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Big Magic
Big Magic by Elizabeth Gilbert Elizabeth talks about the concept of Ideas in an almost personified way As a writer, she recounted the experience of getting a great idea for a new book, working and researching the idea, developing the storyline, and starting to write. Then she had to put the developing Idea on hold…
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Writings of Lorna Byrne
The Writings of Lorna Byrne She was instructed not to tell anyone for a very long time about her special abilities, but after her husband died, the angels said now was the time to start sharing her vast knowledge about angels with the world. She received their help, as well the help of another writer,…
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Fox & Sheldrake: Angels
Angels: Where Science Fears to Tread WITH RUPERT SHELDRAKE AND MATTHEW FOX I had a “dream” two years in a row, at 3:00 am of Christmas morning, when I distinctly heard a voice say, “Libby, how do the reindeer fly?” The first time, it was just a question I pondered. The next year, it became…
Share Your Angel Story
Angels are all around us and are always taking care of us. Many have no idea about all the magic and good will they send our way on a daily basis. Some are lucky enough to have an encounter with one of these amazing beings. Meeting an angel is an unforgettable experience and can create long-lasting hope and happiness. It is so wonderful to know that our angel friends are always watching over us!
Let’s show our appreciation by sharing our experiences and spreading awareness of how many lives have been touched by an angel. If you have had an unforgettable experience that you would like to share, you are welcome to add your own story.
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My Angel Story is What Led Me to Write “How Do the Reindeer Fly?”
Posted by: Libby CarrSeveral years earlier the first time we were “standing in” for the Clauses, a young boy had asked us: “How Do the Reindeer Fly?”. Then, several years later, very early Christmas morning, at exactly 3:00 am, I heard a voice: “Libby… how do the reindeer fly?” It was a gentle nudge that first time, but a whole year later – at exactly the same hour – I heard a much louder and more insistent “Libby, Libby! HOW DO THE REINDEER FLY?” This time I sat up in bed, now fully awake, realizing I was being instructed to figure this out!…
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