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Found Dog!
Sacred Stories Out for a bike ride, she met a woman who had a small dog on a leash.
“Do you recognize this dog?” the woman asked.
Stopping, she straddled her bike. The dog had been found the day before. The woman was out walking the neighborhood streets just looking for anyone who knew something.
She snapped a photo of the dog, jotted down the woman’s contact information, and promptly put up a post on the local Pet-Lost-and-Found Facebook page. Very quickly this sweet little fella was recognized and returned.
Had she not changed her route that day, she would likely have never made that connection. Whether we realize it or not, our paths are being guided. You have to love a happy ending!
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Window Washer
Sacred Stories One summer, she was working on a window washing crew. The crew was doing a house above the lake where the owner had passed away.
Late in the afternoon, she created an intention to be a channel for this gentleman if he cared to communicate. She received a very clear message: “Mind your own business. You are only the window washer!”
The crew got a good laugh out of it.
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Cracked Lid
Sacred Stories A friend’s obituary showed up in my inbox at work. I process obits.
My friend was 97. She had given me a Tupperware container before she moved away four years earlier.
My lunch salad was in that container. The previous day I noticed the lid had cracked….
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Lights Out
Sacred Stories She noticed a street light went out. She had a wondering if it was a communication from her husband.
At that exact moment of her wondering, a second street light also went out!
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Timely Delivery!
Sacred Stories It was such a gift that someone was there to perform CPR on her husband when he collapsed. The most significant synchronicity was that the mail carrier who saved his life was running two hours later than usual, plus it was her first day back on the job after two weeks off!
Sometimes you notice destiny as it plays out before your eyes….
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Mandarin Oranges!
Sacred Stories Her most frequent snack of late was mandarin oranges. She was driving on a four-lane road, when—on the dotted line in her lane—she saw a single mandarin orange slice.
Recognizing it as odd, she missed the message of a visit from her husband until the very next day (on a different four-lane road!) she saw—again on the dotted line in her lane—another single mandarin orange slice.
