Sacred Stories
They inherited his mom’s house. Long after everything that belonged to her had been cleared out, a whiff of her perfume would hang in the air.
They would smile and thank her for stopping by for a visit.
Living and Loving
Sacred Stories
They inherited his mom’s house. Long after everything that belonged to her had been cleared out, a whiff of her perfume would hang in the air.
They would smile and thank her for stopping by for a visit.
Sacred Stories
After his “Mum” passed, he thought of her every time he saw a cardinal.
He remembered well the old folklore saying that, “When a cardinal appears in your yard, it’s a visitor from heaven.”
Other animals are recognized as messengers too.
Let me know if you have a story to share of how you have been visited by a loved one.
Sacred Stories
This was the first winter since her husband had passed. Although this winter, they would not be coming to Southwest Florida as snowbirds together, she traveled with some friends, and was staying with other friends.
Accompanying her friends, she was surprised that they had a cat named Walter. Walter was her husband’s name.
Not really a cat lover, she felt oddly comforted by the fact that Walter came and settled in right by her feet. There he stayed.
At the end of the evening, as she was getting up to leave, Walter got tangled up in her purse straps.
“Walter doesn’t want you to go shopping!” one of the good friends quipped. They all laughed.
It is not every day you meet a cat named Walter….
Sacred Stories
She was having breakfast with some friends who had been visiting, enjoying the lovely January morning in South Florida.
They spoke deeply about their shared Peace Corps experience, of having served together in Togo—officially the Togolese Republic—one of the smallest countries in Africa.
Her friends were heading out to the airport.
As she stood up to leave, a couple who had also been enjoying the cafe’s small outdoor seating area, spoke up, “We did not intend to intrude on your conversation, but we could not help overhearing your having been in Togo, Africa.”
“I will be right back. I would love to know how you know about Togo,” she assured them it was not an intrusion. She had rarely met anyone who even knew about Togo.
She settled the bill and bid her friends farewell before coming back to sit and chat with the couple, who had also served in the Peace Corps in Togo!
Our three-dimensional reality certainly has an amazing ability orchestrating place and time….
Sacred Stories
Following his mother’s death, the man who had been his “father” as he was growing up told him he was not his real father.
Soon, he was also told who his biological father was.
And he discovered that he had siblings!
Making contact with those folks, he learned his father and siblings knew about him.
For years, he had been greeted with a big smile and warm words by the woman who worked at the hospital. That woman was his half-sister.
In fact, when he had a grand opening of his restaurant, his father and sister had come.
While he had just lost his mother, he had also received the gift of a larger family.
The events of our lives might not always be simple, but Divine LOVE is within everything…
Sacred Stories
He was awakened from a deep sleep by a very loud screeching sound. He opened the front door and looked out.
An Eastern Screech Owl was perched on a branch, screeching!
Owls were messengers, telling of a death. He “knew” immediately his mother had died.
The following morning he drove to his parent’s home. Walking in the door, his father said, “Your mother is dead.”
“I know,” he replied.
“How do you know?” his dad asked.
“A little bird told me,” popped out of his mouth.
Pay attention. Nature is one of the ways we receive information.
Sacred Stories
She went to get a hair cut. The salon was intimate, located in the breezeway of the hairdresser’s home. As she arrived for her appointment, the hairdresser introduced her to the previous client.
They discovered they lived in the same town.
“We live on a very oddly shaped street,” the client gave her the street name.
“I live on that street, too!”
The street is “U” shaped. As the other client described where on the street she lived, it was right across from her, just one house down!
“Did you just move in?” she inquired quickly.
“We have been there twenty-three years,” was the reply.
Although they had not met in all those years of living across the street from one another, her daughter had once many years ago been babysitter for the other client’s child.
When the time is right….
Sacred Stories
She was sitting inside one of the top medical centers in the United States after a doctor’s appointment that had not gone as well as she would have liked. Nothing terribly serious—issues related to age and high blood pressure, etc.
She was thinking everything over: life, work, family, their recent move to another state. She was wondering if it was the right choice.
A little bird perched on the chair across from her!

She had had a rough childhood, and with her mother’s death much that had been unresolved came up for her.
Peace had been coming. She was realizing the truth that her mother is now in her true form.
Even though there had been distance between them in their physical lives, somehow there was a present understanding that her mom did love her.
With so many others in this waiting area, the little bird landed on the chair and sat looking at her for a several minutes before it flew away.

Her mother loved to bird watch with her father and her mother had shared that love with her.
She knew her mother’s presence and love were with her right now….
Sacred Stories
He had planned to travel out-of-state to attend the memorial service for his nephew. A couple of days prior to departure, at his sister’s urging, he made the decision to not travel because of a severe weather forecast.
Turns out there was another reason for that guidance….
He had severe forearm pain and went to the emergency room near his home town.
Blood clots were found in his arm, a result of having been taken off blood thinners due to a recent GI bleed.
He was transferred by ambulance to a large hospital in a nearby town he was familiar with, and after a team of doctors reviewed his history, he will be having an “open” surgery today to remove the clots.
He and his family are so grateful he can be closer to home and that he is working with doctors that know his history.
This is another example of how LIFE takes everything into consideration.
Sacred Stories
My husband and I were out enjoying our afternoon at a local winery. When we left there, he suggested we stop by a brewery on the way home. This brewery is not our typical, “let’s stop” place and we’ve never been there on a Sunday, but the day was a great day to be out. Getting out would lift my spirits.
He knows that I’ve been missing my friend who transitioned quite a bit lately. She was my bestie for like 18 years, and she passed several years ago from colon cancer. Sometimes the missing can get intense.
Another friend of mine has suggested that I try the Bloody Mary at this brewery, so we sat at the bar and I ordered one.
A woman sitting next to me started up a conversation. She asked me how my Bloody Mary was and told me how she loved one of the beers there. She had come from out of state to get that beer before it was gone.
We exchanged names. Her name was the same as my friend!
I had to smile at the timing of this meeting. My husband understood the importance of this as well. He brews beer and years ago had named a wheat beer after my friend and her miniature donkeys. She loved having a beer named after her, and we all laughed about how cool that was.
This woman was really nothing like my friend, other than she sounded very independent and matter-of-fact like my friend had been. During our conversation, we had so many things in common and I had the same feeling that I had when I first met my late friend. Both times, I had a knowing, “I have to be friends with this person!”
The meeting even got more funny as this new friend asked how my old friend had spelled her name.
She looked me in the eyes and said, “My name is spelled the other way with an “ie.”
When I first met my old friend’s sister, she had introduced herself as Kelli with an “i”. My first thought during that meeting was an internal chuckle and that she had two eyes. I didn’t choose to say that at that initial introduction, but from that moment on whenever I referred to my friend’s sister, I always said, “with an i.”
My new friend’s reference to the spelling of her name really hit home with me. I felt my old friend might be setting up this meeting, and it definitely was emotionally uplifting.
Before we left the brewery my new friend asked me to put her number in my phone so we can get together again.
Pretty cool…Hello, Old Friend, and welcome, New Friend.❤️
(Shared by a friend on Facebook.)