Lord of the springtime, Father of flower, field and fruit, smile on us in these earnest days when the work is heavy and the toil wearisome; lift up our hearts, O God, to the things worthwhile--sunshine and night, the dripping rain, the song of the birds, books and music, and the voices of our friends. Lift up our hearts to these this night and grant us Thy peace. Amen.
Good morning everyone. What beautiful weather we are having. I do believe we have seen the last of the snow, but don't quote me on it. One never really knows what Mother Nature has in store for us. Spring fever has touched me. Started getting out spring blouses, ordered new curtains, planning for some new plants for my window garden. Trying my best to cheer myself. But.it's not easy. I keep hoping that I will awaken from this nightmare. And the guilt with it's 'maybe if's' has set in. Realistically I know I did what was right for her, but my heart tells me differently. I'm sure each of us who has had to make this decision about a beloved pet has gone through this.
This past weekend I dug out my crystals and cleansed them with White Sage. I'm going to start working with them again. Have lots to learn for sure, but I joined a great Facebook group that is so helpful and willing to help a newcomer. I do know that amethyst under your pillow will help you to recall your dreams, and lately that's something I have not been able to do. And I have been hoping that Miss Minga will come to me in my dreams, but if I don't remember, what good is it?
So, I began sleeping with my amethyst under my pillow, and lo and behold, I had a dream unlike any other dream I have had. Miss Minga was not a part of it, or perhaps she was, I don't know. You see, I dreamed about orbs; namely, a blue orb and a white orb. Oddly, I seemed to know the orbs. The first part of the dream was about the blue orb, and I got the feeling that wasn't ending well. The orb and I were standing in a small pen, and the people around us were building a wooden wall around us so there was no way out. But, I recall that I wasn't afraid at all.
The white orb appeared in the second part of the dream. Although I know the outcome of the dream was a happy one, I didn't write it down quick enough to recall the specifics. Still trying to find the significance of the orbs. Some say Angels, others say a spirit is trying to reach out to you. Last night no dreams to remember. My best time to dream is after 4 am, and it was just about that time that hubby began his tossing and turning. No more sleep for me.
I have seen one Angel for sure, the Angel who saved me when I was having an extremely bad episode with my sleep apnea. I know I told this a long time ago, but briefly for those who don't know, I used to suffer from this disorder. One night I awoke and it was so bad I thought I was dying. It was then that I saw a beautiful iridescent figure dressed in white standing in my bedroom door. And, as my breath began to come back, she faded away and I never had another attack.
Another episode that I recall was when I was in my early teens. I was very sick, running a high temperature. During the night a woman appeared at my bedside and said she was there to help me. She asked if I needed anything, and I asked for some water. She left and came back in a few minutes with a glass of water. I took a few sips and set the glass on the window sill. She told me she had to go, but she would watch over me and be there if I needed her. Never saw her again after that night, and no one believed me. They all said I had to have been delirious. But, there sat the glass of water on my window sill.
Thanks for listening today.