Another Day Another Dollar 

A better day today, let me count the ways:

  1. I slept better last night, less flashes and sweats😆
  2. I worked two jobs but still didn’t work long hours
  3. My second job was with a new student, he is a great kid and the mom is very supportive
  4. I went to my favorite thrift store and got some clothes for the colder weather. I also got something for the tree I will be decorating for the Hospice Festival of Trees
  5. I went to the library to get some books for my new student and add my artist biography for my Art in the Stacks solo art show this month 🤗

I forgot to take my phone in the thrift store and library because I didn’t take a purse today, just my large substitute teacher bag, so I don’t have any photos. However, I do have a few from my lunchtime duty at the high school .

This is the hall I watched. I took this picture at a rare moment of being empty of people. Lunch is two periods and the students can eat anywhere.

This is the stairwell I manned. That is my lovely shadow. See my walkie talkie?

More shadows.

I  had a chair too😄 It was sunny and warm by the windows.

Time to turn in.


PS : There are comments on my blog, oh my!!!🤗

A Walk About

Tuesday and Wednesday evenings I work for a lady on the nights she works late, making sure that her boys get fed and do their homework . The boys are twelve, so they don’t need constant tending, so I usually go for a walk before dinner.

They live in a community of small beach homes. The neighborhood has its own personality so, I thought pictures would be best. I have included some typical sightings in this quirky little neighborhood . 

These are crabpot floats, a common sight.

Ah, a lovely cottage for sale….gives a whole new meaning to the phrase “fire sale”.

More floats. These adorn many yards.

The cutest little cottage in the whole neighborhood .

Fall leaves of a gumball tree.

Lots of wishes!

Looking out toward the Chesapeake Bay .

It was a wonderful walk.

Thus day 1 comes to a close.

Catch you peppers  tomorrow .


Just a Quickie!!

Hi friends

You know I love you all! I think of you, wherever you are, and I send you love on a regular basis. No matter how busy I get, I never forget about you. The angels are even more diligent in being near you and surrounding you with love.

I am preparing for my first solo art show. This still sounds strange to me, because I have only just recently even imagined myself an artist. Yet, God is showing me that it is ME that has to make my poems and words come to life. Why? Because I have to trust that he gave me the gifts that I need to share my thoughts and images in a real way. Whew, I said it. The big, scary, reality of TRUST, especially to trust in myself. Yet, here I am getting ready to open my show next week and I really like the work I have done. No more waiting to be invited or asking someone to do this work for me, I have done it. Of course, I had a few helpers to put the show part together, no one does anything alone. Yet, the artist part I did.

I want to encourage you to trust your gifts, talents and heart; you really have what you need and then some. In addition, any thing(s) that is lacking will be provided when we step out in faith and begin what we are being led to do.

God and the angels are cheering us on. I am cheering you on. Let’s go!

Hope you doing well in your part of the world.

Sending lots of love and encouragement,

Juju and the angels

PS: The angels want you to know that you are AMAZING and don’t you ever forget it!!!!



I wish I could

Back out

Become soft again

Open to the possibilities


If only we could

Become soft


Able to see

All the possibilities



Judy Angelheart

Copyright and all rights reserved 2016

In in all the chaos of the world right now, we need to soften, not harden our hearts toward one another.

We can do this, we can become soft, tender hearted, and see the possibilities in each other.

Sending healing prayers and love out into the world.


PS: This is a crab growing, softening, becoming vulnerable and open. How about that!

Knock, Knock

8-knocking-doorTwo things are brought to mind by those two words. One is the laughter of children, as they tell or share in the fun of telling knock, knock jokes. The other is the image of Jesus standing at the door and knocking. Both images warm my heart and soul.

The intelligence of a child is shown in the ability to comprehend language. We usually think of a child comprehending concrete language, such as this is a ball or that is a dog. I recently got a wonderful visit with a friend and her three year old. I was surprised that he “got” one of my jokes and responded with a genuine belly laugh. He is also at the stage where he is answering questions such as where is your nose or what color is that, when he is asked. Yet, again he surprised me by his excitement about being able to tell us the plastic animals he pulled out my toy basket.

Knock, knock

Who’s there


Banana who

Knock, Knock

Who’s there


Banana who

Knock, Knock

Who’s there


Orange who

Orange you glad I didn’t say banana

Knock, Knock

Who’s there…..

The second image we most often do not equate with humor, yet it is funny in an ironic sort of way, Jesus is not stopped by doors, bars, or any other obstacle. However, he knocks because he wants to be invited. He is waiting for us to open the door, the door to our heart, and let him in.

The kingdom of God is within, yet we can only access it by opening the door and allowing the love to flow freely.

I thank you for opening your door to allow me to speak to your heart today of the love of God and the holy angels. The love freely flowing through the universe that is here and available to you; always.

We send you love.

Love, light and angels,




Rain, rain, rain!

It has been raining for weeks in my part of the world. It has gotten dreary here; both externally and internally. At the same time it has gotten vivid green. And things are growing.

Life is often full of such contradictions. Often, what the universe is telling us is find the beauty. And grow.

What the angels have been whispering is messages of love all delivered in the mist of the gentle rain.

So, I went and walked the labyrinth in the rain. I got my sneakers totally soaked as I wound and unwound my way through the process of the maze.

I emerged totally rearranged. And I saw the vibrancy of the rainy day.



The Center of the Labyrinth

Streaming Through

100_0032Sometimes all we need to remember is that God is here. God’s light will filter through the thickest of problems to find us. And we, like little sprouts growing, reach to find the light sent to us. The angels come among us to facilitate our reaching and God’s sending.

Love, light and angels,



Soft, Falling…




Just as I was falling off to sleep, it began, softly falling upon the roof. Odd because usually there is wind sweeping in first to indicate the coming of the rain, yet not last night as the first drops fell to lull me off to sleep. I woke in the middle of the night to the same soft e3b19e10ef517c261f8a829d692649c8rain; it comforted me to know it was still raining gently. Its music led me back into my dreams. This morning the light rain sung to me to sleep in yet I woke up just to hear her song of spring. After I was dressed, I left my room and went to let the mewing cat out. When I opened the door, the first morning light was just beginning to illuminate the day and birds were loudly serenading the dawn. The rain had stopped. Overnight the light falling, dancing rain had turned the world green; the lovely green that only is visible right after a rain. When all of the plants have filled their veins and are showing their full colors brought on by the sustaining, life giving rain.


I love the rain, especially the soft gentle rain. I hoped it would last all day, as it is my last day of spring break and I wanted to spend it with a mug of something warm reading a book. I can still do that, if I choose, I don’t need the rain as an excuse or reason.


Looking out the window, I am so thankful for the rain, the green, the spring when everything is waking up from its long winter nap. I am so thankful that my hubby and I did yard work all day Saturday, everything looks so neat and clean revealing all of those growing, green things!


Happy Green Spring!




PS: The angels say that we need to look for signs of beauty and love and focus on those things at this time. Right now that is easy for all around me I see beauty and love, lovely green and birds singing, love, love, love.



BountiFULL Blessings


Dear ones this is our desire for you:

To know the blessing of God

Blessings are an interesting thing that oft goes unnoticed.

Therefore, dear ones we beseech you to take the time to ask for your blessings to be revealed to you. You have not because you ask not~ this is not the statement you think it to be. You have all and many blessings around you all the time; a constant well-spring. However, you may not know it because you have not asked for them to be unveiled and made seen. 

How often do you go through your day and at the end of it have nothing to be thankful for?

This dear ones is not because you are ungrateful. No, on the contrary. You are grateful and desire to have wonderful things in your life to be thankful for. This is the one true desire of your heart. 

The way to a thankful heart is to ask for the unveiling. To ask for the spiritual eyes to see. For the open heart to feel. And the wisdom to know these things.

With this you can be thankFULL and this fullness will give you the ability to be content and to feel secure in your blessings. So secure that you can share.

Ah, sharing the true beauty of a well-lived life.

May your cup runneth over!

With love,

Juju and the Angels


Crazy Happy or is it Happy Crazy?

Yesterday everything was driving me crazy; I could list them all but that would be tiresome. In addition, I don’t like to use my Word Press or my Facebook page to rant, therefore, I will not start doing so now. To be honest, I usually rant in private, which I am sure drives God crazy. Wait, can someone drive God crazy? I have often thought I had such power, to make God crazy, or mad or upset or wrathful. The truth is I do not have that kind of power, or better put, I cannot control God. Yet, I do have the power to make myself crazy, or upset, or whatever. Actually, I am very powerful in my own life to create my moods. I sometimes forget this, as I let my emotions get the best of me at times, as I did yesterday.



All the things

I thought

I couldn’t be

I can


All the things

I thought

I would never do

Are possibilities


All that God

Ever asked of me

Was to be



Judy Angelheart

Copyright and all rights reserved 2016


After some foot stomping and fit throwing and a good cry, I calmed down. I realized that I was letting something minor get the best of me and I needed to get “it” back so that I could offer the best of me to others.


Dear ones anger, disappointment, happiness, and all are emotions. Why fear them. They are just that; emotions that come and go. What you really fear is letting go and having no control. Maybe these outbursts are just what you need to feel out of control and to totally let go and soar.


Let go loves, let go and flow. No judgement. Only flow. Only love, loves.


The Angels


This is a good message from the angels that gives us a wonderful way to look at the emotions that we have and how to allow them to flow. They are a conduit to letting go and soaring. I want to soar on laughter. I’m going to conjure up some fun today so that I can soar on some laughter and joy.

Yes, that’s just what I am going to do, with a little bit of alchemy and some friends, I am sure there will be laughter today.