Tuesdays With The Angels-Bringing Peace To The Children of the World

Peace is possible if we think only of our children and grandchildren’s safety and happiness. The world is suffering and the most vulnerable, the children, are suffering the most aren’t they?

I believe in positive thinking and prayer as the late minister Norman Vincent Peale’s works influenced my life, helping me through the grief of losing my daughter years ago.  I believe in imagining a world where God’s grace shows us the way to peace. We must realize the precious short life we are given and how loving each other is the only way to live a peaceful life.

I met an angel long ago. He appeared human but the circumstances were extraordinary. When I lost my daughter and was in the saddest place I’d ever been, he  comforted me with his words and then he was gone in a flicker of a candle moment. Did God send him? I know He did.

As I pray for peace, I pray for all of us to see the light, the light of love. Change needs to come in our sensitivity to others pain. Human kindness is the way to the light that love shines.

Below is the cover of the first novel I wrote in the Mystic Bay Series. The book is dedicated to my dear daughter, Kate. Because I met an angel long ago, my life has been forever inspired. My life is full of prayer for my family, friends and also just as fervently for the world. 

“In the night of death, hope sees a star and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing.” Robert Green Ingersoll

Tuesdays With The Angels-Angels & Cardinals

There’s a saying that every time you see a Cardinal, an angel is near. In the hot summer sun of Arizona, a Cardinal and his mate have stayed since spring coming to my feeder everyday. I realize for all the decades I have lived in the Phoenix area, I only saw a Cardinal once before in my backyard.

So now they are ever present, their beauty reminding me of angels. I just won a national first place award from the NFPW, the distinguished organization, National Federation Of Press Women. The award was for my novella, 20 Moon Rd. An Angels Tale.

In all my books about Mystic Bay, I write about goodness, forgiveness and kindness. This book, dedicated to my father and my sister was a labor of love. I met a man once on a plane and I named my main character, Angel Ken, after him. Ken told me he was troubled about racial injustice in our society and I told him I would make him an angel in my books centered in Mystic Bay, the fictitious town I created.

But Ken never emailed me after I gave him my card.  Maybe he was an angel. I believe there are angels everywhere like I write in all my books.  Once upon a time as a child, I knew there were angels and it comforted me. I do know I met one once in human form at the saddest point of my life. The man I call Angel said comforting words to me. Now, the angels have sent cardinals for me to feed and gaze at in wonderment. I have an award to let me know, I’m doing what I was meant to do, write stories about angels. I’m trying to spread words of love. Because in my books as in real life, love always wins.

Tuesday With The Angels- The Bully Never Wins-Bullying Hurts

There’s beauty in being sensitive to the differences of others. As a child I remember a little girl who bullied some of us on the block and others made fun of kids at school. I remember how I wanted the little girl to be my friend and yet she would pick on us. I remember my friend, Nancy’s mother talking to us about it. Long ago her mother helped me realize it was wrong to make fun and be mean to others.

Bullying is still hurting our children. Many of us have been bullied at one time or another and we remember it. It hurts our development of self esteem. During those times I felt bullied as a child, my self esteem was low. I  never would have believed then I would write about bullying, or be a retired educator, or write books about angels. What kind of role models should we be? We should discuss bullying with our children often. It’s one path to end bullying.

Even before I met the man I know was an angel sent to comfort me when I lost my daughter, I knew God and angels existed. I ask the angels everyday to show me the way to love and kindness. Encouraging our children  to walk away and find other friends who are nice to them helps our children grow into confident adults. There’s beauty in being sensitive to the needs of others. Being kind is powerful. The bully never wins.

Tuesdays With The Angels- Angel Messages

A message from the angels ran through my thoughts the other day. I wasn’t thinking about angels at the time.

Love Is Tangible was the message. And as I thought about it during the day, it made such sense. Yes, you can see love in another’s eyes, in the devotion you feel for your loved ones on earth and loved ones gone on to heaven.  You can almost touch that love when you touch your heart.

My late daughter Kate, was afraid of bees when she was four. Years later after she passed away, I met a man who I am sure now was an angel. His presence and words comforted me. A few years later, I began writing novels about angels who come to earth in human form to help.

In ‘Town of Angels,’ the third novel in the Mystic Bay Series, Angel Ken sends butterflies to people in the town to calm their fears.  I was encouraged to  write a children’s book about the angel sending butterflies. Thankful for the wonderful illustrations by my friend, Susan Claire Anderson, I wrote ‘When The Angel Sent Butterflies’. In the story, Angel Ken sends butterflies to calm little Kate’s fear of bees. On the back cover I wrote, “Children need to know love from their parents and others surrounds them. Love conquers fear and beieving that angels are near can help sweep any childhood fear away.”   My love for my daughter, Kate, grows on as the years do now. Love never dies and as the angels’ message relayed to me, Love Is Tangible.

Tuesdays With The Angels-Are Angels Perfect?

People ask if angels are perfect. Yes, they are as perfect as God created them to help us.To me angels are God’s messengers, helping us through our days. Through joys and sorrows, angels are near. I know in my own life, I find this to be true.

I know friends and many others who come to my book signings  who have had experiences with angels. Some have seen them, seeing wings and beautiful glowing beings of all shapes, sizes, genders and ages. Some people say they have been saved from accidents, or have heard angel’s messages, finding objects, or seeing miracles happen in all kinds of scenarios.

 My own experiences with angels on earth include meeting an angel appearing as a human once years ago.  My encounter with the man I call, Angel, changed my life from sorrow to moving forward after the  loss of  my daughter.  I am writing a book about meeting him and those I’ve encountered who also may have been angels on earth. To me angels are as perfect as they can be. They are celestial beings, full of love, sent by God. I found great comfort knowing angels are near.

Tuesdays With The Angels-A Prayer Calling Angels

I met an angel once who appeared as a human, comforting me when I lost my daughter years ago.  So as we see all the atrocities of war in Ukraine, my blog today is a prayer to the angels.Please angels surround the Ukrainians with love and protect them from the evil bully who has inflicted his army of cowards on their country. I pray for peace. The good people of our world have bonded together to help these courageous Ukrainians.All angels please help us  defeat the terror with loving strength. God Bless the good people of the world. For love always wins and good will always prevail. I visualize today and everyday  sending a fleet of angels to guard and help to save Ukraine.  Amen

 

 

Tuesdays With The Angels-Heaven & Angels

I’m writing about Madam Norma my beloved character in my Mystic Bay Series. My new book 20 Moon Road An Angels Tale will be published sometime soon. I patterned many a character after my dear friends. Madam Norma was inspired by my late friend Norma. For forty years we were friends. She was like a surrogate mother, best friend and confident all in one. I was like a daughter to her she once told me. We shared our lives and she died at ninety three a few years ago. She survived losing her two sons, her dear husband of over sixty years yet she had a joy of living. She would wake up everyday and open her curtains saying, “Good morning world!”

Oh how I miss her so. I’ve recently lost two dear  friends and it’s heart breaking and yet…I remember this. A friend sent me a beautiful card years ago when I had lost my daughter, Kate. On the card three dogs were looking out the window. The card read…

Not Gone, Just Gone On Ahead

A beautiful thought for I believe it’s true. All our loved ones who have gone to heaven will be waiting for us. They would want us to live our lives to the fullest, right now, right this very minute. And so I celebrate life everyday feeling blessed. I believe our loved ones are waiting with the angels.

Tuesdays With The Angels-Children Are Listening

There is a song from a musical called Children Will Listen. A wise counsellor told me long ago as I wandered through grief in sorrow, “Your children are watching how you handle this.” I remember her words as if it was yesterday though it was over twenty years ago.

Today as I write this blog the world including our planet, the animals, our children and we who are the adults are experiences pain, suffering and fear. I pray for the children and the animals, and the healing of the earth. My children have watched me and now as adults they are following my path, thinking of others, the children, the animals and the earth’s needs not only themselves. My counsellor was so right. My children were listening and watching so I have hope in a younger generation and prayers without ceasing that all will work with God’s help toward good. 

Tuesdays With The Angel’s-Chicken Soup For The Soul

It’s another one of those synchronicities in my journey with the angels. I’ve always loved the books Chicken Soup for the Soul. Over the years their stories from a list of  wonderful writers on inspiring topics have helped so many who read them by soothing hearts and minds.

A writer I know suggested I write a story and submit it to Chicken Soup for the Soul for their forthcoming publication on dreams called Listen to Your Dreams. I have told the story to friends and family of a dream I had after my daughter passed away over twenty years ago.  In the dream a voice, I would like to believe was an angel’s voice, told me to read a classic children’s book for there would be a message in it for me. The next day I bought the book and sat down all afternoon to read. Miraculously, I  found the message of a lifetime. This classic children’s book changed the course of my life.  I decided to write the story down and submitted it. Lo and behold the wonderful people at Chicken Soup for the Soul chose to publish my story. I am pleased to announce my story called, “Voice of an Angel’ in Chicken Soup for the Soul Listen to Your Dreams available August, 2020.  Writing brings me joy and to be published in this revered publication is an honor.  Sending love, health, gratitude and many angels to all my readers, friends, family and to the people at Chicken Soup For the Soul.  

Tuesdays With The Angels-The Angels Sent Courage

My daughter, Elizabeth read the draft of my memoir, ‘Children With Special Needs The Angels On My Shoulder’. She called and told me she never knew the story of how I became a teacher or how the students impacted my life helping me cope with the loss of her sister, Kate.

We all grieved and grieve still after twenty-five years but then Elizabeth said something that touched my heart. “You must be the strongest person I know, Mom!”  I told her I don’t think it’s just strength but more the blessing of love and courage from God. 

My memoir is a love story about my students with special needs. I was blessed to find a career teaching. My own children and the children I taught helped me find the courage to go on. As courage came little by little. I realized faith and courage are like gloves on my hands and the soothing pillows for me to lay my head down at night.