Spring 2020

Reposting because this is still true

Here we are in the midst of a GLOBAL PANDEMIC in case you haven’t heard about COVID-19. There, I said it but that will be the last time I mention it because we have all heard and seen that plenty.

Here is a poem I wrote this spring about the aforementioned thing.

Spring 2020

We are all looking for some huge thing right now

The turning of the tide

Where finally we will see the end of this

And get back to “normal”

I predict there will be none of that

There will not be ringing of bells

Nor shouts in the street

It will not be like that

There may be celebrations

Small intimate ones

Why do I feel this way

When something is so large

You can not take in its enormity

The vast unfathomable essence of a thing

Some unnamed entity it started out to be

Yet no one can claim to not know

Every is a very large number

An all inclusive sum

Instead I predict

It will be quiet like

A gentle breeze

Yet no one will escape its passing

And I was privy to a miracle

Will be the only words we are left to say

 

Judy Angelheart

Copyright 2020


I promise I will be in touch soon.

Sending you love and angels,

Juju

 

 

Witness to Opportunity

I am the only one that knows this story. There may have been three of us in the room but I was there as God’s witness, even though, I did not know that at the time. I remember it well, I was a part of the story but it is not my story, it is his story.

Let me take you back about ten years:

He and I had both just been hired at a senior living community and were in the new hire orientation.

I had been trying to get a job at this place for some time and I finally snagged one, albeit a part-time gig with no set hours or schedule. The big boon for me was a job working in a field I had always felt drawn to and had worked in before.

He was a young kid, barely eighteen, a high school dropout who had recently had a brush with the law. He was not the poster child for the ideal job candidate by any means.

I, on the other hand, was in my forties and could have used a full-time position. I had a bachelor’s degree and experience working with seniors. However, I was thankful to be hired.

The HR manager conducted the new hire orientation; she gave us both big binders full of information about working there. As she went through the binder explaining the various things in it she would look over at him and in a positive and in an upbeat tone of voice tell him about all the wonderful benefits he would receive as a full-time employee. She then would turn to me and say in a monotone voice, but you don’t get this so you can sit there while I go over this with him. As each new thing in the binder was introduced and gone over this was repeated with her cheerfully going over all the wonderful things he would get and again turning to me and telling me that I would not get any of it. She also glowingly shared with him about the immense opportunity for advancement in his department and then turned to me and told me that there was none in my department. I could understand that as a full-time employee, he would get benefits I would not but I could not understand her exuberance toward him and her dismissive attitude toward me. I remember the sting of her words.

I no longer work there; I wasn’t even there a year. She was right, the department I worked in could not offer me the hours I needed so when I was offered a full-time position somewhere else, I took it.

Yet, for him, and remember it is his story. He was bolstered from the beginning, he was told about all the wonderful opportunities he would have. The things he heard and the tone they were delivered to him in literally altered his life.

I know they did because the other day I picked up my local paper and there he was smiling in his chef’s uniform. The caption underneath gave his title as The Executive Chef. He had won an award that night for the best dessert at an event where he was competing against some of the best chefs in the area.

I thought back to that day when I met him in our new hire orientation. I thought back to this kid who was beginning a new chapter in his life. I thought back to his title at the time, which was a dishwasher. I thought back to her telling him that he could go far, and he did!

I am truly happy for him and his success. I don’t know all of the story in between then and now, but I do know that he had to have put in the hard work to get where he is today; he should be extremely proud of himself. Yet, I believe that if on that new hire orientation day he had not heard someone speak to him in such positive ways, giving him hope for a bright future, he would have had a very different outcome.

This story is a testament to so many things. I am telling it to you for two reasons, the first I shared with you, that he was spoken to and given such a wonderful picture of his future. This points out that the way we speak to one another has a profound impact on our lives and the lives of those around us. We literally have the power to change someone’s entire life by how we speak to them and the faith that we have in them to reach their potential.

However, there is a more profound second reason; this one is veiled in the story. It is somewhat my story, as I was there as the witness, but it is really your story, the story of feeling like you were treated unfairly, or not given an opportunity, or spoken to unkindly. It hurts, it stings, and it is difficult to understand why it happens. The outcome of this story points to a very high spiritual reason, you were chosen to be a witness to someone’s glory! In addition, you were chosen to be the remembrance of how we are to treat one another. Sometimes the hurts we carry are there to build a stronghold to give to others. You were chosen to be stronger and bolder so you can stand up for others.

Be of good cheer friends for you are chosen to be the greatest you in the universe. Thanks for being there to read and share our stories.

Juju

 

8 Years- Oh, MY!

I guess the angels knew that I had to come here today. They are so wonderful to bring me back to this page today and to wish this little blog a very happy anniversary.

Eight a wonderful number.

Thank you,  all the readers, friends, and fans!

Juju

Right Here

You have surely forgotten me by now. I have been away for so long and yet I didn’t “go” anywhere. I have been right here, although, not where either of us left me. Fore, I have not been idle- collecting dust and growing cobwebs, albeit I am sure those are worthy hobbies for some, they are not for me. I have spent some time in the attempt to clean dust and gently gather cobwebs (they are such fragile things after all.)

I could say I have been busy, as some would assume- attending to other, more important matters. However, that statement would leave bitterness between us because the unspoken words would imply that I do not find you important when indeed I do. I do not need to know you on a close personal basis to give you weight and heft, to measure you as a being of infinite importance and merit. On the contrary, I know that you are a precious gift. Furthermore, that what God gifted you with is important, yeah, imperative to the universe.

I often wonder about this space- is it visited at all and how often and by whom. I do not flatter myself to think that I am missed, creating some hole in your existence. Yet, is there some who visit this space and find some solace, even in or because of my absence. These are just my musings, no need to answer my curious ramblings.

However, here (right here), I know that whereas my words have been non/un written for some time (let’s not quibble about the exact amount), my thoughts and sendings to you have been abundant.

I would ask that you think of my silent times as a type of hibernation- a slowing of the writing- dormancy. Yet, not complete inactivity- there are plenty of stories being told in various and sundry ways, some even in form and shape.

Today the bitterly cold winter has abated- the sun is shining bright and the air has warmed- thawing my cold, slow ways a bit and prompting me to reach out in written form and say Hi!

I did want to share two female entities that have been showing up lately:

The Archangel Muriel and Mother Mary

The Archangel Muriel comes with a floral or flowery smell. She is associated with the fragrance Myrrh, one of the three gifts of the Magi. Myrrh is known to enhance spirituality. Muriel will come to bring you mirth/joy to your heart and soul. She will restore your emotions to a good/perfect balance. She comes to tell you to trust your heart wisdom. She comes encouraging you to be of service to others.

Muriel is also the angel of gardening/nature and of pets and animals.

Mother Mary comes to bring us a sense of spiritual family. She is our comforting mother who comes to bring a balm of healing for all of our brokenness.

Both of these women come to show us concupiscence- doing/being for the good of all.

I send to you greetings, love, and these two spiritual entities to assist you at this time,

Juju

Lost in Transit Thursday

It has come to my attention that some of you didn’t receive yesterdays post. I have figured out what happened. I had channeled my inner Mata Hari and wrote my post in code with invisible ink and sent it out via pigeon carrier. I will try and recall one of the birds and decipher the message and post it tomorrow. In the meantime, should one of my birds show up carefully remove the scroll, squeeze some lemon juice on it, hold it up to a mirror and read the message.

As for today…

Nothing truly noteworthy. Just a short poem:

All around me are the roaring of lions

Their noise deafens my ears

I sink down 

In the midst of it all

Now  I hear it

The whisper of angels

Softly bringing love

To the world

Judy Angelheart

It is late here. I must now go to bed. May the night be kind to us all. May we hear the angels and feel the love.

Love,

Juju

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 .

Juju

Happy 4th Birthday!

 Word Press just left me an awesome message. It said Happy Anniversary you have been blogging with us for 4 years. This is amazing because I didn’t realize it was the fourth anniversary and they have never wished me one before. Therefore, four must be an important milestone.

Yeah for me! Yeah for you! Super yeah for the angels that I share this spot with!

I was writing before I came to Word Press, I had a newsletter I had been sending out for about five years called The Heartbeat, and I have written for two woman’s magazines. In addition, I have been published in some poetry anthologies. However, this feels like the big time for me. I do not say that because of the numbers of followers, although that has been growing, but because of my fellow bloggers, who are so talented. They say that you are known by the company you keep and I am in very good company around here.

It is interesting that I would reach this milestone just as I was looking back over ALL of my writing, knowing some of it needs more editing or reworking but that as a whole it is pretty darn good, if I do say so myself.

I have a goal to bring my older articles and stories back to life, not because I have nothing new to say but because they are worthy of sharing again.

And of course the angels have more to say to us. They have been showing me so many signs that they are with me. I have spend much time in prayer for so many and have been sending out healing energy. I have been getting a lot of positive feedback on how well that has been received. Would you like some healing energy, just ask, the angels and I will send you some.

So here’s to many more years of sharing and growing and sending out LOVE!

Thank you for coming along for the ride.

Juju