Release hurts…

Angel Haviel

Archangel Haniel’s Message For You Today:
“As you continue to grow spiritually, and practice showing kindness to others, today I ask you to show kindness to yourself. Release past hurts and regrets. It is normal to slip up, to make mistakes, to not be perfect. Be kind and gentle with yourself and see yourself as I see you – a unique, loved being.”

Your Angel Number For Today:
9 – The angelic number 9 supports endings. This is a perfect day to end your self-imposed suffering by living in regret. You are where you are now. If you feel called, you can change the future. Don’t hang onto what is long over.

Action Steps:
Write down at least 10 ways you see yourself to be a loving being, a being loved by your guardian angel. Live by that list.

Affirmation Of The Day:
“Today is a new day and I leave my past behind. I move forward with confidence and no longer press rewind.”
Love & Blessings

Excerpt from The Tempest Act 4, Scene 1
by William Shakespeare
Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp’d towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.
 
Excerpt from “The Tempest” Act 4, Scene 1 by William Shakespeare. Public domain.

Christmas Eve

byMiraEscsndari2

In Act I Scene I of Hamlet, Shakespeare wrote:

“Some say that ever ’gainst that season comes /

Wherein our Saviour’s birth is celebrated, /

This bird of dawning singeth all night long; /

And then, they say, no spirit dare stir abroad, /

The nights are wholesome, then no planets strike, /

No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, /

So hallow’d and so gracious is the time.”

“And Therein Lies the Rub”

And therein lies the rub…
Within the tub
Cause down the drain
Go joy and pain
The merry team descend.

I wonder where
Below the air
My skin cells flow
I cannot know
Their end!

They flow and plant
The seeds to ants
Sprouting roots
Under boots
‘Til seedlings grow again.

I think exists that which I see
when in fact invisibility
is real as me!

Thank you Shakespeare!
Jeanne Poland

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