Thursday, March 31, 2011


Dear Angelic Blog Buddies:

In the Bible in Luke 2:10 we experience the word "behold" in divine dialogue from the angelic kingdom, when the angel says to the shepherds,

“Fear not, for behold, I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people."

Just this week the Preakness promoters here in Baltimore released a poster with the headline that included the word BEHOLD. You don't see or hear the word BEHOLD very often, i.e. in the language of television commercials, etc.

The word BEHOLD has been crossing my path in a number of different ways over the past week. Whenever this happens, I know that spirit is communicating wisdom through being still and reflecting upon the word and its blessing for my life and sharing my inspirations with you in my blog.

It's funny, when I googled the word BEHOLD, one of the sites I was given referenced the furniture polish BEHOLD.

The definition of the word behold is to look at or observe.

I love the quotation, "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder."

If we take the word apart and create two separate words we have the simple message: BE HOLD.

BE means: To have existence, truth or actuality

HOLD means: To take and keep close

Consider that the word BEHOLD reminds us to keep sacred or take close to ourselves the actuality, truth, existence of BEing. No matter what is going on around you, be holding onto your beingness. Hold the beingness.

Shakespeare gave us the inspiration: "To be or not to be, that is the question."

Are we living each moment with a consciousness that we are human beings who are gifted with a life filled with personally experiencing what it means to be?

We are here because God held the thought of our coming into being. God perceived us and conceived us as His divine creations. I love the Bible verse, "Imitate God as the child of light you are."

As I am writing my blog, I am remembering a poem that tells the story of the greeting message that the angels' give to each newborn baby upon its arrival. As the baby comes forth from the mother's womb, the angels' whisper one single word: BE.

Every day we have the opportunity to be...BEHOLDERS.

I asked the Library Angels to help with me this blog in offering a spiritual tool that would bless each and every one of you in understanding the holy gift and assignment we are each given in being BEHOLDERS.

The Library Angels never let me down and I was guided to pull off the bookshelf Joel S. Goldsmith's book The Art of Spiritual Healing in which he writes about embodying the beholder consciousness. Don't you just love it when you discover books you didn't even know you had? And even more amazing and wonderful is how the book contains information on the wisdom that spirit is emphasizing in our lives at this particular moment in time.

The copyright in the copy of the book I have is 1959. I was 8 years old when this book was published. Somehow the angels orchestrated it to be on my bookshelf when I needed it.

Joel shares that true prayer comes to completeness and perfection when there is no desire. It comes to full bloom in feeling communion when all sense of desire for anything has been laid aside. It is just as if it were Christmas morning and we have received all of our gifts. All of our wishes have been granted. Now all that remains is an all-encompassing feeling of, "Thank you."

When we lift our consciousness to this awareness of "Thank you, God," then comes the fullness and completeness of communion with God. We are resting, like a baby rests in its mother's arms. We have no desires, no wants, no needs. We rest in the knowingness that to BEHOLD is to allow ourselves to BE HELD in the arms of God.

Joel writes in his book, "We do not strive for supply. We behold supply as it unfolds infinitely from the one Source."

Additionally he offers this beautiful prayer which I share with you as a glorious spiritual blessing:

"The Father knoweth my needs, and I stand here as a beholder, not praying for opportunity tomorrow, but sitting quietly in this atmosphere of the Soul watching my opportunity come to me. Just as the rivers flow to the sea, their activity governed by some law of God because it is the normal and natural thing for a river to do - to flow to the sea to feed the vast oceans of our earth - so it is a normal and natural thing that God's grace flow to me. It has been damed up by desire, fear, doubt, and by my believing that God was something separate and apart from my being and was not aware of my needs. Now, I release all concern and stand as beholder of God's infinite goodness."

Isn't Joel's prayer beautiful? I love the inspiration his prayer gives to me. I will sit quietly in the atmosphere of the Soul...and watch and BEHOLD opportunity and infinite goodness coming to me.

Angelic Blessings of
being a BEHOLDER and
God's Infinite Goodness,

Love, Jayne

Friday, March 11, 2011


Dear Angelic Blog Buddies:

For 19 years, I had the divine blessing of sharing my life with a sweet little Jack Russell dog named Benny. I gave him the name Benny, short for Benediction, because this dear little dog was truly a blessing sent to me by God; a heaven sent blessing.

Well, some of you may know that on January 4, 2010 my dear little Benny dog died. This year, days before January 4th, I found myself really missing Benny and thinking about him. After he died I had a work of art created from his ashes by a company called Art from Ashes. It's a beautiful little heart, which is so perfect because Benny will always have a special place in my own heart.

Now I am sharing this blog because something quite amazing occurred. Before I share this occurrence with you, I need to give you a little more background information.

During the end years of his life, Benny suffered from doggie alzheimer. He would at times walk in circles. When he went outside, he wouldn't make the connection of what he was to do outside; and so he would go outside and come inside and go to the bathroom. We turned our kitchen into his little bedroom with lots of cozy bedding for him; food and water. And since we were in the kitchen alot, he was always around us. It was our focus to keep Benny as happy and comfortable as possible.

Now as I mentioned above, even though we had a big backyard and would take him outside, he often times would just go to the bathroom in the kitchen. Sometimes at night, he would have such an accident in the kitchen, and the aroma would awaken me and I would come downstairs to find that Benny had walked in circles and had poo-poo all over himself and all over the kitchen floor.

My husband and I became very proficient at cleaning Benny and the kitchen floor. Believe me, I tried doggie diapers and that only upset Benny as he didn't like them and was confused by them. I don't want to dwell on the description, but trust me it was amazing how a little dog could make such a huge mess. Because of his continous movement he would cover the entire kitchen floor. Benny became an artist and the floor was his palette.

Now back to this year - 2011. As I shared, I was thinking of my little Benny and sending him love in heaven. On January 4th 2011, I also shared with Chuck my thoughts about Benny and reminding Chuck that this was the day that he died a year ago.

Chuck and I went out in the afternoon of January 4th. When we go out, we now leave Riot, our 15 year female Jack Russell in the kitchen; and Pinky the 5 year old is upstairs.

Chuck went into the kitchen ahead of me when we returned home. I heard him say, "You've got to come in here and see this; you are not going to believe it."

Now let me preface this by saying that Riot is a Diva Dog. She would never, ever think of making a mess. Nor would she destroy or tear up anything. She is much too prim and proper for such behavior.

In our kitchen we have a wooden cart with two shelves. On the top shelf was a box of instant cocoa packages. Riot (or Benny in spirit) had gotten into the box of cocoa packages; ripped open all individual packages of cocoa and shook the cocoa from inside the individual packages all over the entire kitchen floor. I am sure you are ahead of me already with the vision I am creating with my words. The kitchen floor was covered with chocolate brown cocoa. Wall to wall cocoa.

Chuck and I stood and looked at the kitchen floor in total amazement. Chuck looked at me and said, "I am pretty certain Benny had something to do with this." I agreed. I looked up to heaven and said, "Thanks, Benny. You knew I needed to hear from you."

Riot sat very daintily in her little doggie bed with absolutely no cocoa on her paws. True, she could have easily licked any cocoa off; but she had that look, "Don't blame me; I had nothing to do with this."

Chuck and I both laughed as we cleaned the kitchen up that this cleanup was a lot easier to clean than previous Benny cleanups.

I hope this sharing warms your heart and reminds you of how God knows the feelings of our hearts. May you have a beautiful day filled with heaven sent blessings.

Love and Cocoa Blessings,