Debra Basham

Living and Loving

Tag: synchronicity

  • Soul Friends

    Sacred Stories

    She ordered a new book entitled, Soul Friends, and was told by Amazon that it would be shipped in two weeks.

    Three days later she received a package from her terminally ill friend who was giving some of her precious belongings away, and at the very same time also received the copy of Soul Friends from Amazon.

    These are sacred stories. What does this all mean to you? Do you have as story to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • Clover

    Sacred Stories

    Her grandma always had a knack for finding four leaf clovers. It would have been her grandma’s birthday. Out for a walk, her mom found one. She says, “I love those little hello messages.”

    These are sacred stories. What does this all mean to you? Do you have as story to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • Appointment

    Sacred Stories

    February 8 she received an email message requesting a session. When would she be back in town? She was not due back until early April.

    March 22 she sent a response: “Hi. Wondering if you want to set up your appointment for soon after I get home.”

    The reply popped in right away: “You won’t believe this. Oh, yes, YOU will. I was thinking just ten minutes ago about texting you to see when you will be back home! LOL.”

    These are sacred stories. What does this all mean to you? If you have a story to share, send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • UPS

    Sacred Stories

    She was intending to drive to the UPS store after her doctor’s appointment, but she needed to return directly home to ice packs. Halfway home on her country road, she said out loud, “Sure would be convenient if a UPS truck was in the neighborhood to take my package.”

    A UPS truck rounded the corner heading directly toward her!

    She waved to him to stop next to her car and handed him her package.

    It’s the littlest things that can make the biggest difference. That week her life had gotten very dark, sometimes scary, lonely, and pretty heavy.

    She says, “I felt heard. Ask and you will receive.”

    It was just what the doctor ordered.

    These are sacred stories. What does this all mean to you? If you have a story to share, send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • Candy Striper

    Sacred Stories

    Her son was two-and-a-half. Friends had come to swim. Just before dinner, she bathed her son and was bathing her daughters when her husband screamed her name. Her son had been pulled from the pool unconscious!

    Water poured from every orifice in his body. She rode in the ambulance, praying.

    At the hospital, she stood by helplessly as they were unable to revive him. She was led to a room to wait.

    The woman in a pink candy striper uniform came in and told her, “Your son is screaming bloody murder.” They prayed together, and the woman in pink stayed with her until someone came to get her. They needed her help to calm her son so they could run some tests. He was alive!

    After the situation calmed down, she wanted to thank the woman who had stayed with her. No one knew anything about a woman in a pink uniform. This hospital did not have candy striper volunteers.

    These are sacred stories. What does this all mean to you? Do you have as story to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • Rude Awakening

    Sacred Stories

    She was admitted into the hospital for surgery on Monday morning. Well supported by family and friends, she had someone staying with her, dutifully sleeping on the pull-out sofa just a few feet from her hospital bed.

    In the middle of the night she was awakened by a loud crash!

    The entire wall of window covering—including all of the hardward—had come crashing down onto the sofa.

    It was the first night (in fact, it was the only night) she stayed alone.

    These are sacred stories. What does this all mean to you? If you have a story to share, send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • Casey

    Sacred Stories

    Casey was a bit of a handful. She was one of those dogs who refused to stay in her own yard. For weeks now, Casey would disappear every afternoon. Her owner had no idea where she was, but Casey would come back home by dinnertime.

    Quite the surprise, one day Casey stayed home all day.

    The following day, a man came to the house, asking if the Alaskan malamute lived there. He said he just wanted to thank Casey.

    The past few weeks Casey had been spending every afternoon with the man’s father. He said his father had Alzheimer’s and had been very agitated and fearful. Petting Casey kept him occupied and calm.

    Casey had not come to visit yesterday because somehow she knew!

    The man’s father had died peacefully in his sleep two nights previously.

    These are sacred stories. What does this all mean to you? Do you have as story to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • Mojo

    Sacred Stories

    On Sunday evening he was visiting friends to play dominoes. Addressing the wife, he said, “I need you to do some of your Mojo. We need to find a rental for next season.”

    She told him he did not need her Mojo, he just needed to use his own. He was to simply say or think, “Whatever she does, I need some of that now.”

    The following evening, at euchre someone told him about a rental. It was perfect!

    These are sacred stories. What does this all mean to you? Do you have as story to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • Grandma’s Ring

    Sacred Stories

    When she was eight years old, her mom brought her, and her brother and sister, to their grandma’s home. They were searching for her grandma’s engagement ring. There was concern about the ring being in the house while it was empty. Her grandma was in the hospital in acute respiratory failure after years of living with emphysema.

    Her mom’s search centered on an old dresser with lots of small drawers. Her mom was removing the drawers, rows at a time, searching for a small manila envelope containing the ring.

    The children were playing in the skeleton of the dresser, pretending they were mail carriers stuffing imaginary mail into each small cubby.

    After what seemed like hours of carefully searching and re-searching the contents of each drawer, the drawers were all put back in. The ring had not been found.

    Just as they were leaving, her mom turned back and opened one drawer to find the tiny manila envelope placed neatly on top. Her mom began to cry.

    As her mom sat there crying, the phone rang. It was her aunt calling with news that her grandma had just passed.

    These are sacred stories. What does this all mean to you? Do you have as story to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • Flat Tire

    Sacred Stories

    He had a flat tire.

    Fortunately, a guy stopped.

    After helping him take off the tire, the guy then drove him to a place to get the tire repaired.

    “They do a great job here,” he grinned.

    The tire was quickly repaired, and the guy drove him back to his vehicle.

    Arriving back at his vehicle, the guy vanished!

    These are sacred stories. What does this all mean to you? Do you have as story to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.