Poem By Janice M Pickett

Gifted souls should not be confused
with sick people.

Too many with eyes that see
and ears that hear
and minds that generate
magical moments, are confused with
those who are sick.
It's a common mistake with Doctors.

When they don't understand, they medicate.

Meditation instead of medication

That is the secret to this

My Sister used to levitate.

She'd find herself floating above the bed at night

and then wake her husband up with a start

as she fell back down into her earth body. TRUE

When the spirits visit me they turn my TV on and off

and make themselves known in many ways

I feel spirit around me

My daughter sees spirits

They appear as clear forms or shadows.

I have been helped by what I believe was an angel

He appeared in front of me in a number of places then

did something wonderful for me.

See my poem...An angel sent to me

Learning how to control these experiences is

something you learn from the inside out.

You are a powerful energy and energy is all around you.

learning how to handle it comes with time and experience.

But don't shrug off things that seem unreal

pay attention

and you too may experience some magical

moments as well

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