The angels want us to stop striving for that which we cannot have in this moment. Just let it go. Breathe it out. Allow space for our highest good. It may be what we seek, and it may be something else. Send gratitude for all that’s been given, and all that is to come.
The Angels want you to know that every time you sincerely express your gratitude with words or actions, it lights the way for someone who has lost the ability to feel hopeful in this moment. On this day of Thanksgiving, intentionally & passionately share your heartfelt gratitude, push it out to a world that so desperately needs it, that all may know hope, all may know peace, all may know the grace of Thanksgiving.
Do you see the signs around you?
Do you catch the subtleties
of human form and language,
the gestures that, though invisible,
may signify the change that is to come?
Do you feel it in your bones,
like an ache that cannot be quenched
with all the fire in the universe,
yet softens with only love’s touch?
Do you run in quiet fields
with tall grass, listening to the whisper
as each blade glides against another
as your feet swish in the underbrush
stepping to the time of nature’s rhythm?
Do you laugh as if a child,
with the freedom and grace that is confidence
in endless tomorrows
and eternal play?
Do you gather all the signs,
hold them close to your body
in the place where love enters you,
shout forgiveness and gratitude
and fiery tears into the blackened sky,
counting every blessing, every gift,
every challenge that brought you to your knees,
raise hands to tomorrow,
whatever that may be,
whatever you may become?
Life often seems too short, yet your essence is eternal. So do great things, or small things, forgive easily and find opportunities for heartfelt gratitude, and don’t forget that your spirit lives on in each action, each person you touch.
Love what you have
for the good things will come
when you least expect,
though not when you are busy
loathing that which you
Love what you have,
both the joys and challenges
brought with life,
your worth is not made up
of things or people or situations,
but rather the love you bring to each,
the grace with which you encounter
both the joys and unpleasantries
The vessel will find itself with many cracks
and struggle to stay full in life,
each setback creating a new spiderweb of compromise
to the foundation that is the very core which bears a stable life,
Yet the one who wisely fills in the cracks with gold
may still hold water, nourishing self and others
with the cool drink of loving-kindness
The one who loves the cracks
as part of the whole,
sees the beauty and power