We all have angels guiding us...They look after us. They heal us, touch us, comfort us with invisible warm hands...What will bring their help? Asking. Giving thanks.

A shiver runs down your spine when you realize it is not our imagination. Something is watching us out there.

prayer is nothing more than thought. It is a yearning of the heart.

It is said that angels come as thoughts, as visions, as dreams, as animals, as the light on the water or in clouds and rainbows, and as people too. Are they walking on this earth as people in disguise? Or do they appear for that one moment and vanish into ether again? Or is it really us, mere humans, who for a moment are picked up by the hand of God and made to speak unwittingly the words another needs to hear, or to hold out a life line to another soul?

Where do you put your attention? On fear or love? I wish the choice were made just once and not repeated every moment of the day.

Sometimes writer's block is no more than a signal that you have not done enough research.

I think our animals are angels, earth-angels, pointing out for us the steadfast path of love, loyalty, optimism, faith, joy, hope. They teach us everything important about life.