Friday, February 27, 2009

The Light







Good Morning,



I am writing today to share an experience I had this morning with you. Art and I got up about 7 to take out the dogs. I had spent yesterday working with the new wool fleeces I got from a friend. I couldn't wait to get back to washing the fleeces this morning and was happy to be up early. As I was getting ready, Art said the clouds over the mountain looked cool and I should get the camera which was upstairs. I had to go up anyway to get some of the things I would need to wash my wool. Of course having a one track menopausal brain, I came down with what I needed and forgot the camera. I said I would get it in a couple of minutes but I got busy and forgot. Art went to get it and just as he brought it downstairs I looked out the window and saw these beautiful rays of sun coming through the clouds. I ran out to the deck and took some pictures. I guess it was a good thing this time that I forgot to get the camera. I might have missed this beautiful sight.
When I was a little girl I would see sunrays and think it was God talking to me. Well, maybe I was right after all God is the Light of the World. I would sit very quiet and listen. I didn't really hear but I did feel very peaceful and loved. Even back then I found that quieting my mind and letting God in was healing. I wouldn't have used those words back then of course but looking back that is exactly what I was doing.
I couldn't wait to get the pictures on the computer. They came out great. As I looked at the looming dark clouds overhead and the beautiful rays of light that pierced those clouds, a thought kept coming to me. "Through the Darkness There Comes the Light". I know I have heard this before but I don't know where so I can't quote anyone. I thought about the many times in my life that I felt a darkness surround me and it was my faith that got me through each and every time. Today this had great meaning for me. The darkness in my life right now is the stress and the unkown with my husband's surgery. The day is getting closer and closer and to say I am not scared would be a lie. So to me this morning was a sign that all will be well and we should turn to the Light/God and trust Him.

Thank you lord for helping to guide me back to the Light.

Love and Blessings Anne

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Thoughts about Beliefs

I have been doing a lot of thinking lately as I am going through this heart issue with my husband. What is it that I really believe. Maybe because I am facing this situation I am thinking too much. I say that I am a Christian and I do believe that I am but there are times I wonder if there really is something after we die.
I have communicated with spirits of those who have passed but sometimes I wonder if I was just picking up on memories telepathically of the person being read. Maybe when you are facing a life and death situation it is normal to question.
I say that I believe in reincarnation but do I really? I do know there are people I meet for the first time and feel as though I have known them for years. What I read about reincarnation makes sense to me on some level. What I have learned about soul groups and contracts before coming to this earth makes sense to me. But do I really deep down feel that all these things are true?
I was raised a Catholic and practiced for 45 years. Do I believe in Jesus because I was raised to? If I had been born a Buddhist would I still at this point in my life believe in Jesus?
I know there are angels. I have felt them and they have left signs for me. When I ask for signs, I get them.
I know there is energy when I practice Reiki but would I feel the same energy using some other healing modality?
Does anyone else ever go through times when you question what you believe? I hope I am not the only one who goes through this. I hope it is normal to have these thoughts and feelings.I hope I didn't take up too much of your time with this. Sometimes it is better to think out loud and in a place where you feel comfortable. Thanks for listening. Love and Blessings Rev Anne