What are our thoughts for now and the coming months?

I tried to put all of this on the facebook, but of course it was too long, so instead I had to try to get my thoughts back together and put it in this blog.
I am wondering how to make this a better place for all of us to live. As many of you know I am animal lover, so this includes them as well.
I sometimes am not good at keeping in touch with my Higher Power and this always gets me in deep trouble. I need Him to guide me and it seems I have gotten further and further away from asking him to send His angels to help me handle my daily issues. Yes, I am just like you I forget to ask for what I need. I want to think a little about what it is that I do need at this time. There are so many things that I could ask for but what I really believe is my most important desire is to be able to handle life's issues better on a daily basis.
There are some concerns in my life that I want to be able to be at peace with and not to get so upset. I know that if I will ask I will receive what I need to deal with this issue.
I want to think about what good things are in my future from this day on and not to rethink the past. I know there is a brighter future ahead for all of us. Sometimes when we think we are at the very bottom of the pit, look up and you will see a beam of light that is showing all of us that there is hope. I just remembered a time many years ago that is actually bring tears to my eyes,when there was no food for table and I prayed for food and lo and behold there was food. I am not saying it was steak and potatos with all the trimmings but there was food to eat. All we need to do is ask for what it is we need and it will be taken care of.
My thoughts for the season is to make others happier and to help in all the ways that I can. I would like to hear from you and let me know what is going on with you.
I believe we are here to help our brothers and sisters, when one is down it is up to us to bring them up.
There are things going on in this world right now that we all need to be asking how we can help. We get all bogged down with concerns and they make us sad and we think there is nothing we can do about them but remember to ask what you can do to make it better and it will improve, ask your friends and neighbors to do the same. This is not an isolated issue, this is world wide.
Remember power comes in numbers there are things that we can make happen by asking for what we need. There is a lot of unemployment that is very close to us, including some of our own families,and that is very sad expecialy this time of the year but let's nolt forget that we can handle anyting by asking for what it is we need and work with it one day at a time or even 5, 10, 15 minutes at a time we can help solve what it is that is troubling us. I ask that all of you, including my self, remember to ask our Higher Power for what it is we need and be aware of what happens after we do that. I send my blessings to each and everyone of you and to your animals that you may start receiving abundance in your life and that all will be better for you and it will release the troubles that are upon you now.
Bless you and I love you all, let the peace come upon you as it is meant to be.
Until next time may you humble yourself and ask the angels for your needs.
In truth and love I send all my angels to help you in time of need if you think your angels are not there for you. It may take time for some of you to know your angels and to use them as they are waiting and wanting you to just ask for them to help you. The angels cannot interfere with your life unless you ask them. Try it and see what you think. I have never heard of it failing yet.
My angels as well as your have been with us all the days of our lives, they brought us here, will be with daily, and they will take us back to our Heavenly home when it is time. I am not a religious person but I am a spiritual person and I believe in a Higher Power that is here for us when we need. Just remember to ask.

Do you know your life purpose?

How committed are you to doing your life purpose? If you know your life purpose and are not doing it, are you happy with your life?
These are some of the thoughts that have been going through my mind recently. My answers are yes, I know my life purpose and apparently I was not committed to doing it as I thought I was. And the last but definitely not the least is NO, I am not happy with my life.
I have been unhappy for so many years by going against what I knew was right for me. I listened to my ego and not my heart. I am beginning to work myself out of the situation I have been in and have started to live my life purpose. I am not saying this is going to be easy. I have attempted several times to do this but this time I am so determined to break free that I have the vision of my next home and how my days will be while I am doing my life purpose.
No matter what your life purpose is you will begin to have your greatest happiness when you start to live your purpose.
My life purpose is to teach on several different subjects. It is whatever the angels and spirits give me to speak and teach on. When my life is in order I can do my best at angel readings and teachings and helping others.
I am loking forward to living my life purpose and I hope that there has been some little thing that I have said that would help you to have a better day.
Until then, here's wishing you a very blessed day.

Another Day in Grace's Life with the Angels

Another Day in Grace's Life with the Angels

Yes, another day with angels.  Are we happy the angels are here to guide us and answer our questions when we have them?  I know that I am.

It seems they have done a great performance on helping me with my diet this week.  I am, as some of you know, on the hcg diet and have been since January 11, 2010.  I am on my second series of injections now and, this morning when I weighed, I had lost 2.6 pounds since yesterday.  WOO HOO!!!!!  I am so happy about that that I even gave myself a gold star in my journal!  This is the most weight I have lost in one day.  My total weight loss is 30 pounds.  I have heard, as I am sure some of you have, "Slow is Real".  In my case, I am so grateful there are little nudges from my angels that remind me about my goal of losing weight.  I am getting better at listening to them and seeing the results of what I am given, just by listening and doing what they suggest.

During the past few weeks, the angels and I have been doing some gardening and are now seeing what wonderful gifts we have been given.  I don't have the "natural green thumb" but the flowers are so gorgeous as they are sprouting from their bulbs.  Well, actually the green stems and leaves are just coming up now, but I am ever so thankful that they have even started to come through the ground.  I just know the flowers will be bountiful and beautiful because of the intent we had as we planted them.  My tomato plants are growing, although no tomatoes yet.  I know there will be plenty for me and my friends.  I love to share my veggies and flowers with others.  I haven't done alot of gardening, so when they start to put out their blooms, I get excited to see what is coming next.  I just love this time of year, don't you?

I am getting ready for a large garage sale with some friends and will soon have the garage for my car.  LOL.  I have found things I totally forgot about.  You know those things you put back and are going to use for crafts and never have the time because of our active minds are on to something else.  I don't consider myself a hoarder because the things need to be put in plastic boxes and put away neatly.  I am thinking I may have too many things to put in a garage sale, so I may have to have 2 or 3 sales.  I just got a message to "dig a little deeper", so I guess that means I need to still get out more things to go into the sale.

I belong to the Red Hat Society and I have mentioned in some of my other blogs that I owned several booths in markets and sold Red Hat items.  I even decorated my hats, and I thought the angels and I did quite well.  I sold many of them and also donated several items for those less fortunate than others and to various causes.  I try not to do any major projects without asking the angels to assist me.  In the past years, sometimes I didn't ask for their guidance and would either overdo or underdo the designs on my crafts.

Remember in my last blog, I told you about my first motorcycle ride.  I need to correct a mistake I made about the miles ridden.  It was more like 130 miles rather than the 70 that I had said at the time.  I was reminded that I rode from Oklahoma to Arkansas to Joplin Missouri and that was about twice the distance that I thought I had ridden.  Since then, I did another bike ride from Joplin to Nevada, Missouri, about 132 miles roundtrip.  

WOW!  I'm really racking up the miles for a 70-year-old, that is just starting a new part of her life.  What a ride this has been!  I love it!  Life is great when you aren't afraid to embrace it and know only good will come from it.  Change is what you make of it.  Let go of the past that is not good for you any longer.  Make changes and encourage others to do the same.

I always want to remember the past (but not dwell on it).  The past is what made us what we are today.  I am on a journey and the end is not in the near future, so live the best you can for today and strive to make another person or animal happy.  You will be remembered for the happiness you brought to another.

i am finishing up my 6-week course this Thursday and will be offering another free class in the near future.  E-mail me or post on my Facebook or website what you would like to know more about.  Ask any questions about the angels or spirits or just let me know how you like my Blogs.  Don't forget you can make comments on the Blogs.

We are all in some sort of change in our lives and I am interested in what you are doing in your life. Won't you share with me and my readers?

'Til we talk again, the angels, spirits and I wish you wonderful opportunities to communicate with us more.

Angel Blessings,

Grace

At 70 Years Old, I Started Riding a Motorcycle

At 70 Years Old, I Started Riding a Motorcycle

Believe it or not, I had an urge to ride a motorcycle at this time in my life.  After researching some websites, I found a person who was advertising for a rider to go with him on a long ride.  I contacted him and, since he lived close, we met.  He told me about his riding career, how long he had been riding, the safety classes he had taken, and that he had one wreck when he was young, but has not had one since.

I am sure this was quite a sight to see, me trying to get my short leg over the cycle and get settled on the back seat.  We rode about 70 miles and I loved every minute of it!

If you can see yourself doing something, you can do it.  Are you waiting to have more fun in your life and just not taking steps to do it?  Are you having messages to change your life in some way?

Have you done everything you ever wanted to do?  If not, what is holding you back?  It may be time to give it some thought and start experiencing more in your life to add pleasure and make memories for the future.

While working as a hospice social worker in the Las Vegas NV area and making visits to my nursing home patients, I often thought about the lives they had before they became elderly and unable to care for themselves.  Some of my patients would tell me about their experiences that they had in their younger years.

One of my patients had a beautiful picture of herself when she was younger hanging on the wall.  She was wearing large, expensive diamonds and said she had several guards with her at the time.  She seemed to have enjoyed her life very much and loved to talk about her experiences in life.  She also had a large photo album with many of her own photos as well as her family photos.  Her family confirmed that she had been a model and she always enjoyed sharing her experiences.

Others would share their stories with me.  Some seemed to have had a life they thoroughly enjoyed, while others seemed to not have fond memories of their past.  I often felt some of the patients who were passing over had more difficulty if they hadn't had the experiences they wanted to have in their life.

It made me stop and think about what I wanted in my life.  I wanted fond memories of what I had done and not have many things left undone that I wanted to do and didn't get around to it.

Have you received any messages recently that may be suggesting that you take a closer look at how you live your life?  Are you feeling like there is something you would like to do but don't dare try to do it?  are you doing the same thing day after day, but knowing there is something you still want to do?

Ask the angels if you are having any of these feelings.  Take the time to communicate with your angels.  Many times we may ask for something but have doubts that we will get it.  Instead of thinking negatively, start to think more positively.  Take the attitude that you can ask, believe, and receive anything you want in your life.

I invite you to go to my website, www.gracelobermier.com, and ask for free literature which tells you how to communicate with your angels to be sent to you.

Thanks for joining me on my blog and website.

Angel Blessings,

Grace

"Spiritual Intuitive", "Psychic", and "Medium"

"Spiritual Intuitive", "Psychic", and "Medium"

What do these words mean to you?  Many people have various meanings attached to them.  I believe the various meanings come from the knowledge they have on the topics, what they have read or haven't read, heard and haven't heard.  Some people will only read from the Bible and therefore, have no other references or meanings to attach to the words. Many people are interpreting the Bible to mean so many different things as we evolve on the earthly plane.  This is not to exclude the Bible, but there are other sources of information.

I am not here to convince you that you are not right, but just to give a different definition to what you may be thinking.  Please join me with an open mind as you read this blog.

Your psychic ability has been with you since the day you were born, or perhaps even for centuries before you were born.  Everyone enters into the world with an innate ability to sense information that seems to come from outside, or beyond, themselves.

Maybe one of the following has happened to you in one degree or another.  Each is an example of a psychic phenomenon:

• You anticipate that the phone is going to ring - and you even know who is on the other end before picking up the receiver (and all this without the help of the Caller ID).

• You constantly find yourself in the right place at the right time.  For example, the person sitting next to you in the jury pool happens to be a piano teacher - and you just inherited a new piano!

• You buy a gift for a friend, only to discover that your friend has been looking for that item unsuccessfully for quite a while and had not told you or anyone else about it.

• You may dream about a place you've never been to before and discover, upon visiting it, that it looks just like you dreamed it.

• You're teamed up with a new business associate with whom you feel instantly comfortable.  Before the end of your first meeting, you are finishing each other's sentences.

But, if being psychic is so common - if everyone is psychic- why don't we talk about it more often?  Unfortunately, people in our western culture are not openly encouraged to acknowledge and train their intuitive skills.  As school children are focused on mastering their ABCs and 123s, most of us have never been required to take an emotional or psychic IQ test!  Yet, according to LIFE Magazine, a recent poll showed that 60% of Americans believe they've had at least one psychic experience in their lives.  For now, rest assured that you are indeed psychic, and that what you need now is the confidence to get started on developing this wonderful gift.


Perhaps the vocabulary of psychic intuition is another thing that makes accepting and discussing "psychic stuff" seem so scary and intimidating.  You will be seeing and reading different words such as clairsentience, ESP, psychometry, psychokinesis, remote viewing, channeling, precognition, the paranormal and more.  Don't worry about what they mean right now.  Just remember the range of the words used to psychic phenomena is as varied as psychic experiences themselves.  The study of psychic phenomenon is called parapsychology.

Being psychic means many different things to many different people.  It's a word that has been around the block a time or two, so it's carrying a bit of extra baggage.  For one thing, psychic can refer either to the ability to transcend concrete knowledge or to a person who has this ability.  Some people view the word "psychic" from a rather superstitious angle, giving added negative or, sometimes even evil, connotation.  It is not unusual for people to fear something that has no rational explanation.

When you're "being psychic", you're accessing knowledge without understanding how or why that knowledge is given to you.  You just know it!  Being psychic is about trust - trusting that your source of information is more powerful than your own imagination, and trusting that it's there for your greatest good.

One reason why psychic experiences are hard to describe is because they occur in a non-physical realm, which means they aren't concrete.  You can't touch them, feel them, or take them home to show mother.  It can be very difficult to prove them.  Here the key lesson to learn is to have faith - not necessarily in a Higher Power - but in yourself.  The foundation of improving your psychic power is trusting in yourself.  As the saying goes "Trust your intuition."

In fact, I believe the words "psychic" and "intuition" are interchangeable.  In my practice, I refer to myself as a Spiritual Intuitive as well as a Psychic/Medium.  The word intuitive adds a whole new light on being psychic, since it focuses on discerning truth through a direct unexplained source of knowledge as compared to receiving information from a supernatural force.  "Intuitive"  suggests the information sent or received finds its origin inside one's self.  So, if you work on developing your ability to think and feel intuitively, you're being psychic!

Angels In Disguise

A Man and His Dog

One of my friends, sent me an email with this beautiful story. Some of you may have read it as well. This particular story touched my heart and I am still thinking about the disguises of how angels appear to us. I cried when I read it and I am crying again as I am reading and rewriting it now. The angels are sent to us just at the right time in our lives and spend their time with us to comfort and love us as no other can. I know there are others like I, that when the angels and spirits give you a message you know it. I will leave that with you and I ask that you read it aloud. For me I really get the true meaning when I hear it as well as read it. Please let me know on my website, www.gracelobermier.com comment page, how you felt after reading it. Are you letting the angels work in your life? You don’t have to walk through life alone. The angels are with us 24/7. They are there with humor and with seriousness. Don’t be afraid to laugh or cry with them. Share your emotions and be free from them.

Old Man and the Dog

"Watch out! You nearly broadsided that car!" My father yelled at me. "Can't you do anything right?"

Those words hurt worse than blows. I turned my head toward the elderly man in the seat beside me, daring me to challenge him. A lump rose in my throat as I averted my eyes. I wasn't prepared for another battle.

"I saw the car, Dad. Please don't yell at me when I'm driving.."

My voice was measured and steady, sounding far calmer than I really felt. Dad glared at me, then turned away and settled back. At home, I left Dad in front of the television and went outside to collect my thoughts.... Dark, heavy clouds hung in the air with a promise of rain. The rumble of distant thunder seemed to echo my inner turmoil. What could I do about him?

Dad had been a lumberjack in Washington and Oregon. He had enjoyed being outdoors and had reveled in pitting his strength against the forces of nature. He had entered grueling lumberjack competitions, and had placed often. The shelves in his house were filled with trophies that attested to his prowess.

The years marched on relentlessly. The first time he couldn't lift a heavy log, he joked about it; but later that same day I saw him outside alone, straining to lift it. He became irritable whenever anyone teased him about his advancing age, or when he couldn't do something he had done as a younger man.

Four days after his sixty-seventh birthday, he had a heart attack. An ambulance sped him to the hospital while a paramedic administered CPR to keep blood and oxygen flowing.

At the hospital, Dad was rushed into an operating room. He was lucky; he survived. But something inside Dad died. His zest for life was gone. He obstinately refused to follow doctor's orders. Suggestions and offers of help were turned aside with sarcasm and insults. The number of visitors thinned, then finally stopped altogether. Dad was left alone.....

My husband, Dick, and I asked Dad to come live with us on our small farm. We hoped the fresh air and rustic atmosphere would help him adjust.

Within a week after he moved in, I regretted the invitation. It seemed nothing was satisfactory. He criticized everything I did. I became frustrated and moody. Soon I was taking my pent-up anger out on Dick. We began to bicker and argue.

Alarmed, Dick sought out our pastor and explained the situation. The clergyman set up weekly counseling appointments for us. At the close of each session he prayed, asking God to soothe Dad's troubled mind.

But the months wore on and God was silent. Something had to be done and it was up to me to do it.

The next day I sat down with the phone book and methodically called each of the mental health clinics listed in the Yellow Pages. I explained my problem to each of the sympathetic voices that answered in vain.

Just when I was giving up hope, one of the voices suddenly exclaimed, "I just read something that might help you! Let me go get the article.."

I listened as she read. The article described a remarkable study done at a nursing home. All of the patients were under treatment for chronic depression. Yet their attitudes had improved dramatically when they were given responsibility for a dog.

I drove to the animal shelter that afternoon. After I filled out a questionnaire, a uniformed officer led me to the kennels. The odor of disinfectant stung my nostrils as I moved down the row of pens. Each contained five to seven dogs. Long-haired dogs, curly-haired dogs, black dogs, spotted dogs all jumped up, trying to reach me. I studied each one but rejected one after the other for various reasons too big, too small, too much hair. As I neared the last pen a dog in the shadows of the far corner struggled to his feet, walked to the front of the run and sat down. It was a pointer, one of the dog world's aristocrats. But this was a caricature of the breed.

Years had etched his face and muzzle with shades of gray. His hip bones jutted out in lopsided triangles. But it was his eyes that caught and held my attention. Calm and clear, they beheld me unwaveringly.

I pointed to the dog. "Can you tell me about him?"

The officer looked, then shook his head in puzzlement. "He's a funny one. Appeared out of nowhere and sat in front of the gate. We brought him in, figuring someone would be right down to claim him. That was two weeks ago and we've heard nothing. His time is up tomorrow." He gestured helplessly.

As the words sank in I turned to the man in horror. "You mean you're going to kill him?" "Ma'am," he said gently, "that's our policy. We don't have room for every unclaimed dog."

I looked at the pointer again. The calm brown eyes awaited my decision. "I'll take him," I said.

I drove home with the dog on the front seat beside me. When I reached the house, I honked the horn twice. I was helping my prize out of the car when Dad shuffled onto the front porch. "Ta-da! Look what I got for you, Dad!" I said excitedly.

Dad looked, then wrinkled his face in disgust. "If I had wanted a dog, I would have gotten one. And I would have picked out a better specimen than that bag of bones. Keep it! I don't want it" Dad waved his arm scornfully and turned back toward the house.

Anger rose inside me. It squeezed together my throat muscles and pounded into my temples. "You'd better get used to him, Dad. He's staying!"  Dad ignored me. "Did you hear me, Dad?" I yelled.

At those words Dad whirled angrily, his hands clenched at his sides, his eyes narrowed and blazing with hate.  We stood glaring at each other like duelists, when suddenly the pointer pulled free from my grasp. He wobbled toward my dad and sat down in front of him. Then slowly, carefully, he raised his paw..

Dad's lower jaw trembled as he stared at the uplifted paw. Confusion replaced the anger in his eyes. The pointer waited patiently. Then Dad was on his knees hugging the animal.

It was the beginning of a warm and intimate friendship. Dad named the pointer Cheyenne. Together he and Cheyenne explored the community. They spent long hours walking down dusty lanes. They spent reflective moments on the banks of streams, angling for tasty trout. They even started to attend Sunday services together, Dad sitting in a pew and Cheyenne lying quietly at his feet.

Dad and Cheyenne were inseparable throughout the next three years. Dad's bitterness faded, and he and Cheyenne made many friends. Then late one night I was startled to feel Cheyenne's cold nose burrowing through our bed covers. He had never before come into our bedroom at night. I woke Dick, put on my robe and ran into my father's room. Dad lay in his bed, his face serene. But his spirit had left quietly sometime during the night.

Two days later my shock and grief deepened when I discovered Cheyenne lying dead beside Dad's bed. I wrapped his still form in the rag rug he had slept on. As Dick and I buried him near a favorite fishing hole, I silently thanked the dog for the help he had given me in restoring Dad's peace of mind.

The morning of Dad's funeral dawned overcast and dreary. This day looks like the way I feel, I thought, as I walked down the aisle to the pews reserved for family. I was surprised to see the many friends Dad and Cheyenne had made filling the church. The pastor began his eulogy. It was a tribute to both Dad and the dog who had changed his life. And then the pastor turned to Hebrews 13:2. "Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for by this some have entertained angels without knowing it. I've often thanked God for sending that angel," he said.

For me, the past dropped into place, completing a puzzle that I had not seen before: the sympathetic voice that had just read the right article...Cheyenne's unexpected appearance at the animal shelter…his calm acceptance and complete devotion to my father…and the proximity of their deaths.

And suddenly I understood. I knew that God had answered my prayers after all.

Life is too short for drama or petty things, so laugh hard, love truly and forgive quickly. Live While You Are Alive. Forgive now those who made you cry. You might not get a second time.

The Joys of Today

Good evening Everyone,
I have had a wonderful day and I hope all of you have also.  Today is Palm Sunday, which we know as a special day for the Christian religion.  Other faiths are observing their holidays during this time of year also.  We have so much to be grateful for and all too often, we forget to look at all we have been graciously given.  I was fortunate to have attended a wonderful worship service this morning and met a group of really nice women in Tulsa this afternoon, then attended a most wonderful singing service featuring Kenny Puffer, a local here in Tulsa, tonight.  It has been a blessed day. 

I have been having requests to do more angel work now and I am thrilled about that.  I am going to teach a small class to my niece and some of her friends Friday April 2nd.  They have been eager to learn more about how to connect with their angels.  I am preparing for my free preview teleclass, 7 Techniques to Connecting With Your Angels on April 7th at 8 p.m. CDT.  I am also planning on meeting with a group of women in Tulsa to do a mini workshop on How to Connect With Your Deceased Loved Ones in the near future.  The angels have been busy getting me out there to make new friends and to connect with ones that may want to know more about the spiritual realm.  I would like to invite all of you to join me for the FREE teleclass on April 7th.  Just go to my website and sign in which will give you the directions on what to do next.

I will leave you tonight with the thought of tomorrow being even better than today.

You are blessed and loved by your angels and are never alone.

Angel Blessings,
Grace - The Angel Lady