Imagine an Angel appears before you.

The Angel is hovering,
slightly above the floor
and as you are pondering
the wonder of her beauty she says.....

“Peace in your heart . . .
a stillness about you . . .
do you know what a quiet moment
like this feels like?

Do you take a moment to go inside,
and feel what you are feeling . . .
or are you blocking yourself . . .
from yourself?

Are you burying your heart
as a dead past . . .
in a living body?

Are you ignoring your need to feel,
to express emotions?

Are you ignoring your Loved ones' emotions
and their emotional needs . . .
so that you do not have to address yours?

Why would one take the sacred moments
of their life and turn them into mediocre ones?

Why would one bury all their emotions
and their spirituality,
when that is part of the joy of life?

To bury past pain . . .
it is like a treacherous undertow,
it pulls all other feelings with it,
until you are like an empty and broken seashell
on the beach.

You look like form . . .
but all your insides are gone.

Others see you as they pass by,
on the journey of their life.

The precious moments of your life
are slipping by,
ticking by.

Find a clock where the numbers of the seconds show,
and then watch it,
watch the seconds skip by . . .
that is your life . . .
each second is
your precious life,
each second adds to the next
and soon a minute,
an hour,
a day slips by . . .
unnoticed and the years pass . . .
and one day you wake up . . .
and wonder . . .
wonder where time went . . .
and how you got to this age
and this place of yourself.

And we say,
you are not a sleeping beauty,
you are a zombie human,
the saddest kind . . .
that life awaits you,
the treasures of it lie everywhere.

Seek out others to laugh with,
to give joy to.

When was the last time you gently took
the hand of an elderly person and listened . . .
and saw that surprise in their voice
that so much time had passed, so quickly . . .
and heard what they said to you.

Do not discount others and their emotions
and their wisdom,
for in doing so . . .
you discount yourself.

You are not a turtle
who can pull in their head
and think the world disappears . . .
for it keeps on ticking . . .
and as others walk along
and see the turtle “hiding”
they laugh to themselves . . .
for it is only hiding from itself . . .
everyone else can plainly see
it on their path.

TICK.......TICK.......TICK.....
become all that you were meant to be,
share your Love,
your laughter,
your pain and confusion,
and emerge,
and swim with strength,
and ease,
in the seas of life.

Enjoy the sun of others’ Love,
bask in its warmth,
come out and play
in the play ground of life.

TICK.......TICK........TICK.....”

Author: Mary Ellen, messages are received
into my heart from the Angels and emailed
directly into yours!