Queen of Dreams Radio
Yesterday was an especially lyrical day. An intuitive session yesterday was absolutely beautiful. I remember only a few things from it, and one was that St. Therese came to talk about being true to who you are. She sang in the sweetest way…I find that I want to hear the songs again and again… yet they are here and then gone again.
The immense love that flowed through me took my breath away and moved me to tears. I was in awe of the soul I read for, and of the Messengers who came. Beautiful…absolutely beautiful. Breathtaking … shining … stunning … words can’t begin to describe.
When people hear me say how grateful I feel, they wonder why… don’t I get ‘used’ to this? No… never. It is too ethereal…too special…too lovely and loving to ever tire of – or even find routine. Each session is special, a communion between the person and God.
Perhaps that is why I enjoyed yesterday so very much. I’ve been busy working…in the business world, in business… always still with people…but truly in my MIND and in BUSINESS. Yesterday put me squarely in my heart. I loved it and felt SO loved. So, so, so loved. Aaaah…exhale.
Every session is a gift. For the person, for me, and for God’s messengers. It is a perfect gift.
Last night on the show… Archangel Gabriel… Gabriella as I’ve been calling her as she has visited so often recently… she took us on a journey of our heart. It was SO much FUN (or at least I thought so!) How beautiful they are… we are!
My heart is overflowing as I rest after a busy week… St. Therese came to my mind… this is what I found about her… completely in line with what she said yesterday in her elegant love. Thank you.
Jesus set before me the book of nature. I understand how all the flowers God has created are beautiful, how the splendor of the rose and the whiteness of the lily do not take away the perfume of the violet or the delightful simplicity of the daisy. I understand that if all flowers wanted to be roses, nature would lose her springtime beauty, and the fields would no longer be decked out with little wild flowers. So it is in the world of souls, Jesus’ garden. He has created smaller ones and those must be content to be daisies or violets destined to give joy to God’s glances when He looks down at His feet. Perfection consists in doing His will, in being what He wills us to be.
