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Angels sure do come in many shapes and sizes. I recently got a puppy. She is so full of unconditional love. Her antics bring a smile to my face and joy to my heart. When she runs her ears flap like angel’s wings. How can you resist those eyes?

My dad has Alzheimer’s and recently his step daughters took him to Vermont to live. He can be very difficult and impatient at the best of times and with this disease ravaging his brain he gets paranoid and afraid very easily.

Long story short, after a month and a half in Vermont they are trying to ship him off to live with me in Hawaii. I go to Lithuania for the month of September so I can’t take him until I get home. I talked to him today and he is afraid and angry. There is a sweet young girl working in the nursing home they placed him in. I asked her to circle the date on the calendar when I will meet him and print out an e mail I wrote explaining everything. That way he can read it when he gets scared or forgets what’s happening.

Today she is my angel. Angels come in so many shapes and sizes. They are always there, right at the edge of our reality, waiting to help us, all we have to do is be willing to ask. I remember one of my mentors telling me that asking others to help was a gift for both them and me. People often enjoy feeling cherished and useful.

I used to have a bumper sticker on my car that said commit “random acts of kindness and senseless beauty.” What would happen to the world if a whole bunch of us decided to make that our mission for a month or two? It might be a very different world!

Some of the things I love to do:

Put flowers on people’s windshield
Pay for other people’s parking meters
Buy coffee for the person behind me
Throw extra coins in the toll booth
Stop and let people in line
Smile a lot
Say kind things to strangers
Pick up liter
Plant flowers
Cut someone else’s lawn
Listen, really listen to someone else

Who can you be an angel for today? How can you make this world a better place right here and right now?

With love and aloha,
Susan

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Angel in the waves

Angels in the sky

With love and aloha,
Susan

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What I love most about working with celestial beings is the surprising way things show up in my life. I’ll try to make a long story short. Through a series of coincidences the idea of YouTube kept coming up, over and over again. I’ve learned over the years to pay attention to that sort of thing. Then Thursday I was talking to my web magician Zack and he e mailed me a link for the Flip video recorder.

I took the afternoon off and went to the warm ponds with Mahealani, my best buddy, teacher and friend. She teaches ancient Hawaiian spirituality and communicates a lot with her ancestors. They had been talking to her about something and she just didn’t quite get what they were talking about. After a few minutes we both realized it was You Tube, putting her teachings out there with YouTube.

So yesterday was a big day for me. I signed up for Twitter. I can really see how that can be like potato chips. If you’d like to follow me on twitter just go here:

http://twitter.com/susangregg

I also got a Flip camera and a new puppy. She has yet to be named but she is very cute. Here is my first YouTube, of course it is of her:

In a few weeks I will be doing a class on listening to your angels. I know when I listen, magic happens.

Have a great weekend!

With love and aloha,
Susan

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Angels waiting to enter my garden

An angel watching over my chicken’s grave. She was killed today by the neighbor’s dog. As I carried her home a rainbow appeared in the sky even though there was no rain. Guess she wanted to let me know she had crossed over the rainbow bridge.

With love and aloha,
Susan

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I live on the Big Island of Hawaii, the home of Pele. Right now the volcano is very active and creating a beautiful show as it flows down the pali and into the ocean. I feel so honored to have the opportunity to live in her backyard and be a caretaker for a small piece of her aina (land).

Pele is definitely the goddess of fire. Light a big candle or build a bonfire. Write a letter to this fiery goddess. Tell her what you want to let go of, what you would like to transform and what you are willing to do. Choose your words carefully. Not only is she a jealous goddess but she knows how powerful your words are. When the letter feels right burn it and throw the ashes into the wind. Listen carefully for her guidance and allow her to help you transform your life.

Pele will help you:

Increase the passion in your life
See your life with greater clarity and understanding
Transform your thinking
Deal with an unfaithful lover
Get to the heart of the matter

An Excerpt from:

The Encyclopedia of Angels, Spirit Guides and Ascended Masters

All material copyrighted 2008

With love and aloha,
Susan

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A friend sent me this and I thought it was very interesting. I have no idea who the original author was but I am passing it along with thanks to the writer whoever they are!

The 4th of July

Have you ever wondered what happened to the 56 men who signed the
Declaration of Independence?

Five signers were captured by the British as traitors, and tortured
before they died.

Twelve had their homes ransacked and burned.

Two lost their sons serving in the Revolutionary Army; another had two
sons captured.

Nine of the 56 fought and died from wounds or hardships of the
Revolutionary War.

They signed and they pledged their lives, their fortunes, and their
sacred lives.

What kind of men were they?

Twenty-four were lawyers and jurists. Eleven were merchants, nine
were farmers and large plantation owners; men of means, well educated,
but they signed the Declaration of Independence knowing full well that
the penalty would be death if they were captured.

Carter Braxton of Virginia, a wealthy planter and trader, saw his
Ships swept from the seas by the British Navy. He sold his home and
properties to pay his debts, and died in rags.

Thomas McKeam was so hounded by the British that he was forced to move
his family almost constantly. He served in the Congress without pay,
and his family was kept in hiding. His possessions were taken from
him, and poverty was his reward.

Vandals or soldiers looted the properties of Dillery, Hall, Clymer,
Walton,Gwinnett, Heyward, Ruttledge, and Middleton.

At the battle of Yorktown, Thomas Nelson, Jr., noted that the British
General Cornwallis had taken over the Nelson home for his
headquarters.

He quietly urged General George Washington to open fire. The home was
destroyed, and Nelson died bankrupt.

Francis Lewis had his home and properties destroyed. The enemy jailed
his wife, and she died within a few months.

John Hart was driven from his wife’s bedside as she was dying. Their
13 children fled for their lives. His fields and his gristmill were
laid to waste. For more than a year he lived in forests and caves,
returning home to find his wife dead and his children vanished. Some
of us take these liberties so much for granted, but we shouldn’t.

So, take a few minutes while enjoying your 4th of July holiday and
silently thank these patriots. It’s not much to ask for the price
they paid.

Remember: freedom is never free!

Patriotism is NOT a sin, and the Fourth of July has more to it than
beer, picnics, and baseball games.

With love and aloha,
Susan

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Yesterday I got 24 three day old baby chicks. They are little balls of fluffy down that peep a lot. They are so cute. As I sat watching them I thought of all those sparks of spirit animating their little bodies. Angels having the incredible opportunity to have a physical experience inside a chickens body.

As I sat quietly watching the chicks I could understand St. Joseph and his flights of ecstasy. When I was writing about him for The Encyclopedia of Angels, Spirit Guides and Ascended Masters I really enjoyed getting to know St. Joseph. Almost any type of spiritual experience would trigger St. Joseph’s religious ecstasy and his ability to levitate. He would fly high over the heads of other people and float for long periods of time over the altar.

While I was writing about him I had an amusing thought. I imagined of the brothers praying and meditating in the chapel at 4 o’clock in the morning. They were cold and tired when Joseph goes floating by. One brother would look up and say, “There goes Joseph. Hope the candles aren’t too high.” The Saints were amazing people. I learned so much from them about what is possible in my own life.

As I watched the baby chicks flutter and flit about I thought of Joseph. I was amazed by the miracle of life. A few days before these little fluffy chicks were inside an egg, they had to fight their way out, they were put in a box and flown all the way to Hawaii. And now 24 of them are starting their lives as my companions. They will have a pretty good life here on Green Acres.

Within a day they have already grown small feathers on their wing tips and on their tails. The universe is so amazing and so absolutely perfect. Of course Boots the cat thinks I got them just for her. I keep reminding her they are the same birds that chase her when she is out in the yard. I am not too sure if that is helping.

My dog Ginger thinks it is her job to take care of the chickens and she takes her job very seriously. If the hens out in the yard make unusual noise she immediately bolts for the door. Now she is on chick duty and I think she loves it!

The baby chicks and the saints reminded me that miracles are possible. When we live life from a place of a profound and active connection to the divine anything is possible. Saints are merely people who lived their lives from that place of connection. They were no different from you or I. They just focused the majority of their attention on their love of God however they defined that being.

May your day be full of magic and miracles,
Susan

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Aloha everyone,

In my writings I talk a great deal about the paradigm of dominion. It is a way of looking at the world that is very freeing and expansive. Symbolically it is represented as a sphere. Society is generally based on the paradigm of domination which is symbolically represented as a line. Osho speaks about peace from that place of dominion.

A man of peace is not a pacifist; a man of peace is simply a pool of silence.

He pulsates a new kind of energy into the world, he sings a new song.

He lives in a totally new way his very way of live is that of grace, that of prayer, that of compassion. Whomsoever he touches, he creates more love-energy.

The man of peace is creative. He is not against war, because to be against anything is to be at war. He is not against war, he simply understands why war exists.

And out of that understanding he becomes peaceful.

Only when there are many people who are pools of peace, silence, understanding, will the war disappear.

OSHO, from: ‘Zen: The Path of Paradox

How can you create more of peace of mind, happiness, joy and ease in your life?

With love and aloha,
Susan

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Aloha everyone,

A friend of mine sent me this story when one of my dogs died. I found the idea of meeting my four legged friends when I die very comforting. I hope you enjoy the story too.

Just this side of heaven is a place called the Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to the Rainbow Bridge.

There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; his eager body begins to quiver. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again.

The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together…..

With love and aloha,
Susan

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