My dear friends, we love you so very much,
There are no mistakes dear ones. There are no "wrong turns." There is no such thing as being truly "lost" or "off the path." In truth you are always connected to God. You are always loved. You are always guided. The question is not whether or not God loves you, or whether or not we love you. The question is simply, "Do you love yourself enough to slow down and receive what is always there for the taking?"
So when you feel lost, slow down. Breathe. Ask us for assistance and trust what comes to your heart. When you feel you have made what you consider to be a mistake, learn from it, release it, and move on. When you feel disconnected from God, stop. Choose to do something, anything, that helps you focus on love once again. Look a a picture you enjoy. Watch a show that makes you happy. Breathe and feel the air filling your lungs. Love is everywhere.
There are no wrong turns. There are no mistakes. There is never a time you can stray from God. The sun shines behind the clouds even in the worst storms. The love of the creator is there for you no matter what you have done or not done, said or not said, who you have been or not been. Will you receive it? Will you give yourself enough love to connect to the greater love? Dear ones, nothing can disconnect you. Your entire journey here upon the earth is to help you remember and experience this one simple, and yet deeply profound truth.
God Bless You! We love you so very much.
-- The Angels
Message From Ann
I'm laughing at the angels' mention of "No Wrong Turns." As you read last week, I finally took a big road trip to see the glorious slot canyons in Northern, AZ. One of the things that kept me from doing it so long, in addition to the many other excuses I had, was a subtle fear of getting lost on the highways. I like taking off on my own but in doing that I have no one else with whom to confirm directions. I do not have a cell phone because I don't need one, and I don't have a car that talks to give me directions. So when I go anywhere I do things the old fashioned way. I print out maps and memorize the turns.
I was enjoying a beautiful sunrise drive on Route 66 north of Flagstaff, that turned into Highway 89. The pine forests gave way to grassy meadows. In time the highway was bordered by beautiful mountains on the Navajo reservation, and dotted by roadside stands, farm country, and the rare gas stations. I had wonderful songs blasting on my iPod and was deeply enjoying the scenery when I realized that I had driven over 100 miles and the turnoff to Page, AZ was supposed to be at the 82 mile mark. I could not, for the life of me, recall seeing an intersecting highway. I decided to drive farther to the next gas station since I couldn't remember where the last one had been!
The highway snaked and rolled through beautiful countryside. Red rock mountains in the distance were dotted with white bands of what appeared to be limestone. A mixture of cactus and scrub brush carpeted the landscape. A house here, a church there, and just as I started getting nervous, I found myself crossing a beautiful huge bridge over a sapphire blue River into the entrance to Lee's Ferry at Glenn Canyon, and the Vermillion Cliffs. I pulled the car over and started laughing! Just last week I had seen the Vermillion Cliffs online and made a mental note that I'd like to visit them "some day." I had decided that including them into this weekend trip would be too much. Yet, here I was at 8:00am in the morning staring at these treasures!
I drove up to the lone Chevron gas station where the kind clerk informed me I had to drive back 40 miles to get to the turn-off to Page, AZ. Thanking the angels for waking me up early, I realized I'd make it to the canyons just in time to catch the perfect late morning light. In the meanwhile I fueled up the car, snapped some photos and finally turned around to continue to my original destination. No wrong turns indeed!
Of course, as I wrote last week, the trip was breathtaking and beautiful. Nature's splendor and raw power held me in an awe-inspired embrace the entire time. And even though I drove over 630 miles in two days I was not at all tired. I was overjoyed!
The lessons weren't over however! On the way home, Zippy, my car angel, reminded me I needed to take the car in for service as soon as I got back. Prior to the trip the car felt like it was wobbling. I had the tires checked and asked the angels if I'd be safe on the road. "Yes you'll be fine but take me in right after you get back," my car angel replied! A few days later at the repair shop, I was simultaneously appalled, and delighted to find out that my brakes were shot, my engine and transmission mounts had collapsed (which explained the wobble!), and there were a variety of other things wrong with the car. It was a HUGE repair bill but I have a credit card, thank God, and I was SAFE! Had I known all this before the trip I would have canceled it and missed my opportunity once again to do something I'd always wanted to do. No wrong turns... once again.
So when you think you've made a mistake, think again. Maybe you created a great lesson. Maybe you're giving yourself a new opportunity. Maybe you're really doing the right thing, but just not what you thought you wanted. Every opportunity is an opportunity to see love. I could have been frustrated with my first wrong turn and ruined my mood and my entire trip. Instead I saw divine synchronicity! I could have freaked out about the car problems and the scary-big bill, but instead I saw the Divine protection that I always pray for, and the grace I was given to enjoy the trip without worry. Every time we do something we think is "wrong" we can turn it around by seeing the love within it.
Try it this week - when you find yourself in a situation where you feel you've done or said the "wrong" thing, look for the love. "Seek and ye shall find. Knock and the door will be opened." Have a blessed week.
Love you all,