top of page
Search
Writer's pictureGary Hewitt

Call in the angels

Greetings all and it's time for me to say thank you to Anna and Lisa for liking/commenting on my previous post. As always, it is much appreciated


It's been quite a nice bright day out there hasn't it? I know we ought to appreciate the present moment but I do look forward to where the sun is giving us a little bit more warmth than at present. There is still a decided chill in the air.



It would appear that soon we will have to adapt our spending levels on several fields. A lot of things that we take for granted may have to be put to one side as we explore a more frugal lifestyle. Some may grouse, but spare a thought for those who are experiencing rather more changes to their lives. We are very much a consumer society and all the choices we are used to may well begin to shorten. Change comes in many forms.


I'm looking forward to this weekend too. I've got a lovely Angelic Reiki workshop to run and I can already feel the energy building. It's always a magical weekend and to work with such a delightful source is always a pleasure. Those who are coming along will be in for a treat as will myself of course who has the pleasure of bringing it all together.



I'm also soon to be taking charge of tonight's development group. I know Anna and Lisa have taken part in the past and it's always a good night. You never know quite what will come to pass but I do look forward to it and try and get some nice results too. It shall be intriguing to see what the crystals divine too about what's going on right now. I fancy some interesting results will come to our awareness.




Well, here we are again, another post has come to life and I haven't a clue what will come to pass in the next few lines so here goes nothing.


Dance the trip wire

In blue light juice

Taking the whole of us

Via the harsh nexus


Upon this cold plain

Life's exposition jeers

Points to fool days

Of ambient delusion


Where obedient queues

Dangled pig coins

To squander, stash

On nothing really


On humbug wings

Spoke speaker passways

Revealed archon doors

With serpent locks


They ne'er did yield

Stoic ones secrets

Nay, smash buffers

To parking horse jaws


Stand on crow legs

Accept night gifts

In causal insights

Where all partook


Be the wraith

Forgotten in white

Old names forsaken

To golden sentience

14 views0 comments

Recent Posts

See All

At last

Comments


Post: Blog2_Post
bottom of page