regressing them via hypnosis to relevant incidents in past lifetimes. One patient, named Josh, came to him to try to find a reason for his alcoholism and inability to form any kind of meaningful relationship.

When regressed, he kept saying: “I hate them! I hate them! I hate every one of the bloodthirsty savages.”

He gradually revealed that he had been a Blackfoot Indian with a pregnant wife. They were picking their corn one day when three drunken white men with guns arrived on horseback.  These men trampled the corn – killing the wife with her unborn child – yelling and screaming all the while, and showing no mercy. Before leaving they laughed and tossed corn at the Indian they had so wronged.

Josh, as that Indian, resolved to sneak into town at night and kill the 3 murderers. But he didn’t live long enough – contracting a fever and dying a few days later. However, the negative energy remained with him and he still had a self-destructive need for revenge.

After the regression, all of which he remembered, he entered a center for the treatment of alcoholism, to turn his life around. (He had previously refused to attend even one Alcoholics Anonymous meeting!)

So discovering past lives can be highly therapeutic as well as a fascinating exercise. Do you agree?

Tuesday, 12 August 2014

THE PORTRAIT IS FREE TODAY ON AMAZON!

Yes, THE PORTRAIT is FREE today on Amazon!

Why might this interest you? Because you've presumably questioned what is after death - and because The Portrait by P.G. Glynn might give you pause for thought.

It certainly halts artist Joseph Glenny in his tracks when, walking along a Cornish beach, he meets a girl who looks at him with his dead wife's eyes!

Who is Jess and how can it be that he feels he knows her from long ago? He not only knows, but also loves this girl he has ostensibly only just met. Is he going mad, or has his beloved Lara come back to him, in a different skin?

He had painted Lara's portrait - a portrait that Jess sees when, by 'chance' she enters an art gallery in St Ives. After seeing it, she doesn't know what to believe, nor how to deal with her conflicting feelings.

This haunting love story is FREE for FIVE DAYS via this Amazon Kindle LINK.

If you choose to read it, please share your thoughts on love after death with others ...