hands of light

I have posted this image by Jos.A.Smith because my first experiment in crystal healing was just like this. I felt surrounded by shining beings. I know that everyone perceives things differently and since so many people don't see things the same way as I do, I bow to the idea that my mind tries to explain feelings by creating images. I say 'I bow' but in my heart of hearts I think I see what is truly there. when my daughter was a baby, I swear I could hear the rustle of the angel wings by my daughter's cot. But I guess that was just the breeze through the leaves of the trees. But what was she so intently looking at on the ceiling?

Sunday, September 26, 2010

this sounds just like a love poem to me:

you have turned for me my mourning into dancing
you have put off my sack cloth and clothed me with gladness
to the end that my glory may sing praise to you
and not be silent

psalm 30 11&12