We know that when we ask our loved ones for a sign that they are with us, the signs come in various forms. It may be a phone call and their name shows up on caller ID, lights that flicker, something out of the ordinary happens in your life that only you and the person who has passed on would relate to – the signals are too varied to list all of them. When I just wanted reassurance that my son was close, I would ask him to send me a sign and I even specified the sign that I wanted, “Just show me a penny so that I know you are near,” I would think to myself. Within hours the pennies would start showing up. In my kitchen drawers (which I do clean out regularly) on my floor or carpet that I had just cleaned, in front of a chair that no one ever sits in, in my car and on and on. One day, I was at the car wash and was getting out of my car when the attendant asked me to move my car to another bay. No problem, I thought. As I opened the door to get out of my car once it was in the open bay, there is was – a penny. I naturally looked over to the first bay I had pulled into and there was no penny to be found. If a day is unusually challenging, sometimes I have found 4 or 5 pennies. It puts a smile on my face and I just say, “Thanks, Ronnie, I needed that!”
My daughter-in-law knows of this thing with pennies and recently sent me a poem about them. I googled the poem to be sure I gave the author proper credit. It turns out there was no known author. But imagine my surprise when I read a story from a man that said after his 18 year old son had died he was walking out of a store and started seeing pennies. Not just some – but many. In fact, he said by the time he picked them all up, filling both of his pockets, he had $6.00 worth of them. There were many other stories about the topic of signs on this website as well. Makes me realize how hard our loved ones are trying to get our attention and open the lines of communication with us. My son has proven to me that he always around. I am humbled and grateful for his unconditional love and ongoing communication.
The Angel and the Penny
I found another penny today
Just laying on the ground
But it’s not just a penny
This little coin I’ve found
That’s what my Grandma told me
She said angels toss them down
Oh, how I loved that story
She said when an angel misses you
They toss a penny down
Sometimes just to cheer you up,
To create a smile from a frown
So don’t pass by that penny
When you are feeling blue,
It may be a penny from heaven
That your loved one tossed to you!
Have a great few days and watch for signs from you loved one!
I have 2 book talks coming up for anyone that can attend: Kazoo Books, 2413 Parkview, Kalamazoo – 6:30 PM and Michigan News, 308 Michigan Ave., Kalamazoo – 5:00 PM
The 4th of July is all about our freedom in the U.S. There are so many countries in this world where it is not possible to recognize individual freedom. We are, indeed, fortunate. So many people who came before us made tremendous life sacrifices just to be sure that we would be a country that values individual freedom. I am humbled by their vision, dedication to the cause and effort to make it a reality. They made sure that we would have the opportunity to live in a land that celebrates the uniqueness of each person.
I had the rare opportunity to celebrate this year with my extended family in Michigan. All 47+ of us enjoyed a day sharing, laughing and playing together at one of the local lakes. As the hours wore on, it was evident that each of us really didn’t want the day to end. It was just one of those perfect days. As I watched each of them, I thought about how grateful I was to God/Universal Energy for their presence in my life. As a group they reflect a slice of the American dream. Each are so unique and yet are all working to improve their lives one day at a time. Wow! It doesn’t get much better than that!
The freedom we experience in our county allows us to learn, develop and live our lives to the fullest. We have the opportunity to make our life and the life of others a little better everyday just by taking the time to connect and show that we care. Caring about yourself was not something my generation was taught to do. Being selfless was rather the norm. So,I have had to learn all about taking care of self first. What a challenging lesson it has been! Yet, we learn as we become older that in order to help others and change the world we must take care of ourselves first. Some of us need ‘permission’ to put ourselves first. Well, here you have it – during this Independence Week – please take care of yourself – do something special just for you. Why? Because, YOU deserve it. As Dr. Seuss in his famous story said, You are a unique being, the number 1 genuine article. There really will never be another you. So celebrate our freedom and celebrate the freedom to be you. You will feel more energized and tomorrow will seem even brighter. Tonight, before going to bed, think about something you can do just for you and remember why it is possible – because our forefathers worked to make the world a little better place.
Have a great few days!
In my book, I talk about the day when my sister realized her time to exit was getting close. She said she wanted to talk to me about writing her eulogy. Really? My best friend – my sister – expected me to rise to the occasion and speak her thoughts. It was not something I wanted to do but without question would do because the connection and love we shared was so deep. I loved her with every ounce of my being. When I had to tell her that the dialysis was no longer working, my heart sank as she looked at me with frightened eyes and said, “If I don’t go to dialysis, I will die.” Looking into her eyes, I know I saw her soul that day.
As I jotted down notes about what she wanted me to say, she ended by saying, “Tell them that I am not saying ‘Goodbye’ but just ‘See you later,’ because I will.” At the time I was so immersed in the thought of her passing that I simply wrote the phrase down exactly as she said it.
Now, years later, that statement remains so powerful to me. There really is no such thing as goodbye. Our loved ones are with us, just waiting for us to open up to the possibility that they are watching over us, hopeful, that we will recognize their presence, and invite them in.
My son, the powerful spirit that he was (and is) did not wait for me to open up and invite him in after his tragic accident in May, 1999. He had about as much patience as I have had in the past. That would be zero to none! Three months after his passing he started getting messages to me and continues to this day. As he has said in the book, “Life can be its own gift or its own undoing. It all revolves around developing one’s consciousness about ourselves and about how unconditional love allows the communication from our loved ones to continue forever.”
Thanks son, I needed to hear that then and share it with others now. It offers both help to those who are grieving and hope so they will feel strong enough to continue on the rest of their life journey.
You will find a decade of direct quotes from my son, mother and sister in my book, Just Behind the Door.
Have great few days!