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The Gift

Suzi Hendricks — Tue, 30 Aug 2011 10:43:09 +0000

Gave someone an anonymous gift,

could really see her glow.

It warmed my heart to see her smile,

twas providing an excellent show.

Then something happened next,

it felt kind of icky inside,

she thought it came from someone else,

left me feeling a foolish pride.

At that strange little moment,

I realized something big,

I wonder how God and angels feel,

when we do the same darn thing.

Then I heard my answer,

it was oh so loud and clear,

doesn’t matter who gets the credit,

it’s the glow that’s oh so dear.

The many gifts of Spirit,

present themselves everyday,

with no strings or limitations,

to what Spirit does purvey.

~ From My Holy Heart to Yours, Suzi ^I^ ~

SPIRIT’S PART

Suzi Hendricks — Tue, 17 May 2011 16:05:31 +0000

This morning I wrote a poem about decision and discernment. I was inspired by a question a loved one had posed, however I knew that the message in the poem was meant for me as well, just works that way it does! Yee gad even the poor dog was picking up on my energy, bless her heart. (yes I have found we say ‘bless her heart’ a lot in the south) in and out in and out in and out. I think she had gone in and out at least 2 dozen times before 10:00 this morning. There have been 2 major things that I have been contemplating. One is my teaching/speaking/book tour and the other my energy work. I realize I can put both on my plate, however, I would rather taste the deliciousness and enjoy each bite of what is on my plate rather then have all the tastes blend together. Even as a child I kept the food on my plate from touching each other, why would I want them all stirred together now. The answer was becoming clearer and clearer. I then asked myself a simple question …. is this from Love or from fear. Yikes, ouch, hiccup, bump! I know which way my heart is guiding me, what I truly love is teaching and speaking. What I feared was failure of the tour to launch. So I sat with my SELF this morning. I then reached for my handy dandy book “Daily Guidance from Spirit: The Awakened Angel” and asked for guidance in regards to this issue, and I was not disappointed, as I was sure I had made up my mind, I was in fact given the confirmation I needed. So now I open my heart and my mind to all the possibilities that will come my way for this tour. I have spoken before about the name of the tour “Holy G.R.I.T.S.”

(Grace Realized Individually Through Spirit) How will this happen …. That’s Spirit’s part, lining up the people, places, and things!

Thank You for allowing me to share another part of the Adventures of An Awakened Angel with you

I LOVE YOU

Suziangel224/Cera

THE PARABLE OF THE EAGLE

Suzi Hendricks — Sun, 15 May 2011 22:21:34 +0000

Let me share with you a story about an eagle.

The day had come for a young eagle to leave it’s nest. This newly found freedom felt energizing to the eagle. Then one day the young eagle was soaring. Although not at a very high altitude, like wiser eagles do, and was injured by an arrow. She found herself falling to the ground. Very soon afterwards a kind and compassionate man happened by, finding the eagle. Oh the eagle screeched and fought against this man as he worked to save her. Yet the eagle felt something different, the eagle felt the love inside this being and although the eagle did not understand what love was, this youngling could sense it. He took the injured raptor into his heart and gave her the nourishment he thought she required. He had placed a tether on the eagles leg and place her in his barn, tethering her to a large perch, in the hope that one day soon she would be healed and fly free. This tether bothered the young eagle and she wondered why she had to wear it. Even with all the kindness and compassion this man had to offer he thought it best to leave her tethered until she could learn how to fly again. This kindly man was feeding her the best that he knew how, and yet the eagle longed to fly again and catch her own food. Her freedom was calling. Each day the eagle grew stronger. She knew her freedom was near, she could sense it. But the man had grown attached to the eagle. So many beautiful things had come into his life while she was with him. The man had filled this great bird with Love, Kindness, and Compassion. For surely he knew that while he did not do these acts for there reward, he knew he was rewarded. Some time had passed now, the beautiful eagle was no longer a youngling, her head was now a full white plumage. She saw the sunlight come in through the cracks in the barn each day. Then one night she pecked away at the tether, keenly aware that her freedom lies beyond the walls. She had sensed the light coming that next morning. The moment the door to the barn had opened she took to flight and she was filled with light and she now truly enjoys the freedom that she had once taken for granted.

I AM THE EAGLE!

Grace be with you on your journey

~ Suziangel224/Cera ~ I LOVE YOU ~