Saturday, February 26, 2011


Back in this post, I told you about an angel channeler that spoke with the son of a friend. Today we got the transcript of part of it:

Kyle: Can I ask you about a person in Heaven? Robby Miller.
Ann: Yes, he doesn't seem old. He looks to be your age.
Kyle: He died when he was a baby from SIDS.
Ann: Ah, he decided to age in Heaven. We are souls first. When you're on the other side you can choose what form to take. He has a good sense of humor! He said that it's for your sake because talking with him couldn't work if he was sucking his thumb. :) He's kind of a smart aleck.

Ann: He said that his life and death were for his parent's sake - not his. They needed to learn about forgiving themselves. They felt that they had a part in causing his death. They had to learn to not be perfect.

Kyle: Can you ask him about firetrucks?
Ann: Did you two used to play with firetrucks? When you mentioned them he smiled.
Kyle: I talked to a Native American and he mentioned a firetruck when I mentioned Robby.
Ann: It must have been in a past life because Robby is showing me a full size firetruck. Not a toy. He's showing me firemen and the Chicago fire. You were friends in a past life. You've always been friends.

Kyle: Can I call on him? What would it be like if he was still alive?
Ann: You would be buddies. He knows that in the soul, there is always more to life than meets the eye. He says that God is bigger than people think - He's more than people can handle. Robby knows that he is a soul.

Ann: Yes you can call on him. When you see beings that are out of place - like a squirrel or something - that is him.

I'm not sure what to think of this. On first thought, what she says sounds hokey and fake, like she used what Kyle said and made it up as she went. I don't really believe in this sort of thing, conversing with "souls", at least not the way this lady does it. I do believe in heaven though, and know that Robby is there. I talk to him sometimes. I think I can feel him listening to me too. I can feel his presence. I swear the little windmills at the cemetery blow harder when I'm talking to him. I don't hear him speak to me though, not in the traditional sense.

I'll have to read this a few times and give it some thought before I can really make up my mind about it. One thing I know for sure though, I should stop shooting at squirrels with my bb gun just in case.


Friday, February 18, 2011


I was in Florida for a few days last week, mainly just sitting in the sun. It was extremely pleasant, and probably very good for my blood pressure. I have great inlaws and really appreciate their generous hospitality. I'm a lucky guy.

Two of the mornings, I was able to get to my favorite spot on the beach to watch the sun rise. It's been a long time since I've been able to watch the day begin like that. I sure love doing it though. Most of the photos in this post are from my mornings at the beach. I'll probably post a few more in later posts. You can find photos from previous years' morning beach outings in the last few February sections. To some these will all look the same. Not to me though. They all speak to me in different ways.
We've been having unusually warm weather this week. 50's & 60's. This, and the 70's in Florida, has given me (and many other people) a bad case of spring fever. Bye bye winter, please don't come back.

Don't forget to do your taxes soon. We've still got to get ours done. Talk to you later.

(PS - A reminder for my new friends: you can click on the photos to see a much larger size)