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My dear friends, we love you so very much,
Can you trust that everything, absolutely everything in life is in right order. Everything that happens around you is with purpose. Everything is in a harmonious dance of creation designed to interact in a beautiful dance of love. And when things do not feel loving it is simply born of misunderstanding - either the misunderstanding of those creating the actions, or the misunderstanding of those who bear witness.
But how can such atrocities as murder or abuse be in "right order,” we hear you asking? How can they possibly serve a purpose? Dear ones, at the level of human interaction they are, of course, morally wrong. To hurt or kill another is an unloving action and a crime not only against the other, but also against humanity, and more importantly against one’s deepest and truest essence… which is love.
Nonetheless, beneath every horrible action, we see love attempting to emerge. We see hurting souls crying for their pain to be seen in the most unloving and un-evolved ways. We see those who suffer at the hands of murderers, abusers, and other perpetrators frequently, as angels who are willing, as the famous martyrs of old, to suffer if they feel it would help remove another’s pain. Is this necessary? Of course not dear ones. God asks very few souls to be martyrs, and yet so many volunteer out of a belief that it is the holiest course of action to do so.
If you could only see the decisions made before birth… “I will do anything, anything to wake up this other soul that I love so much…even if it involves suffering at their hand!” In the heavens before birth that is such an easy decision to make, because the soul knows it is eternal. On earth, these spirits - now human - often wonder what they have done to “deserve” such behaviors. No one, and we repeat, no one, deserves abuse of any kind.
And while this kind of choice - to suffer for the sake of another, may seem unthinkable - how many of you have willingly sacrificed your own well being, even in the smallest of ways, out of a desire to help and assist another? This is not wrong. It is a choice. Only you can decide if the choice feelings loving and right for all involved, including yourself.
There are an infinite number of reasons for suffering on your planet earth. Some souls suffer, as the martyrs do, trying to “wake up” another. Some wish to inspire compassion. Some souls leave the earth in seemingly awful ways because they are tired, complete, or in rare cases, curious about transition. Some feel, erroneously, that they “deserve” punishment for past life behaviors. So while at the human level see suffering as “bad” or “wrong,” understand that even the toughest situations on earth have merit and purpose to the soul.
Why do we have this discussion dear ones? Because so many of you feel such sadness when you witness the world’s pain. We in the heavens dearly wish that all souls would choose to grow in a more loving and kind way for themselves and others. But we do not allow the behavior of others to remove us from seeing and feeling the love of the Creator. And you, even as humans, can bear witness to the world’s suffering and still know that each and every soul involved is being given an opportunity to learn more about love - love of God, love of self, and love of others, for as we see it… this is all One in the same.
God Bless You! We love you so very much.
-- The Angels
Message From Ann
Last week, I forgot to get eggs at the grocery store. After putting away the groceries I had remembered, I hopped back in the car and went to finish my shopping. The day was beautiful and in spite of the extra trip I was happily driving along when a bird suddenly dove in front of my vehicle. I slammed on the brakes but it was too late. The little one lay in the street. Thankfully there was no traffic so I pulled over to check on her. She was in the process of dying. “Oh GOD, what do I do?” I prayed. "Pick her up and send her energy to assist her transition,” was the answer. I gently picked her up, walked to the side of the road, and held her to my heart. The heat began to flow from my hands. Her little talons gripped my shirt and she looked into my eyes before shutting her own and leaving her sweet little feathered body. Crying, I jumped in my car, still holding her little form to my heart with one hand and driving back home with the other.
I surrounded her with leaves and flowers and ran energy to assist any final energies in leaving the body. I prayed for her spirit. “May you always know God’s love no matter what form you take. May you feel my love for you. May you always fly free and feel the joy of being. May any pain you have suffered be erased from your memory.” "Are you free?" I asked, and suddenly I was overwhelmed and surrounded by the love of a soul I can only describe as angelic. "Thank you," I heard. That did it. I burst into tears.
“Why God?” I asked, being human to my core. I felt her magnificent soul, but why did she have to die by my car? The angels stopped me. “You are learning deeper levels of trust now. We are not going to tell you why. Breathe. Calm down now and start thinking of the infinite number of reasons she may have chosen to die this way.” I stopped sniffling and took a few deep breaths. “She wanted love as she died?” It was more of a question based on past information. The angels once told me that animals came to me to die because they loved to feel my tremendous love on their way out.
“Keep going,” they told me. “Think of other possible reasons.” “She was keeping me from being in an accident by delaying me,” I said, still asking a question. “Keep going.” “She was done with her time on earth and wanted a quick exit.” “She gave me a piece of her beautiful spirit on the way out.” “She was inspiring this newsletter.” It became obvious the angels were not going to divulge the reason, They just kept telling me, to keep going, to keep listing possible reasons for her death. “She took some energy off this planet with her in her death.” “She was a soul who decided to try being a bird and changed her mind.” “She wanted to feel love at a level she never had and knew I would give it to her.” “She was teaching me that even when we don’t have a clue about why something happens, God does.” I had to stop there and cry some more.
I felt I had stumbled upon the truth. “Maybe it is a combination of many of those things,” the angels gently offered, still not giving me the “answer.” I understood. They want me to trust everything, even when I am too worked up or biased to understand. They want me to stop using my mind to push away the love that is always there, even in tough circumstances, and to trust in God’s great love. They wanted me to trust that every being is in a beautiful dance even when I fail see it. This isn't easy, but there is purpose to the exercise. I've been asking to continue expanding to channel God's healing energies. If I am attached to anything I will get in the way. If I am viewing anything as less than love, I filter the amount of love that can flow through me. I know this. I have been praying to abide in deeper truths. God is giving me opportunity to do so.
As I sat contemplating these things, the angelic spirit of the little bird surrounded me again with her love. This time I simply shut my eyes and basked in the love. "Do you have a name," I asked. "Felicity," she offered as I felt my heart well up with great joy. I looked up the name later on the Internet. It means "Great Happiness."
So this week, do your best. Try to assume that there is love and purpose behind everything even when you don't understand. And if you need to understand, allow yourself to do the exercise the angels gave me and list off every possible reason something has happened in your life, no matter how crazy it might sound. Then maybe you can call upon this sweet angel teacher of mine, Felicity, and ask her to bring happiness and peace to your heart too.
Have a blessed week,
Love you all,
Ann
Please feel free to share any of my messages or posts. The only thing I ask is a small note: ©Ann Albers, www.VisionsofHeaven.com
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