Several days ago, I was made aware of someone dropping off this little package on my door step. The thing that made me aware was our dog Daisy protecting us from immanent danger! By the time I was able to actually get to the front door, the deliverer had vanished.
As I looked over this interesting little package, I still couldn’t figure out what it was. I did not take my own advise and open it up. This is something I’m always amazed when someone gets a letter, or package and keeps looking at it trying tp figure out who sent it, or what it’s about. This time it was me who did this, and in the end, I thought it was rather stupid that didn’t just unwrap it, but I guess the fun of something like this is the anticipation of getting something interesting, or exciting, or even in the case of an envelope…..money
As I carefully pulled the bow to see what was next, it still took me a few minutes to figure out who sent it, and what it was. My dear friend. Debra Zachau had so cleverly wrapped up a deck of Inspirational cards she had designed. I constantly had told her how beautiful the sayings were, and how much they resonated with me. I was beyond excited to see this deck sitting right on my kitchen counter, and couldn’t wait to see what they had to say.
Debra is an amazing Tarot Card reader and medium. She has developed these Daily Oracle cards, Angels in the Garden, and they are lovely. I use cards to do my own readings. Usually at the end of a reading, I’ll draw a card, and I’m always amazed how accurate they are, and how they support my own readings. If there is anything I have learned from honing my mediumship skills is that I don’t question the wisdom of Spirit, or the Divine.
Angels in the Garden
So here we go, I’m going to draw a general card from Angels in the Garden. It will be for everyone, so lets see what spirit has to say to us.
Spirit says to …….. Be Flexible……
It’s time to yield to all strong people and situations around you. Now is the time to allow hard words to pass through you and turn to mist! Angels will help you. This will keep you safe until you can move away from these difficult things. It’s time for action. Time to move.
Well there it is, a message from Spirit, and I have to say it’s appropriate for everyone.
If you’d care to have these great cards, you can contact Debra Zachau @ (760) 622-1881
Thank you for stopping to take time to read Stone Soup, see you soon. Karen
The photos of me at the end of 6th grade wouldn’t load, so art is what you get!
When I was at the end of sixth grade, I thought I was pretty darn grown up. Then I started what was then called “Junior High,” and things really changed. I no longer thought I was the cats pajamas because I now was a small fish in a big pond.
Fast forward to high school…..
Again I thought I was going to be the cool one in school because I was entering a new phase in my life, High School! I went to Van Nuys High in the San Fernando Valley. In those days VNH was the place all the kids from families that were in the film industry went to school, and I was going to school with them. Natalie Wood, Stacy Keach both went there, but I didn’t know either of them. High School wasn’t quite as glamorous as I thought it would be, but there I was trying to be a cool kid, and still keeping up with my grades. That wasn’t easy since I was basically majoring in “Boys!” To be honest, the boys situation was a bit discouraging as well. There wasn’t the selection I had anticipated, but what was available had to do!
Faster forward…..
Once out of high school, again I thought my knowledge was primmer and with nothing more to learn, I tried my hand at a local community college. The thought of studying literally made me sick to my stomach, so I decided to once again major in “boys!” There I had a much better selection, however still not quite up to my expectations.
My next door neighbor was just entering a university, and invited me to go to one of the groups of interest she signed up for. This one was a skiing club, and reluctantly I went to her first meeting with her. Wow, now this was what I was talking about!!!
BOYS…
They were everywhere, tall ones, short ones, skinny ones, stocky ones. There was a boy for every occasion. They looked at both of us like they had never seen girls before, and we were in seventh heaven! Conversations were easy, not like those lowly high school boys. They hadn’t learned how to talk to girls yet. Before we knew it, we were both invited by the boys to go skiing with them, and hang out. My friend wasn’t intimidated, but I was passing myself off as a college student, and I wasn’t. So after the meeting I quickly disappeared into the sunset, not to be heard of since. I lived out my days in high school quietly, and as quickly as I could.
After graduating I thought my life was my own. I’m free as a bird, with nothing to stop me! Sure that’s what I thought, then reality set in. My parents were very strict, and I still couldn’t go anywhere without their approval….I was humiliated! I was an all knowing, graduate, and adult now, how could they treat me that way? I know they were just trying to do the best they could, but at the time I couldn’t understand why their job wasn’t finished.
Me at “21”
The following year, I met the love of my life, we married soon after, and started our family. First a son, then three years later another son. By five years later, I had divorced, remarried, and had a daughter. I was a young, all knowing mother of three with one divorce under my belt. Boy was I cool!
Fast forward a few years!
Almost seventeen years later, my kids are getting big with two boys in high school, and a daughter in elementary school. My hands were full, and I was running a business., and holding down a full time job. As I look back, I wonder how I found the energy, or the time to do all of this. But I did, and it worked. I had a lot of energy, and of course I was all knowing. That helped! I knew exactly what I was doing, and where I was going. How cool was I?
Then the stuff hit the fan…..
One day my husband came home and told me he was dating a blond waitress, and because I was so cool, he knew I’d understand & be OK with it. I certainly was OK with it! I guess I figured it was time… and so I decided since I knew everything there was to know, it was time for my children and I to go. And we went…
It was a struggle, but somehow we did it. The kids and I had a Charlie Brown Christmas , and ate hotdogs & baked beans for some time, but we did it, and we were better for it. My dad use to say, “What doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger!” “Thank you Dad, I hate to admit it, but you were right!” How true that was… We have all grown, and become stronger, and better people because of this little bump in the road. Looking back, that’s all it was, just a bump in the road.
Many years later in the middle of working my second job, I met a local man, we dated for a while, and decided to marry. They say the third time is the charm. Apparently they were right, because we are now going on thirty years of marriage. Everyone is doing well, and we are all happy.
The point of this entire story is this, I have learned by trial and error that the Older I get, the less I know!Yup I was cool then, and slightly cooler now.
As most of us do get older, and each day I learn something I didn’t know, and each day I reflect on how much is in our world to yet learn, I’m curious, I want to know things, and I learn every day. But every day I’m on this amazing earth, I realize how much there is to learn, how much it has to offer, and we only have so much time. It’s undetermined, Don’t waste it!
With much love, I thank you for stopping to read Stone Soup.
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