The Angel of October… rejoices as we reap the harvest of what we
have sown in life. October is a good time to step back from our projects
and our dreams and to take a hard look at what we have actually accomplished.
The October Angel helps us to be honest and objective about what is good
and what is not. With this help, we can face clearly the consequences
of our choices over these past seasons. We will taste our harvest
and reject what is bitter or unripe; we will make note of what worked and
what did not, and we will change for the better. October’s Angel
teaches us that the greatest fruit of our personal harvest is understanding
Angels can fly because
they take themselves lightly!
Consider.... In the bottom
of an old pond lived some grubs, who could not understand why none of their
group ever came back after crawling up the stems of the lilies, to the
top of the water. They promised each other that the next one who was called
to make the upward climb would return and tell the others what happened
Soon one of them felt an urgent
impulse to seek the surface, he rested himself on top of a lily pad and
went through a glorious transformation which made a dragonfly, with beautiful
wings. In vain he tried to keep his promise, flying back and forth over
the pond, he peered down at his friends below. Then he realized that even
if they could see him, they would not recognize such a radiant creature
as one of their number.
The fact that we cannot see our
friends or communicate with them after the transformation we call death
is no proof that they cease to exist.
A man distraught
by all the pain and suffering he saw all around him broke down and banged
his fists into the dirt. His head turned upward and he yelled at his God.
at this mess. Look at all this pain and suffering. Look at all this killing
and hate. God. Oh God! WHY DON'T YOU DO SOMETHING!!"
And his God
spoke to him and said "I did. I sent you."
We are all
given gifts in this life. Some people have musical ability, some
are good listeners. Some have beautiful
voices while others have wonderful memories. All are different but all
are equally important to us. These are gifts, given to you, the recipient,
by God and when you use your gifts you
are giving the gift of joy to God.
I was told
many years ago that my purpose in life was to discover my purpose. Well,
I thought that really narrows it down, thanks for that bit of enlightening
information. To think that I had paid good money to a reputable Medium
in hopes of picking up a pointer or two only to depart from the reading
with no clear sign as to which way to go. A flashing red arrow that said
take this road, open this door, try this, do that but… no, I left there
with the only guidance system I knew of… my heart.
Now the heart
is a wonderful gift and has brought me much joy over the years but along
with the joy has come sorrow and disappointment as well,
so to continue to trust my heart
was not all that reassuring for me. My back was so damaged that I was in
pain all the time and couldn’t do much of anything. I guess the good Lord
saw that I was trying to clean up my act so he sent a little help my way
in the form of a free ticket to a psychic demonstration. I went.. of course…
it was free! To my amazement, I was singled out of the large audience and
the Medium, "Phyllis Tantrum of New Zealand" asked me to meet with her.
ticket changed my life. It filled the emptiness in my heart and satisfied
my desire to do service to people. Thanks to my involvement with the Cowichan
Spiritualist Church of Healing and Light and its Healers, my back is much
better. Better in fact than it has been in 25 years. The gifts that I possess
are not numerous. I don’t sing well, I hate anything to do with arithmetic
and can’t spell either for that matter. I felt this was a curse but looking
back it probably prevented me from getting involved in some high paying
time consuming job that would have prevented me from developing my psychic
abilities. The talents I did have for sewing and art enabled me to keep
zippers in pants and curtains on the windows and have my meager surroundings
quite pretty. The rest of my talents were nothing more than brute labour,
but they kept food on the table and although I have grown pretty sick of
deer meat over the years, but I will still crawl over broken glass for
a fresh sockeye salmon or a feed of crab.
the point I am trying to get across is that whatever talents we have, we
should use them to their fullest. And be grateful for being able to sew,
crochet, knit, draw, paint, construct, sing, be a responsible parent, bake,
play a musical instrument, provide a loving home or lend a sympathetic
ear. For these common talents are not possessed by everyone and I think
God made us that way on purpose so that we could all be unique, all different,
all special people with gifts and knowledge to share with each other.
God also gave
each and every one of us a light, a part of Himself that shines eternally
within us. As I see it, this part of God is our compasses, our guiding
lights that draw us together in places such as this, that cause us too,
to be drawn to other people. There is a saying that states that "Coincidences
are God’s way of remaining anonymous." I don’t believe that coincidences
exist, I believe that each person we meet and each situation we face are
put before us for a purpose, put their with love from God to enable us
to grow, to learn, to grow stronger and wiser with each experience we face
and each person we meet. CW
God gives every bird his worm...
He does not throw it into the
I wonder what
you would do, if upon your lawn of green
Lay a ragged, dirty stranger, the
likes you've never seen .
Would you welcome
him and feed him or be horrified instead?
(What ever would the neighbours
think!) is going through your head .
Would you view
the muck and mire that is caked upon his feet
And ask him please to shower, before
he takes a seat .
Would you slip
him twenty dollars and say " Please, please go away!"
"The neighbours wouldn't understand,
if I ask you to stay" .
Would you say
in and welcome to this our home and please
Sit down and rest your weary
feet, while I put on some tea" .
If Jesus came
to your house, I wonder what you'd do
Do you think you'd recognize Him?
I sure wonder what I'd do!
He's my brother,
He's my mentor but I've been programmed in my head To avoid all strange
and dirty folks, lest I should end up dead .
It's fear I
think, installed from birth that has tightened up my heart
And I beg you God, to help me now,
so I can do my part .
For in each
and every being, lives a part of Jesus too
And I want to recognize this in,
all people just like you .
If Jesus comes
to my house, let me please welcome HIM and be
Every bit as loving as HE would
be to me. CW
Native American Prayer
Oh, Great Spirit
Whose voice I hear in the winds,
And whose breath gives life to all
Hear me, I
am small and weak,
I need your strength and wisdom.
Let me walk
in beauty and make my eyes
ever behold the red and purple sunset.
Make my hands
respect the things you have made
and my ears sharp to hear your voice.
Make me wise
so that I may understand
the things you have taught my people.
Let me learn
the lessons you have hidden
in every leaf and rock.
I seek strength,
not to be greater than my brother,
Sandy's Falcon, Angels Among Us, Lying King, Cowichan
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