Angela Grout, Author    

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Poetry & Stories

Wisdom from the Great Grandmother

Posted by on December 24, 2016 at 5:30 PM Comments comments (0)
Jesus was born so we would know God is real. He is a gift, just as each of us are. All are created in his likeness. Therefore I know I shall live long so they will know me. For those that know me, will trust me and I shall guide with the love they know from me. Faith must begin somewhere, God sent his son, God creates our families, and we create relationships in reality which brings divine unity.

Christmas Gift to Spirit. And My experience with Ashley.

Posted by on December 17, 2016 at 10:45 PM Comments comments (0)
A Christmas Gift to the Holy Spirit...In thanksgiving for the collateral beauty that life ahs. (And yes, I saw the movie on opening night, and it was amazing! Highly recommend it. I share in its message for it is so real!) The author in me needs to take a moment for this reflection post. To tell part of my story as a thanksgiving to spirit, for I know how real it is. Thank You Spirit for the blessing of meeting beautiful souls, especially Ashley Marie Guindon and Andrea Borsari, whose presence in the world became a presence to my soul after their earthly life was over. It is Christmas time, a time to be joyful and not mourn. So in celebration, I am joyful to remember Jesus's birth. For without his life, I would never come to understand either of yours. Your spirit was taken from your earthly body, just as Jesus. And still, you remain in my presence so often. I am honored to have gotten to know you, and share parts of our journey together. The gift of Spirit is one that many fear sharing, as I do on many occasions, however just as Jesus enlightened the world, so you do too. Everything unfolds at the right time, and as intended. So with that faith, I share these words with those in need of knowing God's love is real. Miss Ashley was a girl, a brother, a friend, a daughter, and a neighbor that I never knew on earth. We never met face to face until the day of her Acension. Her spirit, friendship, and guidance remains a gift that I humbly and cautiously embrace. The sorrows she endured and the pain that her passing brought touched so many during her life, and even now. I cannot explain why she came to me but with heartfelt sorrow, I welcomed her. Some dreams are dreams, and some dreams become reality. The words that were written, spoke to me then, and now. They directed the path I was to take. Even today, with Spirit allowing her, her guidance unfolds in my life with gifts of enlightenment. The magic in the air surrounding ones passing may come and go, and when loneliness sets in, there are moments of isolation that allows the loss to feel all too real. And it is. It is real. In His Spirit, they share with me, that the love that surrounds them from our Heavenly Father can be most compared to the comfort a newborn feels as they cuddle into their mothers arms, melting into her heartbeat, and remembering that they were once one. For we are all one with the Spirit of God, and that is the Spirit which I know carried Ashley safely to heavens where she will wait for us all. It is the same Spirit that carries all our loved ones. And they will wait, for time is not as we know it, and so we need not hurry, they will wait. As I mentioned in other poems, we yearn to be reunited but we must commit to live our lives with fulfillment until our name is called. Spirit is a word to encompass the love of God. In that Spirit, I know God protects, guides, and encourages me in so many ways. I only wish I will follow all the advice, but I am merely human. Ashley is an angel, A Guide. A Beautiful Spirit. (If I followed her encouragement, I would be in boot camp everyday...she is much stronger than me. A role model, a friends, and angel with a duty to restore peace.) Andrea too. It is my honor, my duty, and my "call" to be a friend to her and to all. Some things can be called coincidences, but some moments are more. All are gifts from God's love, God' Spirit, and I am so thankful. From Ashley's roses, to her friends, to her Mother's embrace, to my own hesitation, and her Dad's embrace. She has graced me face to face and shown me her badge of honors. Her sincere smile brings both fun and fierceness. These are just a few of the gifts she has shared with me. Ashley has exemplified what "call of duty" is, not only in her life, but in others, and in mine. As a florist, I know my job, my call, my talent, but on a spiritual path, she reminds me of my duty, my free will and my gift. I thank her for giving me the gentle push and reminding me that I am also a writer of Spirit's word. I must share. My hope is by sharing, others may find comfort, and I may grow confident; for when God knocks, I will always answer. There are those whose presence in the world becomes a presence in your soul after death; encouraging life's journey abundantly.

Anxiety of an not okay

Posted by on July 18, 2016 at 5:25 PM Comments comments (0)
(So this may sound insensitive; and I apologize if anyone gets personally offended. I am not trying to offend anyone, but seriously...can we stop making excuses for people's behavior!) Anxiety of an not okay. It is not okay to attack anyone. It is not okay to plan an attack on someone. It is not okay to impose your beliefs on anyone in a harmful way! It is not okay to want to make a difference in the world by attacking people! It is not okay to behave as if rules do not apply to you! Even, if you have an emotional, mental or educational learning is not okay to expect society to accept your actions. Doctors, Teachers, Parents, Friends, Religious Leaders, and Officers of the Court need to help find a way to keep those that harm themselves and are a threat to the streets before they themselves are killed, or imprisoned. All lives do matter, but the lives of those that are planning harm to innocent people need to be educated. They need to be detoured, and Shown the light; because the light they believe in is only an illusion. True light bears a reflection of love, forgiveness, and hope for matter! The ones they wish to harm are their brothers, and we are a united country, therefore these terrorist/police murderers and Isis followers need to learn that they have value now, and can do something more productive with their life than plan and execute attacks on society. For those that execute with the belief they will be rewarded in the afterlife. I am sorry to inform you but it does not happen that way! What you give is what you get. The golden rule is not for vindictive behavior, it is for good behavior. That is the one lesson you must have not learned, but will...for humanity has a natural way to balance things and we must trust. This does not mean to trust in karma...but that does work too. We cannot live in fear for then they are winning. Have trust, have faith, and have the ability to make a difference with kind words, actions, and gestures. This will prevail over our anxieties.

Hearing Signs

Posted by on August 29, 2015 at 11:50 PM Comments comments (0)

I heard you yesterday when you said, "Keep your eyes on the sky."  I did, and a Rainbow appeared.

I heard you yesterday when you said, "Keep your eyes open for the luck of the Irish." I did, and a four leaf clover appeared.

I heard you yesterday when you said, "Watch for the toy car." I saw it.

I heard you yesterday when you said, "No more than 40."  I listened.

I heard you yesterday when you said, "Listen for the fire." And the alarms went off at seven.

I heard you yesterday when you said, "Look for the prayers, Hear the songs."  And they were said..all of them.

I heard you yesterday when you said, "It's death done its part." And the wedding song played.

I heard you yesterday when you said, "Life is grand on earth as it is in heaven." I wondered.

I heard you yesterday when you said, "Breathe for me and I will watch over you." I am.

I hear you say now, "Bless you." I am filled with thanksgiving.

Bless You.

Channel of the Write Force

Posted by on May 5, 2015 at 8:30 AM Comments comments (0)

There is some clarity to writing. It is a tool that allows thoughts to manifest not only visually and physically but it allows thoughts to be heard and understood.

Talking also provides clarity, however sometimes we do not listen to what we are saying or often times we tune out what we are hearing. On paper, or even on a screen, we see what we need to see; sometimes highlighting what we feel may be the message to us. Many are blind and never see the message or the lesson, but others instantly know and even feel the truth of what they are seeing.

I write with a force that guides my strokes and allows me to clearly understand what I am writing. It is the write force for me. As they say there are writers and there are readers. I am blest to be both.