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Post by simpledip on Oct 9, 2019 20:31:39 GMT -6
Be still as the angst lessens while you stand beneath the grandeur of an insistent spirit
that resides inside you soothing your soul by an unheard song
then carried to yonder away from prying thoughts
as your essence permeates and fades like the sweet scent of magnolia blossom
drifting into the setting sun while an oil lamp sits in the window
reflecting who you really are
and
help you find your way. - Dip
Bows deeply to Brian and Warrior Queen. |
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Post by Brian on Oct 9, 2019 21:22:44 GMT -6
Your beautiful wording gives me cause to reflect more on this matter Dip.
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 10, 2019 9:13:45 GMT -6
I totally agree with you Brian. Dip always, always speaks soft, beautiful and wise words. I think it is time for a proper introduction for the two of you.
Dip, Brian is a beloved member of the staff here in the Castle who has been away on sick leave for a very, very long time. On October 6, we were all happy to welcome him back after his long absence. Brian is a talented poet and story writer who lives in Canada.
Brian, Dip found his way to the Castle from the faraway land of Nepal, nestled deep into the beautiful Himalayas. As he always says, he is a mountain farmer who farms the terraces of the Himalayas. Dip too, is a poet with his own special way with words. His words do not rhyme but are filled with wisdom and love for all things, great and small. His style of writing has captured my heart. He is our most faraway member, ever.
Don't we all love this internet that brings us all together as friends? I really do love you guys.
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Post by Brian on Oct 10, 2019 16:15:18 GMT -6
I was still here and active when Dip joined the castle.  Dip's first writings he shared with us were beautiful and thoughtful. I'm happy to see you're still at it without having lost a step my friend Dip, I still remember how much you liked my little tales I wrote. I have not forgotten that nor how you paint with words in your creations when you want to give simple shares of your beautiful culture. I am so happy to see you are still here. Having taken some time to read through other works you've shared since I took ill, I am delighted by your love of all around you. It really shows in your writings. |
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 10, 2019 17:21:49 GMT -6
Brian, I did not remember that you were still here when Dip arrived, so that is great. You are already good friends, so it is a reunion and not an introduction. Glad you are both here. It's a beautiful world. Love you, guys.
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Post by Brian on Oct 10, 2019 20:16:21 GMT -6
Understandable you didn't remember. It's been a long time. Love you too. |
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 10, 2019 21:29:21 GMT -6
Yep!! There has been a lot of water under the bridge during the time you were gone but now that you are back, it is like you were never away. Just a family member returning home.
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 11, 2019 6:51:26 GMT -6
Morning Sun Angel It started with me seeing a figure at the end of my bed. I also kept seeing purple, green, and white balls of light in my room at night. One night, I had just laid down. Suddenly, I was outside staring at this woman who had long black hair. Her wings covered the whole of the sky. She was massive. I asked her what she wanted, shouting at her. She smiled, and she told me she was the angel of the morning sun. She flapped her wings three times and my body went all funny. I was back in my room. I could see myself lying in bed, I was on my ceiling. I straight away researched the angel of the morning sun and I found sculptures of her and pictures. It was— 1,000 percent—the same angel. I'm still freaked out to this day as I had never heard of her before and also didn't believe in this type of thing.—Guest ~ |
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Post by simpledip on Oct 11, 2019 10:16:03 GMT -6
I was still here and active when Dip joined the castle. Dip's first writings he shared with us were beautiful and thoughtful. I'm happy to see you're still at it without having lost a step my friend Dip, I still remember how much you liked my little tales I wrote. I have not forgotten that nor how you paint with words in your creations when you want to give simple shares of your beautiful culture. I am so happy to see you are still here. Having taken some time to read through other works you've shared since I took ill, I am delighted by your love of all around you. It really shows in your writings. Brian, I am really happy to read your thoughts again. Thank you for your kind words about my posts. I value that most. My prayers are there for your Good Health, Peace & Happiness. Take care My Friend. - Dip |
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Post by simpledip on Oct 11, 2019 10:19:29 GMT -6
Don't we all love this internet that brings us all together as friends? I really do love you guys.
Thank you Warrior Queen for your kind words.
It is true that internet brings us all together as friends.
Namaste.
- Dip
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 11, 2019 19:02:01 GMT -6
Without the internet, Dip, I would not know any of my beloved Castle Dwellers. I wonder what I might be doing now....without the net?
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 12, 2019 9:51:57 GMT -6
Reaching Out I was 4 years old. I was in my brother's room, crying. This is when I heard a sweet voice called me. I looked up towards the footboard and saw a woman with long hair lying on her right shoulder. She had on a white flowing cloth with light blue trimming surrounded by a white mist. Her arms were extended out with her palms facing upward as if she wanted to embrace me.
She whispered to me, "Come with me, I love you," in Spanish. I kept looking at her when I heard the bedroom door open. I screamed as I saw my mother walk into the room. She ran to the bed, and lifted me up into her arms, and ran out of the room. She sat down and started praying over me and kept pouring a sweet fragrance on my head. I was not afraid of the lady, but I do not know what happened between the time the door was opening and when I started screaming. We moved out several months later. However, to this day, I know I have someone watching over me and protecting me.—Just Stay Here ~ |
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Post by lostineternity99 on Oct 13, 2019 3:29:54 GMT -6
Such a strange reaction by the mother over an inspiring vision.
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 13, 2019 8:36:10 GMT -6
Very Much so, Rick.
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 13, 2019 8:38:59 GMT -6
God Answers Our Prayers in His Own Time I prayed that God would show me an angel, and he did, twice, many years after I prayed for this. Both encounters happened when I was sleeping.
I suppose angels will come to visit us on occasion when we would be most relaxed and receptive to their visitations. The first encounter I had, I was in a dream state walking along a dark path at night. Then suddenly, the entire environment setting lit up with incredibly pure bright light as if the sun itself was shining on me.
Suddenly, I woke up, but no one was in the dark bedroom that I could see. So I asked in bewilderment, "What is it?" as if it was someone I was speaking to. No voice or words came forth, but the angel conveyed thoughts and pictures to my mind telepathically, showing me that I left the side door of the garage open with a picture in my mind. I was reminded to close the door and to lock it. So, I thanked the angel and got out of bed and, sure enough, the door was wide open.—Jeff ~ |
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Post by lostineternity99 on Oct 14, 2019 3:26:52 GMT -6
He interpreted these two experiences as angel visits because of his religious beliefs.
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 14, 2019 8:37:28 GMT -6
That, I can believe. I have experienced such 'signs' that I interpreted to be help from a supreme being. And I don't consider myself to be religious so much as "spiritual."
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 14, 2019 8:56:28 GMT -6
Red Lights When I am at work, I encounter a very intense, red light which shines for about 4 seconds and then disappears. When I have seen this light, I have asked others present if they could see it, but they all say, "No." I wondered if I was seeing things, so I don't always say something when it appears. But, a couple of weeks ago, it appeared, and one of the people with me saw it. In the building where I work, it is impossible for this light to shine in. I saw it again, but no one else has.—A. Yates ~ |
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Post by lostineternity99 on Oct 15, 2019 3:53:19 GMT -6
That, I can believe. I have experienced such 'signs' that I interpreted to be help from a supreme being. And I don't consider myself to be religious so much as "spiritual." As am I, Foxy; spiritual but not religious  |
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Post by lostineternity99 on Oct 15, 2019 3:55:16 GMT -6
Seeing an intense red light no one else notices ... interesting  |
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Post by Brian on Oct 15, 2019 4:27:50 GMT -6
Such a strange reaction by the mother over an inspiring vision. It seems odd but I have two ideas about why the mother reacted as she did. The first one is that she feared losing her child. No parent wants their child to pass before they do. The second one is that the being the child saw may not be what the mother saw. It would take a great deal of energy to keep the illusion alive for the child if the entity was not beautiful and good as the child believed. The entity watching over her could quite possibly have alerted the mother. Personally I prefer the first thought. It fits Occam's Razor better than the second. |
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 15, 2019 12:40:57 GMT -6
Good point Brian. She could have seen something entirely different.
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 15, 2019 12:48:09 GMT -6
Death Angel When I was 20 years old, I was almost 9 months pregnant. I was sitting in my bed, wide-awake. A vision of a—well, the best way I can explain it—a bright light came into my room. The vision, as best I can say, was like a man, but his facial features were lion-like and it seemed to have a bright light shining through. I don't know how else to explain it. I wish I could draw it, but I'm not artistic. I am 42 years old now. This has haunted me to this day. That night, my baby died due to the umbilical cord. An angel took him, I've no doubt at all.—Sara Scully ~ |
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Post by lostineternity99 on Oct 16, 2019 4:16:10 GMT -6
Wow
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 16, 2019 10:24:50 GMT -6
Amazed When I was younger, I was going through a lot of things that a young, 16-year-old girl shouldn't have to endure; You can try to imagine. My mother and I were arguing a lot. She was very angry because she was going through things of her on. She took it out on my little brother and me.
I went to sleep one night after crying and praying to God; I prayed for hours until I drifted off to sleep. I woke up in the middle of the night to a bright light in my doorway. It was so bright that I had to squint my eyes to look at this beautiful light. Then, a very tall—what appeared to be a man—walked out of the light to the edge of my bed and kneeled down over me. He spoke my name and put his hand on my arm and started to whisper something in my ear. I could not understand what he was trying to tell me because as soon as he touched my arm I started feeling really tired and fell back to sleep. He made me feel so much comfort. I still think of my angel until this day.—Erica ~ |
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