HI! And Welcome to my Page 2 of "Cheryl`s Spiritual Awakening".

Due to all the Requests for more stories I have decided to continue them on this second page.
Here is my first letter I have received in my E-mail box for you all to read. As you can tell it is the original letter hand typed by the person who sent it to me. I hope you all enjoy her story and am intrigued by it as much as I was!!

Saved message From: Con42@webtv.net Date: Mon, Aug 23, 1999, 4:41pm (PDT+3) To: opqr2@webtv.net (Cheryl Holt) Subject: Re: august22a.gif
Thank you for the lovely pages. Well, here is one of my stories I want to share with you. Please let me know if this has ever happened to you before.
It all started about the time of my grandmothers death. I was only in second grade about nine years old. My grandma passed away in her house in the bathtub, (unknown cause of death). Since my dad was the only child he inherited the house. Well after a few years my parents decided to sell their house and move into grandmas. Her bedroom was downstairs. It seemed like it took my mom forever to clean the upstairs. (mind you the only people helping my mom were my aunt and my sister in law). My mom was frantic because she couldn't find my grams diamond ring. We searched the whole house for it, including my grandmas dresser drawers. After searching her bedroom and moving everything it was no where to be found. My mom decided to use my grandmas dresser for sheets and pillow cases. After about a couple months went by and we were back to normal, my mom was upstairs putting sheets away in the spare bedroom. I heard her yelling for my dad. The dresser that was my grandmas she put upstairs and cleaned it all out and used it like i said for sheets. In the top drawer was one of my grandmas church gloves. In the glove was her diamond ring.    
      To this day my mom has said it is a mystery on how her glove got upstairs in that top dresser drawer. My mom swears to god she cleaned it all out before moving it upstairs. It is strange to this day on how it happened. I know my gramms spirit is still in that house today. My mom will tell you things come up missing and its nowhere in sight. I do believe my grandma put that glove upstairs so noone would steal it.
You can reword it if you like I`m not very good at writting yet. My other story is gonna take me some time to think about to get it as accurate as I can. I hope you enjoy this!
love connie ~CON42~

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~MAY ANGELS ALWAYS WATCH OVER YOU AND YOURS~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Well, there you have my very first letter from one of my Friends. She is going to send me more as soon as she can write them all down. I hope these stories have convinced you all, that there are "Spiritual Awakenings" that happen to everyone all over the World. Everyday there is someone Experiencing something Spiritually, some people recognize it and see it. Others don`t see it. The ones that don`t see it miss out on something Very Special!! Something that I am Glad to have Experienced myself!!
Please sign My Guestbook below and tell me your thoughts about this Spiritual Experience or Connection as I have come to think of it!! Or write me an E-mail. I would Love to hear your thoughts about this page and my other Home Pages. Thanks for being a Good Friend and stopping by to share in my Experiences!! :-)
Friends Forever, Cheryl (aka opqr2 & opqr3)

Below you will read my two Newest Entries of Stories to my Home Pages. The date is as you can see November 14, 1999. These two stories are the Visual Spiritual Experiences of a Good Friend of mine. As I stated above, about opening your eyes and your mind...You can see and experience Miracles in our everyday life.I Hope you enjoy her True Spiritual & Physical encounters. I cry every time I read them!!
Saved message From: Pixie-Fun@webtv.net Date: Sun, Nov 14, 1999, 2:24am (PST+2) To: opqr2@webtv.net Subject: My Mother...My Angel
Hello Op.
I would like to share with you one of my experiences. I was adopted by my Grandparents at a very young age. For years and years I believed they were my biological parents, I knew them as Mama and Daddy, and nothing ever changed that. On August 27,1986 my Mother passed away suddenly and unexpectedly. I was so devastated. I mourned for her so deeply... I missed her so! One night, after crying myself to sleep....which I had done so many times....I woke up from a dream and felt so peaceful and happy. I had dreamed of my Mother... She was in a rocking chair holding a small child, and smiling. Beside her was her Mother, doing the same. She smiled at me as she rocked the baby and said, "Please don't cry. I am so happy here with my Mother and Steven, (Her son who only lived two days). I have missed them for so long. When you cry...it hurts me. Please don't think that I have left you. I am always with you, always, I never leave you. I love you!" She was so peaceful. After that dream, although I still break down and cry from time to time.... I remember what my Mother told me...and the crying stops, replaced with the joy of knowing that she is happy and is with me always. I have another experience I would like to share in another letter. Thank you Op for creating this wonderful page. I believe!!!  
~Pix
"...The gift of fantasy has meant more to me than my talent for absorbing positive knowledge." ~Albert Einstein~
Saved message From: Pixie-Fun@webtv.net Date: Sun, Nov 14, 1999, 4:02am (PST+2) To: opqr2@webtv.net Subject: Gifts of Comfort ...
Hello again Op...
This is a story that I absolutely MUST share. I have always loved the beauty of Unicorns, Pegasus, carousels, etc. I had a realy strange dream one night. I saw a beautiful,glistening unicorn and was admiring it when it flew straight up to me and stopped. It then said "Hello Sweetheart". The voice was that of my Mother's ! I was very surprised. I responded by asking if it was her, to which she replied YES. "But Mama.... you're not a unicorn!" ... "I am in this beautiful form so that whenever you see a unicorn, you can think of me and remember that I Love You and am always with you." Then the unicorn flew away.
I woke up thinking..."Wow!!! That was Strange!" I just wrote it off as one of those wacky dreams we all have now and then... but I never forgot it.
A few years later I was watching television and one of my regular morning shows was being replaced that day by some sort of "special". I wasn't interested so I flipped to another channel. The Leeza Gibbons show was coming on, so I left it there and sat back with my coffee. Turns out the topic was about loved ones who had passed and how they still let their loved ones here on Earth know that they are with them still. Several of the guests told stories of "gifts" they had found in very obvious places, with no explanations of how they got there. The show was very intriguing... I was very glad I had seen it. A few minutes after it went off, I put on my shoes and went out to my car. I opened the door and reached inside to get some things and there....close to the driver's seat was a beautiful stained glass unicorn keyring. I was so happy that I cried and thanked God and my Mother. It was then that the "strange" dream made sense.....I still have that keyring.....what a beautiful gift!
Also, in June of 1997, I was talking to my Dad on the phone and he told me he had a Dr.'s appt. the next day At the end of our conversation I told him I would call back to see how things had gone. He said the doctor was sending him the next day to the hospital for some tests, but that he was going as an outpatient. He called that night and said he was staying overnight afterall.
The Doc had ordered more tests.. That night my Mother came to me in a dream and told me that Daddy was going to be with her now. The next day the tests showed that my Dad had a tumor on one of his lungs and arranged for surgery the next day. Most of the family was there, and as they wheeled him into the O.R. prep room. I kissed him and told him I loved him. I stayed with him until they came to take him in for surgey. It was very hard for me because of what my Mother had told me but I hoped and prayed that he would make it through. The surgeons said his chances were about 75-80% . He did make it through surgery, but was put on life support. He lived two more days, and passed away on Father's Day.
About 2 weeks later I was all alone, going through a box of papers at my house and was crying...thinking if I had spoken up and told Daddy not to have the surgery, that he would still be alive. When I got to the bottom of the box, I was shocked at what I saw. There..in the box was another stained glass unicorn!!! Exactly like the one I had found in my car, but posed differently. It had never been there before nor had I ever seen it before. The tears and sadness instantly turned into a big smile and happiness. It had been proven again that my Mother and Father were with me, as well as their Love.   Now I have two beautiful reminders that I look at everyday. It's wonderful!
Mom and Dad.....I LOVE YOU !!!
"...The gift of fantasy has meant more to me than my talent for absorbing positive knowledge." ~Albert Einstein~
Todays Date is May 17, 2000
This is a New Entry from my Friend Sondra (aka PixiePlay). Please read and Enjoy.
Message From: Pixieplay@webtv.net Date: Fri, May 12, 2000, 11:42pm (PDT+2) To: opqr2@webtv.net (Cheryl Holt) Subject:Unicorn Gift
Today my youngest daughter (6) gave me a stuffed unicorn for Mother's day. I was stunned! I have my collection of unicorns boxed up and they have been since I moved last year. I always had them up on high shelves anyway and she had no idea that I have this thing for unicorns.
She came home from school with it and proudly handed it to me, hugged my neck and says Happy Mommy's Day, Mommy! I asked her how she knew I loved unicorns and she said, "I just dreamed you did, Granny told me".
My Mother passed away in 1986! I'm still stunned! I asked her where did she get it and she said she found it!!
There you Have It!! I Have always thought that Unicorns bring about Miracles & Magical things Happen. I Guess you just have to Believe!!

Here is a Very Different form of Spirituality from one of my Friends who is WICCAN. No matter how you look at Spirituality, it is all one in the same. Just different Beliefs and Faiths.
My WICCAN Friend: TCope`s Storie of Spiritual Awakening
Message From: Tcope5@webtv.net Date: Tue, Nov 16, 1999, 4:33pm (PST+2) To: opqr2@webtv.net Subject: True To Life
Ok Cheryl...here's mine... I helped a friend of mine break a serious crack-cocaine addiction this past summer...Now it doesn't seem like this has anything to do with a helping hand from any Other Source, but here's what happened... After locking myself away with this person for almost a month (with no outside contact except for my cell phone), being constantly beaten, thrown to the wall or floor, bruised and bloodied, and what-not all to stop this person cold-turkey, I decided one day that I would ask Divinity (I'm a Wiccan so I asked the Goddess) for help. I didn't use any spells or anything, I just asked that She guide my friend to the path of enlightenment. And not five minutes after I was done, my friend woke up and came to me and said "I just had a dream...I dreamt that I saw some Lady and she told me to quit the cocaine...I saw all sorts of pictures of you and how I've treated you...I'm sorry...help me..." And I started to cry...You may not believe it, but this actually happened, and it is my pure belief that the Goddess listened to my plea and came to my friend while they were dreaming and set them straight. From that day forward, it was a matter of a week before this person broke the addiction completely. Their eyes were no longer blood-shot and with dark bags underneath, and as of this day, they still haven't had the tiniest inclination to use another drug. My friend and I still cry when we talk to each other, even though this was months ago. They are constantly expressing their "inability" to thank me enough for the courage and will power (let alone tough-bodied willingness) to be nearly killed...all just to save them...But it wasn't ALL my doing...Blessed Be! Again, I swear that this is a true story... True To Life...
Ty
"Put a little love in your heart!"....never give up, for only then have you truly lost...

More Friends Spiritual Experiences From Around The World
Well, Everyone I can Smile and say that I am starting to receive more letters in my E-mail and am Really Happy that my Friends are allowing me to add them to my Home Page!!
THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!
This next letter is from my dear friend Caz in England. She and I have become pretty good friends through the Internet and WEB tv. She has allowed me to put her stories on my Home Pages, to share with all of you, her and her son`s Spiritual Experiences. I will be adding more on the Page as I receive them. Here is her son`s story.....

Message From: caz@harr.in2home.co.uk (In2Home User) Date: Mon, Sep 6, 1999, 12:00am (PDT+8)
Hi Cheryl,
You have asked people to send you there experiences well heres mine (well its not mine its my sons).
  I have got a friend who had a son 6 weeks after I had David and her son died of cancer at 2 years and 3 months, David and Kyle (that was her sons name) were quite close and played together quite a lot.  I went to the funeral but didn't take David as I thought he was too young, well about a week after that I took myself and David to my brothers for a short break away and while we were there one evening I put David to bed as normal and he went to sleep.  At about 3am while we were all asleep David came down to me crying and very upset, he told me he had seen a ghost and wanted to get in bed with me, I thought nothing more of it and calmed him down and tucked him in with me and went back to sleep.  When I got up in the morning I questioned him about it and he told me that he thought it was Kyle as it was a little boy with a white blanket wrapped around him.  He sat on the end of the bed for a while and then went away.  He hasn't seen him since.  I wasn't sure what to make of it so I just dropped it and David has said nothing more about it.
As for me...I have some really strange dreams at times.  Once I had three dreams in one night and all of them came true within a week of each other. 
I used to experience things that my friend Debbie used to do, if you want to know more about that I can tell you that as well. Well I am going to go now hope to hear from you soon! 
Your English Friend, Caz

Here is an Inspirational Letter I received in my Mail. It is called, "The Letter". As far as I know the Author is unknown, if anyone happens to find out who wrote this letter please E-mail me a message letting me know who the Author is. Thank You! From:    SMKeith@aol.com Full-name: SMKeith Date: Thu, Oct 7, 1999, 12:51am (PST+4) Subject: Inspirational *10/07/99* The Letter (#11)
THE LETTER
                                  Ruth went to her mail box and there was only one letter. She picked it up and looked at it before opening, but then she looked at the envelope again. There was no stamp, no postmark, only her name and address. She read the letter:
Dear Ruth,
I'm going to be in your neighborhood Saturday afternoon and I'd like to stop by for a visit.
Love Always,
Jesus
Her hands were shaking as she placed the letter on the table. "Why would the Lord want to visit me? I'm nobody special. I don't have anything to offer."
With that thought, Ruth remembered her empty kitchen cabinets. "Oh my goodness, I really don't have anything to offer. I'll have to run down to the store and buy something for dinner." She reached for her purse and counted out its contents. Five dollars and forty cents.
"Well, I can get some bread and cold cuts, at least." She threw on her coat and hurried out the door. A loaf of french bread, a half-pound of sliced turkey, and a carton of milk...leaving Ruth with grand total of twelve cents to last her until Monday. Nonetheless, she felt good as she headed home, her meager offerings tucked under her arm.
"Hey lady, can you help us, lady?" Ruth had been so absorbed in her dinner plans, she hadn't even noticed two figures huddled in the alleyway. A man and a woman, both of them dressed in little more than rags.
"Look lady, I ain't got a job, ya know, and my wife and I have been living out here on the street, and, well, now it's getting cold and we're getting kinda hungry and, well, if you could help us, lady, we'd really appreciate it."
Ruth looked at them both. They were dirty, they smelled bad and, frankly, she was certain that they could get some kind of work if they really wanted to.
"Sir, I'd like to help you, but I'm a poor woman myself. All I have is a few cold cuts and some bread, and I'm having an important guest for dinner tonight and I was planning on serving that to Him." "Yeah, well, okay lady, I understand. Thanks anyway." The man put his arm around the woman's shoulders, turned and headed back into the alley. As she watched them leave, Ruth felt a familiar twinge in her heart.
"Sir, wait!" The couple stopped and turned as she ran down the alley after them. "Look, why don't you take this food. I'll figure out something else to serve my guest." She handed the man her grocery bag. "Thank you lady. Thank you very much!" "Yes, thank you!" It was the man's wife, and Ruth could see now that she was shivering.
   "You know, I've got another coat at home. Here, why don't you take this one." Ruth unbuttoned her jacket and slipped it over the woman's shoulders.
Then smiling, she turned and walked back to the street...without her coat and with nothing to serve her guest. "Thank you lady! Thank you very much!"
   Ruth was chilled by the time she reached her front door, and worried too. The Lord was coming to visit and she didn't have anything to offer Him. She fumbled through her purse for the door key. But as she did, she noticed another envelope in her mailbox.
"That's odd. The mailman doesn't usually come twice in one day." She took the envelope out of the box and opened it.
Dear Ruth,
It was so good to see you again. Thank you for the lovely meal. And thank you, too, for the beautiful coat.
Love Always,
Jesus
The air was still cold, but even without her coat, Ruth no longer noticed.

Todays Date is August 16, 2000 Todays New Story Entry
This is the story of a New Friend of mine. Her story is about her son "Dewey". First you will read the e-mail she sent to me, then you will read her story.
Message From: ethel@northpro.net (ethel retrum) Date: Wed, Aug 16, 2000, 10:59pm (PDT+2) To: opqr2@webtv.net Subject: You have mail
Hello Cheryl,
It was nice of you to write and tell me that you had read of Dewey in Ellie's Angel page..Just before your message came, one email came from Dee at Webtv..Is she a friend ...
I have read of your spiritual experience with your mother..I think it is wonderful that one can have that experience..Not everyone has had that or knows what it is like...
You may use Dewey's story..He truly was an angel from heaven...
          God bless you...Ethel Retrum

DEWEY AND THE HOLE IN THE SKY by Ethel
Our son Dewey Clark Retrum was an earth angel. He loved God's creations and spoke of them often. He had compassion for his younger brother, five year old Kevin and for his little sister who he never got to know. (His sister just turned 5 months when Dewey died). One day Dewey insisted on making a boat out of a milk carton for his brother. He worked so hard because it had to be perfect. And he insisted on making Valentines for all of us. It was only October and I said he could wait on that because February is a long way off. He said, "No, I want to make them now." At this time we did not know that he was sick with Leukemia. Dewey died Dec. 27th. He was only seven years old. He knew that he wasn't going to be here for Valentines Day. The Doctors had told us to take him home and love him. Dewey had just a short time to live. He was only in the hospital a few days for tests. At that time there was no cure in sight for leukemia. What a heart-ache we had. We had to go on and it was hard to explain to Kevin why Dewey died. They were together all the time. That was his big brother and Dewey was always there to explain things and play with him. The day Dewey died something unusual took place. Just before he died, he sat up in bed and said, "Daddy, do you know there is a hole in the sky?" Then he stretched out his arms upwards and said, "I'm coming, I'm coming." Then laid back and he was gone. Dewey is always in our memory. by Ethel Retrum (ethel@northpro.net) Thank You Very Much for this Touching Story Ethel..I`m sure Dewey is with you always!! ~S~ I don`t know about anyone else, but I cried when I read her story of her son.
Here is another email from Ethel. Thank You Ethel for this Wonderful Story of You!!
Message From: ethel@northpro.net (ethel retrum) Date: Thu, Aug 24, 2000, 4:33pm (PDT+2) To: opqr2@webtv.net Subject: My story
Hello Cheryl,
My personal spiritual experience happened eight years ago ... It was a cold ,rainy, dark day in November...My husband was driving me to the Dakota Medical Clinic..I had not been feeling well for several months so I was going in for an examination....No need to say how worried and frightened I was...
He drove up to the entrance and let me out..he said," I will park the car and see you inside"..As I started to walk up the long entrance way I said, "God I want you to take my hand and walk in with me"..Then I felt something by my side as if someone was right by my side holding my hand..I immediately felt a warm glow had surrounded me..My fear had left me and I was completely at ease... I will never forget that wonderful moment of Peace..
I went through the exam just fine..I had an operation to remove my gall bladder two days later..The doctor said he had never seen a gall bladder in such a condition..The operation took 5 1/2 hours...I had my 72 birthday the day of the operation..And I thank my Heavenly Father for being there to see me through..
He is my Lord and Savior and I couldn't live each day without Him..
  The memory of that day will always be in my mind..
As always, Ethel Retrum
Here is a New email Letter I just received. If anyone knows who the Author is can you please email me so I can give Credit to the person it belongs to?? Thanks.
Message From: LOUISIANA_BELLE@webtv.net Date: Thu, Aug 25, 2000, 3:20pm (PDT+2)
Subject: Get out the kleenex
The Dress (author unknown to me)
"Do you like my dress?" she asked of a passing stranger, "My Mommy made it just for me." She said with a tear in her eye. "Well, I think it's very pretty, so tell me little one, why are you crying? "With a quiver in her voice the little girl answered. "After Mommy made me this dress, she had to go away."
"Well, now," said the lady, "with a little girl like you waiting for her, I'm sure she'll be right back."
"No ma'am, you don't understand," said the child through her tears, "my Daddy said that she's up in heaven now with Grandfather." Finally the woman realized what the child meant, and why she was crying. Kneeling down she gently cradled the child in her arms and together they cried for the mommy that was gone.  Then suddenly the little girl did something that the woman thought was a bit strange.  She stopped crying, stepped back from the woman and began to sing. She sang so softly that it was almost a whisper. It was the sweetest sound the woman had ever heard, almost like the song of a very small bird. After the child stopped singing she explained to the lady, "My mommy used to sing that song to me before she went away, and she made me promise to sing it whenever I started crying and it would make me stop."  "See," she exclaimed, "it did, and now my eyes are dry!"     As the woman turned to go, the little girl grabbed her sleeve, "Lady, can you stay just a minute? I want to show you something." "Of course," she answered, "what do you want me to see?" Pointing to a spot on her dress, she said, "Right here is where my Mommy kissed my dress, and here," pointing to another spot, "and here is another kiss, and here, and here," "Mommy said that she put all those kisses on my dress so that I would have her kisses for every boo-boo that made me cry."
Then the lady realized that she wasn't just looking at a dress, no, she was looking at a Mother who knew that she was going away and would not be there to kiss away the hurts that she knew her daughter would get. So she took all the love she had for her beautiful little girl and put them into this dress, that her child now so proudly wore. She no longer saw a little girl in a simple dress, she saw a child wrapped in her Mother's love.
I Love God. He is my source of existence and Savior. He keeps me functioning each and everyday. Without Him, I will be nothing. Without him, I am nothing but with Him I can do all things through Christ that strengthens me.      Phil 4:13

I have been receiving more stories in my email box, so I will have them on my pages soon. There are some new ones that are Hopefully going to be put on my "Premonitions & Dreams" Page. As soon as I get Permission from the owners to do so. Thank You all for sharing your Wonderful Stories with me and my Visitors to my Homepages. ~VBS~ Cheryl
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