Stressed is Desserts Spelled Backwards

I just saw this phrase and smiled. I have been stressing about what to write for this, my next blog post, for a few days now. Feeling guilty for not having posted anything for over a week now. But here this is telling me to just relax and let the sweet words flow.


The angels have been telling me lately to be softer. I mentioned that in my last post, and they've told me that a couple of times since then. I just got a new box of purple pens (I like purple pens) and this new kind is a lighter purple, and to me, is a 'softer' color. The angels agreed and said 'soft' was a good 'look' for me now. To me, being soft is the opposite of being stressed, so I gave up being stressed about what to write and just started with that phrase and here I am writing.

As for desserts, I like desserts, well, OK, I love desserts. And I haven't had a real good one in a while. Maybe it's time to make something to treat myself. Or even buy something small and decadent. I do have some Dove dark chocolates, the ones wrapped in red foil with messages inside, and have been having 1 or 2 a day, but those aren't really a 'dessert'. They're more of a small treat to tide you over until you have the real thing. It is time for the real thing. I deserve it. I am going to the grocery store tonight, and I will add a nice dessert to my shopping list. Or at least some yogurt to add to that box of No Pudge Fudge Brownies I have in the cupboard.

Have a dessert. I give you permission. You deserve it.

We are never alone

Today while meditating, I asked for a message that I needed to hear today. This is what I 'heard'. I pass it along to you, as it is something that everyone needs to hear.

"It is not necessary to do everything by yourself. You don't have to be rigid or stiff, or have a hard shell and hold up your world all by yourself. Be soft and relax. You are never alone. Ask us for help. You can lean on us."

And one thing I receive often is 'You are very loved.'

So, relax and know that you are not alone and that you are very loved.

Blessings,
Sandy

An Altar

During my angel classes (I'll devote an entire post to that), we were to set up an altar. I did, but I put it in a room that I really don't go into much. I thought if I put it in there, then I would use that room. I had my mother's rocking chair next to the bureau I had the altar on. I like to sit in it, but that wasn't enough to draw me into the room. The room is cluttered, I tend to put things in there that I don't know what to do with, so it's not a great space for an altar. Today I decided to make one in the room I spend most of my time - my living room. I have a favorite chair in the corner, my books on angels, Reiki and whatever library books I've borrowed next to it. It's where I sit and give Reiki to myself and where I write in my journal. But my inner critic had always told me the living room isn't the place for it. Well, squash that thought, I just created one there anyway. It's right by my chair, on top of the little electric wood stove I bought to add heat and the look of a fire in the winter. I went out into my very overgrown and weedy yard and found 3 little Black-Eyed Susans and a few Queen Anne's Lace growing among the tall weeds and put them in a vase. I took a cute green glass sleeping cat votive holder I've had for ages and put a tea light in it and added a dish of coral and shells from a cruise trip and a few seagull feathers I'd found on a beach once. Then I lit the candle and put on a CD of soft nature music. Ahhhhh. Welcome Angels to my altar.

Making Way for the New

I have been decluttering the last several days. I haven't been accomplishing as much as I'd like, of course. I get distracted by other things, and even with using my air conditioners off and on, the heat and humidity we're having in New England isn't helping me feel energetic. But I am making progress, little be little. Getting rid of piles of papers and things that I don't and won't use are making me feel lighter, less stressed and clearer in my head. They say when you clear out space you make room for new things to come into your life. That the Universe doesn't like a vacuum. I am ready for some new opportunities and new things to come into my life. I have recently met some very cool new friends. I'll tell you about them in another post. They are very creative women and I feel like their creativity has been rubbing off on me since we met last Saturday. So, even before I started my decluttering, they came into my life. I think it was a preview of things to come from the Universe. So, back to my clearing out the old so that the new has a place to enter. I am excited about what may be next.

Cats, the purrs of Wings and Purrs

Today I am going to talk a little bit about cats - the purrs of Wings and Purrs.


Cats are soulful animals. I have had 7 so far, and only 1 came to me as a kitten. The others were 10 years old or older when they came to live with me. I say they came to me, because I hadn't been actively looking for a cat at the time, especially when Sophie, my first cat, was found as a 4 month old kitten with her brother living in the woods (her brother went to live with my brother-in-law and wife next door). So I believe they came into my life when they did for a reason.

In fact, my last cat, Bogey, told me in a meditation I did after he passed over that he came to me when we both needed each other. When Bogey arrived, he was 13 and a bit of a bully to my other cat George, who was 15. He didn't seem to want any other cat around, whereas George had been with other cats his whole life and was very patient with Bogey. After George died at the ripe old age of 19, Bogey and I got closer. He slept on my pillow more and sat next to me on the couch or my favorite chair more often. He was 17 when George died, so he was starting to get old. He developed a thyroid condition, his hearing started to go, his back legs got stiff and he didn't eat as much. I put footstools at my bed and couch so he could get up to be with me. I learned Reiki and he seemed to enjoy me putting my hands on him. He'd turn around so his behind faced me and I gave Reiki to his hips and back legs. He liked being held more and he slowed down. He got thinner and thinner, even with using an appetite stimulant. He saw the vet regularly. At age 19 ½, on the day after Thanksgiving, he got worse quickly. The vet was closed, so I prepared myself to call the vet in the morning to have him put to sleep. But Bogey had other plans. I sat with him and held him for hours, giving him Reiki, and then about 11:30 that night, he stopped breathing while in my arms. I was very sad, but also very grateful to have been able to be with him during his transition and to help him go peacefully. I feel him near me at times, even now. During a distant Reiki attunement in February, which for some reason I did while lying down on my bed, I felt him come and lay down next to my head, as he used to do at night.


Thank-you, my beloved Bogey, for the 6 1/2 years we had together.

Day 1 of my blog - Angels

Welcome! I have been a bit anxious about what to write here. I've read blogs that are so interesting and informative that I've been a little intimidated and have hesitated about what to write. But today I decided to just go for it and here I am.

I believe in angels and that they send us many messages every day to guide us. We may (and probably do) miss most of them. But if we can be still and quiet and listen, we may hear them. We may see an animal, see numbers, hear a song, have a gut feeling, or some other form of them communicating to us. They are with us always. In order to have them help us directly, as in answer a question or prayer, we must ask for their help. They adhere by the principle of free will. But they want to help us and that is why they exist.

So ask, and see what you see, hear or feel.

My website is http://www.wingsandpurrs.com/. It's in its infancy, and I will be working on it and this blog as I gain confidence and guidance from the angels.

Blessings,
Sandy