Nov 27, 2008

We put up our Christmas tree almost two weeks ago, and it was a bittersweet experience.

Oct 22, 2008

23 September 2008

I am now an authorised teacher of Elisabeth Jensen's Angel Miracles course.

So what does that mean, you may ask. I think the more appropriate question is what does it mean to me?

In this issue, Jasmine channels a message from Archangel Gabriel instead of writing her usual column.

15th August 2008

Dear ones,

I attended a birthday party recently, and it was one of the best that I've been to in a while. The food was excellent; the music was great, and the company, even better.

June 15, 2008

In one version of his book, The Alchemist, Paolo Coelho had a prologue that gave a twist to the old story of Narcissus, a handsome but vain young man who was so taken with the beauty of his own reflection in the lake that he fell in love with it and refused to leave the banks of that lake until finally, he died of unrequited love.

In the prologue, the lake wept at his demise. But not for the reasons you would think.

“I wept for Narcissus but I never noticed that Narcissus was beautiful. I weep because each time he knelt beside my banks, I could see in the depths of his eyes my own beauty reflected.”

I couldn’t help smiling when I read that, but it also made me think.

How often do I look at things only in a certain way, without realizing that mine is not the only perspective?

Up until a month ago, I was so miserable at the office that I had to drag myself out of bed to get to work in the mornings.

There is a department head who has been making life miserable for her subordinates. She is arrogant, high-handed and a bully. And she expends a lot of energy making sure that everyone knows she’s in charge.

Frustrated and demoralized, the persecuted share sob stories with one another. Spur-of-the-moment, whispered rantings between two or three people during the workday occur fairly often.

At first, I tried not to be a part of it. But gradually as I, too, got more than my share of “persecution”, I couldn’t help feeling just as outraged as the rest of my colleagues.

May 3, 2008

I manifested a miracle the other day, but I have to confess that I’m not quite sure how I did it.

I mean, I’ve known for a while now about the universal law of attraction, which says that I can attract the people, situations and things that I want into my life if I put my mind to it.

I’ve read about, been to talks on, and know people who speak of attracting and creating our own perfect world – how we deserve and can have the perfect partner, a wonderful job and all the good things in life, and how abundance is simply a thought away.

Easier said than done, I thought.

For most of us who have lived our lives believing that we’re a miserable, undeserving lot who have to work hard and make sacrifices in order to get what we want, a complete change of mindset is required. And that, dear friends, is a lot more difficult to do than manifesting a miracle.

A colleague recently came up to me and asked: “What’s this I hear about you working with the angels? Is it Christian?”

“I’m Christian, but the work I do is non-denominational,” I answered.

“But are your angels from God?” she wanted to know.

Annoyed, I countered: “Where do you think angels come from?”

Wisely, she backed off.

I wish that little encounter had ended differently. There was so much that I could have shared about my beliefs and the spiritual work that I do, yet because I knew it would be difficult for her to accept something that was beyond the boundaries of her Catholic faith, I was loath to try.

If I had the chance to repeat the encounter, this is what I would say:

Jasmine has channeled a message by Archangel Gabriel for her column in this issue:

14 March 2008

Dear ones,

Do not be angry and sad. We, the angels, know that so many things are not going the way you want it to right now. Your life is either in a state of flux and turmoil, or in a state where nothing seems able to move forward.

All your best-laid plans appear to have been for nought, and what you have spent days and weeks and, perhaps, even months planning and praying for is now like a mule that will not move, no matter how hard you pull or shove it.

But until you realise and accept that God is at the wheel, with you as His co-pilot, your life will continue thus.

For, you see, prayer is not about asking only for your wants. It is about asking for the highest good for all, then listening and watching for God’s answer, and abiding by it.

On the last weekend of January, I was told that the year 2008 will be one of endings for me.

At the time, all I could think about was that I was finally going to get to say goodbye to my job and get on with my spiritual work. But that, it seemed, was only a part of the whole.

For within a span of just nine days immediately after that, I had to bid farewell to two very special beings who have been a part of my life for the 18-and-a-half years that Brian and I have been married.

Our brother-in-law Royce, after battling cancer for almost two years, passed away on Jan 27.

When we went to see him at the hospice just a few days before, the man lying on the bed was a shell of the shell that he had been when we saw him at his home just a month ago.