Debra Basham

Living and Loving

Category: Sacred Stories

Contains sacred stories

  • Burn Healed

    Sacred Stories

    She just needed to get outside. Needed some time alone. She went to the farm and walked in the woods.

    She hated seeing trash in the stream. Some of the woods had been select cut four years earlier. Now so many saplings had grown up she could barely walk in some parts.

    Some of the large trees were leaning down toward the hollow—as if their roots couldn’t hold them straight anymore. As she realized the reason, she cried. Through her tears she apologized for cutting the other trees.

    She saw clearly that the trees had been able to stand so straight before because, over the years, they had intertwined all of their roots together. They supported each other in standing tall on the steep hillside.

    She thanked the trees for the life they had given her as she grew up.

    That night as she readied for bed, she noticed the inch-long burn on the top of her right hand was now only one-half inch and it was already a dry, sealed wound!

    WHAT A LESSON!

    These are sacred stories. Have one to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • Somebody Hit My Car!

    Sacred Stories

    It was Christmas day. She drove her new car to her parents’ home. As she parked near the barn, she said, “I don’t want to park here and have somebody hit my new car.”

    She moved the car across the street next to the house, but that did not feel right, so she moved back to the barn, headed in the opposite direction.

    As the family celebration began, she said, “Somebody hit my car!”

    A moment later they heard a crash.

    Someone did hit her new car, but because of the way it was parked, they were OK and her car was not seriously damaged. She announced the crash before they heard the sound…

    A Christmas angel had given her the gift of a warning. Fortunately, she was paying attention.

    These are sacred stories. Have one to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • Dimes!

    Sacred Stories

    His friend had died of a drug overdose.

    The day after the wake, he found a dime in his suit jacket pocket.

    Two days later, on the way home he had chills and goosebumps and his friend’s photo fell off the visor in his car.

    The next day he found a dime in a jacket he had not worn for a year.

    After his grandpa passed, his grandma started finding dimes. His grandpa had told her anyone could send pennies from heaven, but she would get dimes!
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    These are sacred stories. Have one to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • Crow Feather

    Sacred Stories

    He missed his mom since she had passed, but he thought of her often, and this day he also thought of his mom’s good friend.

    Within minutes, his mom’s friend called to tell him she had just found a Crow feather standing in her yard. Crow was one of her dear friend’s totem animals.
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    Arriving home, imagine his shock and delight. Standing in his yard was a Crow feather!
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    They recognized the visit from spirit! These are sacred stories. Have one to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • 35 Years Plus One Month

    Sacred Stories

    When I was 28 years old, I told myself that I wanted to be in a place to “retire” by the time I was 35 years old.

    My goal was to be free and offer my “work” to the world.

    I got released from my job exactly at 35 years plus one month!

    How humbling to see that our most sincere intentions come true.

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  • Ship Comes In

    Sacred Stories

    The family was all meeting with the pastor to plan his mother’s eulogy. “In some cultures it is common for the spirit of the loved one to visit. Although that is not as well recognized in our culture, I hope you will remain open to the possibility that she will visit.”

    “She already has!” came the shout.

    Just days before, his mom had passed away. She had been living with his sister in another state.

    At 3:30 am, the morning before they were driving to her home town for her visitation and funeral, the plaque fell off the wall. The plaque is hung on a wire which is hung a by a screw that is pushed upwards!

    The plaque was a gift from his mother.
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    This visit was such a perfect fit for her sense of humor!

    Send email to debra@scs-matters.com if this story reminds you of a visit you have experienced. They are really very common!

  • Bat

    Sacred Stories

    Imagine the chaos that erupted when bats began showing up inside resident rooms at the senior living complex…

    Intentional about bringing a deeper sense of things to every experience of life, she suggested to her colleague that they look up the symbolic meaning of bat in Medicine Cards.

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    Her colleague was new to the use of symbolic cards, but she was able to immediately see there was great significance of the bats visiting their facility. She was intrigued.

    Encouraging her colleague gently, she urged, “We can shuffle the cards and draw another one to see if there is additional insight we can gain.”

    What card was drawn?

    Right!
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    Synchronicity is one way the divine speaks to us in our lives. These are sacred stories. Have one to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • KK

    Sacred Stories

    It was about 3 am when a feral kitten came into the porch with some coaxing.

    She was up with a terrible headache.

    Within an hour, after two bowls of food, the kitten jumped up on the coach and curled up with her for short periods of time.

    She had been having headaches fairly often since her son had recently passed. (See “You Cannot Lose Him”)

    “I had the feeling he sent the kitten to comfort me. It is marked somewhat like Butter Cup, the stray that adopted Kalvin.”

    The kitten now has a home and has been named KK, for Kalvin Kenneth.

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    Send email to debra@scs-matters.com to share a Sacred Story you are aware of. Sharing blesses us all.

  • Polished/Unpolished

    Sacred Stories

    She preferred going to confession out-of-town. Something felt much safer to her not being known by the priest hearing her tell of her inner worries, wounds, and wonderings.

    The priest suggested she buy a special kind of stone—one that had a rough side and a polished side. He said that stone was to remind her that difficult times are just the polishing process.

    She fished around in her purse to produce a key chain she had bought two weeks prior:

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    Have a Sacred Story of the divine workings in your life or the life of someone else you know? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • Ants!

    Sacred Stories

    As she woke up that morning, she was dreaming of ants. She was sitting on the sofa, and scads of ants were crawling all over.

    She was trying to scoop them up, and place them out-of-doors safely, but there was an endless amount.

    A few moments later, in the kitchen preparing her baby’s bottle, she was eye-to-eye with an ant!

    If you do an internet search for “ant totem meaning” you will learn about the need to have patience, to work together with the community, and that you are more capable than you ever imagined. (Ants can carry 30 times their own weight!)

    We can all probably benefit from a bit more patience, persistence, and endurance.

    Have a Sacred Story about an animal totem you encountered? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.