Angels on Your Shoulder

Angels on Your Shoulder

Wordless Wednesday

posted by Susan Gregg

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My favorite place to meditate a top Mauna Kea on the Big Island of Hawaii. Way above the clouds.
With love and aloha,
Susan

Perfection is in the way you look at life

posted by Susan Gregg

I have received this as an email several times. Each time it touches my heart. I have no idea who the author is but it is beautiful.

I talk a lot about dominion and the perfection of everything. In the Hawaiian tradition my kumu (teacher) talks about everything being pono – a word that roughly means perfect. Her grandfather used to say, "Everything is pono until you tell yourselves otherwise."

Puppies For Sale

A store owner was tacking a sign above his door that read "Puppies For Sale." Signs like that have a way of attracting small children, and sure enough, a little boy appeared under the store owner’s sign.

"How much are you going to sell the puppies for?" he asked.

The store owner replied, "Anywhere from $30 to $50."

The little boy reached in his pocket and pulled out some change. "I have $2.37," he said. "Can I please look at them?" The store owner smiled and whistled and out of the kennel came Lady, who ran down the aisle of his store followed by five teeny, tiny balls of fur.

One puppy was lagging considerably behind. Immediately the little boy singled out the lagging, limping puppy and said, "What’s wrong with that little dog?"

The store owner explained that the veterinarian had examined the little puppy and had discovered it didn’t have a hip socket. It would always limp. It would always be lame. The little boy became excited. "That is the puppy that I want to buy."

The store owner said, "No, you don’t want to buy that little dog. If

you really want him, I’ll just give him to you." The little boy got quite upset. He looked straight into the store owner’ s eyes, pointing his finger, and said, "I don’t want you to give him to me. That little dog is worth every bit as much as all the other dogs and I’ll pay full price. In fact, I’ll give you $2.37 now, and 50 cents a month until I have him paid for."

The store owner countered, "You really don’t want to buy this little dog. He is never going to be able to run and jump and play with you like the other puppies."

To his surprise, the little boy reached down and rolled up his pant leg to reveal a badly twisted, crippled left leg supported by a big metal brace.

He looked up at the store owner and softly replied, "Well, I don’t run so well myself, and the little puppy will need someone who understands!"

We ALL need someone who Understands!!

Imagine a world in which we all had that kind of love and compassion for everyone including people we think are evil or wrong!

With love and aloha,
Susan

Happiness is …..

posted by Susan Gregg

Anyone familiar with my story knows I suffered from depression for years and was pretty miserable and suicidal. I have learned to retrain my mind so I can be happy no matter what is happening in my life.
While writing my latest book on angels, saints and ascended masters I had the opportunity to do a lot of research on Saints. I created a file for each saint, compiled all the information and then one by one I would spend time with each saint.
agatha One morning I was sitting in my car waiting for a friend. I opened the file for Saint Agatha. She had her breast cut off and was rolled over hot coals and broken pottery. I apologized to her and closed the file. I told her it was too early in the morning for so much suffering.
When I finally got in touch with her I was deeply moved. I learned a lot from all the saints. Yes, they endured physical torture but as I got to know them I realized they never suffered. They had such a profound connection with their spirit, with their divinity, and with God that they were sustained by that connection.
The magistrate had Saint Agatha’s breasts crushed, cut off and then had her thrown back into prison. She prayed and St. Peter came to her in a vision that night and healed her breasts. The magistrate was enraged that she had healed so he had her rolled over hot coals and she died. My first reaction was to the physical suffering and my thought was why do pious people get persecuted?
Then I meditated with St. Agatha and I realized she never suffered. She didn’t feel persecuted she was filled with peace and love. She just loved God. Witnesses mentioned the look of peace in her face when she died.
Life is and then we tell ourselves a story. We spend most of our life thinking about life instead of experiencing what’s really real. This world is a vast energy system and we are all connected. We are one but when we believe our mind we feel separate. We have what I call a filter system – a collection of beliefs, agreements and assumptions.
When I was depressed I believed my filter system was reality. My inner dialog would have made anyone miserable. When people tell me they are unhappy I ask them what they are telling themselves. No matter what is happening around us we can reconnect with our spirit and see life through the eyes of love.
St. Agatha was so connected with her spirit and able to see everything, even the magistrate through the eyes of love. Her love was so powerful and her spiritual connection so deep that people who have connected with her have experienced miracles in their own lives.
From the perspective of our spirit we are limitless beings and anything is possible. When we see life through the eyes of our filter system and listen to our inner dialog we are often miserable, lonely and depressed.
We can live life like the Saints and experience bliss. We can live in heaven or hell – it is all up to what we tell ourselves moment by moment and as nothing to do with the events in our life.
So how do we battle depression? How do we create happiness? Moment by moment, thought by thought we choose love instead of fear.
With love and aloha,
Susan

Strawberries taste best in the moment

posted by Susan Gregg

IMG_0640 I have heard several versions of this story. I will include both endings because I think the original ending invites us to see life in a richer, more expansive manner.
A man was walking through the bush when he heard a low growl and something moving through the bush. He realized it was a tiger hunting. He ran as fast as he could and came to the edge of a rugged cliff. He looked down and saw a branch jutting out just as the tiger appeared out of the bush.
He jumped and grabbed a hold of the branch thankful to be alive. The tiger paced back and forth looking hungrily at the man just out of his reach. When the man looked down he saw two more tigers standing on the rocks right below him. He looked to the left and saw some ripe, red berries. He loved strawberries so he took a deep breath and smiled broadly as he picked the berries and ate them. They were the best strawberries he ever tasted.
In the original story. He reached out, picked the berries and ate them before he realized they were poisonous. He looked out at the horizon and enjoyed the view.
Life is best when savored fully and we can only do that in the moment.
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor of your old thinking. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.
Mark Twain
With love and aloha,
Susan

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