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08/25/2019 14:30:55

Good afternoon//Evening  for you dear friend!!

08/25/2019 08:04:31
Today's affirmation:
I see the miracle in all of life.
I am thankful for all creation.
- Jonathan Lockwood Huie
Love is the ultimate meaning of everything around us.
Love is not a mere sentiment.
Love is the ultimate truth at the heart of creation.
- Rabindranath Tagore
Once you make a decision, the universe conspires to make it happen.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson 
Love is the ultimate meaning of everything around us.
Love is not a mere sentiment.
Love is the ultimate truth at the heart of creation.
- Rabindranath Tagore
 Darkness can not drive out darkness, only light can do that..
You are awesome!
Good morning friends ...
The universe is not outside of you. Look inside yourself; everything that you want, you already are…Angel Blessings and Love... Carol Anne..


Abundance is to see that there are endless possibilities before us. And at the same time, still see an incredibly rich existence right where we are.

It is a feeling of gratitude for everything and everyone we have in our life.
Love is not what you want, it is what you are. 
It is very important to not get these two confused. 

If you think that love is what you want,

you will go searching for it all over the place.

If you think love is what you are, you will go sharing it

all over the place. The second approach

will cause you to find what the searching will never reveal.

Yet you cannot give love in order to get it.

Doing that is as much as saying you do not now have it.

And that statement will, of course, be your reality.

No, you must give love because you have it to give.

In this will you experience your own possession of it...Neale Donald Walsch...
Free Happy Woman Enjoying Nature. Beauty Girl Outdoor.

Unlimited Happiness

Constantly have a happy face and remain healthy with the nourishment of happiness and full of the treasures of happiness.

What more does one need? Your treasures of happiness are unlimited. The more you spend, the more they increase.

No matter what happens, whether it is through the state of one's own mind, through other souls or through the elements or atmosphere, I must not loose my happiness. Even if someone insults you or tries to bring you down, remember this, I must remain happy.

Inspirational Story

I was enroute to Washington, DC for a business trip. It was all so very ordinary, until we landed in Denver for a plane change. As I collected my belongings from the overhead bin, an announcement was made for Mr. Lloyd Glenn to see the United Customer Service Representative immediately. I thought nothing of it until I reached the door to leave the plane, and heard a gentleman asking every male if they were Mr. Glenn. At this point I knew something was wrong and my heart sank.

When I got off the plane, a solemn-faced young man came toward me and said, "Mr. Glenn, there is an emergency at your home. I do not know what the emergency is, or who is involved, but I will take you to the phone so you can call the hospital." My heart was pounding, but the will to be calm took over.

Woodenly, I followed this stranger to the distant telephone where I called the number he gave me for the Mission Hospital. My call was put through to the trauma center where I learned that my three-year-old son had been trapped underneath the automatic garage door for several minutes, and that when my wife had found him he was dead. CPR had been performed by a neighbor, who is a doctor, and the paramedics had continued the treatment as Brian was transported to the hospital.

By the time of my call, Brian was revived and they believed he would live, but they did not know how much damage had been done to his brain, nor to his heart. They explained that the door had completely closed on his little sternum right over his heart. He had been severely crushed. After speaking with the medical staff, my wife sounded worried but not hysterical, and I took comfort in her calmness.

The return flight seemed to last forever, but finally I arrived at the hospital six hours after the garage door had come down. When I walked into the intensive care unit, nothing could have prepared me to see my little son lying so still on a great big bed with tubes and monitors everywhere. He was on a respirator. I glanced at my wife who stood and tried to give me a reassuring smile. It all seemed like a terrible dream.

I was filled-in with the details and given a guarded prognosis. “Brian was going to live, and the preliminary tests indicated that his heart was OK, two miracles in and of themselves, but only time would tell if his brain received any damage. Throughout the seemingly endless hours, my wife was calm. She felt that Brian would eventually be all right. I hung on to her words and faith like a lifeline.

All that night and the next day Brian remained unconscious. It seemed like forever since I had left for my business trip the day before. Finally at two o'clock that afternoon, our son regained consciousness and sat up uttering the most beautiful words I have ever heard spoken. He said, "Daddy, hold me" and he reached for me with his little arms.

By the next day he was pronounced as having no neurological or physical deficits, and the story of his miraculous survival spread throughout the hospital. You cannot imagine the wonder and awe! We took Brian home. We felt a unique reverence for the life and love of our God that comes to those who brush death so closely. In the days that followed there was a special spirit about our home. Our two older children were much closer to their little brother. My wife and I were much closer to each other, and all of us were very close as a whole family. Life took on a less stressful pace. Perspective seemed to be more focused, and balance much easier to gain and maintain. We felt deeply blessed. Our gratitude was truly profound.

The story is not over. Almost a month later to the day of the accident, Brian awoke from his afternoon nap and said, "Sit down Mommy. I have something to tell you." At this time in his life, Brian usually spoke in small phrases, so to say a large sentence surprised my wife. She sat down with him on his bed, and he began his sacred and remarkable story.

"Do you remember when I got stuck under the garage door? Well, it was so heavy and it hurt really bad. I called to you, but you couldn't hear me. I started to cry, but then it hurt too bad. And then the 'birdies' came." "The birdies?" my wife asked puzzled. "Yes," he replied. "The birdies made a whooshing sound and flew into the garage. They took care of me." He said. "One of the birdies came and got you. She came to tell you I got stuck under the door.“

A sweet reverent feeling filled the room. The Spirit was so strong and yet lighter than air. My wife realized that a three-year-old had no concept of death and spirits, so he was referring to the beings who came to him from beyond as 'birdies' because they were up in the air like birds that fly.

"What did the birdies look like?" she asked. Brian answered, "They were so beautiful. They were dressed in white, all white. Some of them had green and white. But some of them had on just white." "Did they say anything?" "Yes." He answered. "They told me the baby would be all right." "’The baby?" my wife asked confused. Brian answered. "The baby lying on the garage floor."

He went on, "You came out and opened the garage door and ran to the baby. You told the baby to stay and not leave." My wife nearly collapsed upon hearing this, for she had indeed gone and knelt beside Brian's body and seeing his crushed chest whispered, ‘Don't leave us Brian, please stay if you can.’ As she listened to Brian telling her the words she had spoken, she realized that the spirit had left his body and was looking down from above on this little lifeless form.

"Then what happened?" she asked. "We went on a trip," he said. "Far, far away." He grew agitated trying to say the things he didn't seem to have the words for. My wife tried to calm and comfort him, and let him know it would be okay. He struggled with wanting to tell something that obviously was very important to him, but finding the words was difficult.

"We flew so fast up in the air. They're so pretty Mommy,"’ he added. "And there are lots and lots of birdies.“ My wife was stunned. Into her mind the sweet comforting spirit enveloped her more soundly, but with an urgency she had never before known. Brian went on to tell her that the 'birdies' had told him that he had to come back and tell everyone about the 'birdies.'

He said they brought him back to the house and that a big fire truck and an ambulance were there. A man was bringing the baby out on a white bed and he tried to tell the man that the baby would be okay, but the man couldn't hear him. He said the birdies told him he had to go with the ambulance, but they would be near him. He said they were so pretty and so peaceful, and he didn't want to come back. Then the bright light came. He said that the light was so bright and so warm, and he loved the bright light so much. Someone was in the bright light and put their arms around him, and told him, ‘I love you but you have to go back. You have to play baseball, and tell everyone about the birdies.’ Then the person in the bright light kissed him bye-bye. And whoosh, the big sound came and they went into the clouds.

The story went on for an hour. He taught us that 'birdies' were always with us, but we don't see them because we look with our eyes and we don't hear them because we listen with our ears. But they are always there, you can only see them in here (he put his hand over his heart). They whisper the things to help us to do what is right because they love us so much.

Brian continued, stating, "I have a plan, Mommy. You have a plan. Daddy has a plan. Everyone has a plan. We must all live our plan and keep our promises. The birdies help us to do that because they love us so much.“ In the weeks that followed, he often came to us and told all, or part of it, again and again. Always the story remained the same. The details were never changed or out of order. A few times he added further bits of information and clarified the message he had already delivered. It never ceased to amaze us how he could tell such detail and speak beyond his ability when he talked about his birdies.

Everywhere he went, he told strangers about the 'birdies'. Surprisingly, no one ever looked at him strangely when he did this. Rather, they always got a softened look on their face and smiled. Needless to say, we have not been the same ever since that day, and I pray we never will.

08/25/2019 06:17:02

Hello dear friend!!
I wish you have an excellent Sunday!!
I wish you a great day in your life!!
Enjoy and be happy forever!!

08/24/2019 17:39:52


08/24/2019 12:38:58

Excellent Weekend for you dear friend!!
I wish you the best with love and peace!!
Affectionate greetings and blessings!!

08/24/2019 06:23:11

08/24/2019 05:08:37

Hello dear friend!!
I wish you have an excellent Saturday!!
I wish you a great day in your life!!
Enjoy and be happy forever!!

08/23/2019 16:22:44

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