All he wanted to do was come through the door like the six of us did, walk freely. I’m a member of a hospice choir, and we just finished...

CNN recently published an article about after-death communication because of the upsurge of communications from loved ones on the other side

The synchronicity within the tapestry of life is beyond my understanding. I’m grateful for the wisdom of the Universe.

I believe in the dimension of our true reality, a reality that is beyond the physical world on this earth. The veil is thinning.

I started calling on angels to help with doctor’s appointments with my daughter. I wanted support, from the car ride to the exam room.

During the most traumatic event of my life, I miraculously found stillness in the turbulence of the surrounding violence I was subjected to.

I breathe in patience and breathe out compassion. I stand as one with my spirit and human body, guided by my soul. I am whole.

Awakened by images this morning at 3:33, I thanked the angel who disturbed my sleep. Life unfolds day by day, lesson by lesson.

When I’m a funk, I send out an SOS to my Higher Power for more understanding and comfort. Then I let go my request so I don't weigh it down.

I’m thinking about wise ones, my teachers, my angels, my guides and other beings that help me in my human journey learning my soul lessons.

Every moment is a choice. I choose not to abandon myself. I give fear a voice. I feel it fully and then move on.

Angels come in our lives in unexpected ways. Tragedies always have silver linings.

Communication happens by more than speaking, seeing and hearing. I believe there’s so much more happening beyond what my mind understands.

Opening my mind to the idea that my energy body is as real as my physical body allows me so much more understanding of my life experiences.

Standing strong in one’s values may go against the grain of other’s expectations. It takes courage to hold to your values.

I’m calling all angels to support me In this present challenge of acceptance

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Thinking of Angels by Shirley Riga Thinking about angels today Recalling 14 years ago No wings no halo He emerged as a survivor Of a...