A creased, dog-eared sheet of paper fell open on my desk today, and I found this entry from 2019, written during a medical crisis. Sunday, August 18, 2019 11:15 am Dear Angels, Tell me about this past week and its scary overwhelming-ness, please. Over to you. Beloved, type on,...
Read MoreWednesday, October 28, 2020 9:00 pm Dear Angels, I have something positive to write about, for a change. An uplifting incident occurred tonight while our group was at Beavertail Lighthouse doing tai chi. It was a cold, misty, overcast afternoon, and we met early, at 4:30, to avoid...
Read MoreThe time seems right to share these excerpts from the We Thought You Would Never Ask book chapter “This is the Paradox”: [page 138] “What good did that episode just do me? Angels: You’re writing to us, aren’t you? The most uncomfortable episodes in your life are the...
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None of my correspondence with the angels could be called typical, but the letter below is a good example of how the exchange happens. The angelic response is in italics. I found the calico crab shell on a local beach. Dear Angels, I am getting many beautiful...
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