Angel of Death: Why death is not the end of your world
Angel of Death: Why death is not the end of your world Within this book I share the path that I...
My Pad met die Doodsengel
“Miskien was dit Klara se tyd om te gaan. Ons is so pateties met verskriklike trauma en hartseer, terwyl sy...
Antics with the angels Feb_Mar 2007
To me, the beauty of the angels is the sheer mystery with which they build the bridge between our dimension and theirs. I take pleasure from that which is hidden. I have never found myself, even as an engineer, searching for answers to the questions others throw into our existence.
The human soul is linked to animals
I was born with an innate sensitivity to the energy of anything around me, from rocks to trees and am especially attuned to the energy of animals.
Playing the cords of existence
Confronted by the sand’s warm embrace, I stand secure against the wind’s attempts to uproot me. A naughty breeze tugs at my hair and steals a scream of pain, leaving my mouth open to taste salty air. i dissolve into the wind’s playfulness.
Reading between the stripes
The tiger’s eyes are burning suns contained only by the intense emotion on his face. The dazzle of his stripes blurs the bars of the fence and hypnotises me as he paces up and down. The ripple of his muscles as he turns back and forth, almost too fast, belies a calm interior.
Vrouekeur 15 April 2016
Awakening to Angels
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Book Launch Pre-Order
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