In the midst of a trade show in the Motor City, I felt very achy after setting up on Friday. I went to the hotel gift shop to buy a completely overpriced packet of Advil. Yes overpriced, $2.69 for two pills. But I digress.
Roughly an hour later I went to take the pills. I waited until I was even achier to really be cost effective but then I could not find them. I looked everywhere. I am in an Embassy Suites and checked the bar/kitchenette area thoroughly. The packet was gone. I convinced myself that I had thrown it away yet after checking the garbage realized I hadn't. I finally gave up and found a friend with some Tylenol. She didn't charge me.
Then last night I had a dream. Leonardo DiCaprio and I were desperately trying to board a train (yes, Leo and I hanging, despite the fact I am NOT a supermodel). The fare was ten cents. I had a pile of dimes but then when it came time to board, they were gone. I had to keep waiting until I found one. Never did. Leo went on without me. Jerk. Then I woke up.
Off to make my morning cup of coffee in the room's high tech coffee maker (ha!) I saw a dime on the counter, accompanied by the Advil packet. The above picture is not staged. I swear to all the Gods in heaven above I shit you not. There were my pills and my train fare. So, I ask you, how in the world did they get there?
I have always believed in higher powers. I believe that I have led many lives before this one (we can talk reincarnation another day!). However, when things like this happen I can't help but wonder how and possibly who was involved? I also wonder if anyone else thinks about these things?
The following appeared in the Huffpost last February, written by Lee Spiegel:
Of the 1,000 adults interviewed Dec. 17-18, the HuffPost/YouGov poll revealed 45 percent believe in ghosts, or that the spirits of dead people can come back in certain places and situations. When asked if they believe there's a life after death, 64 percent responded Yes. While 59 percent of adults don't believe they've ever actually seen a ghost, 43 percent also don't think that ghosts or spirits can harm or interact with living people.
So, I am one of the 45 percent. And that again begs the question, how did that stuff appear on my counter this morning?
Was it my mom?? I always like to believe that she is watching out for me. Perhaps she knew that I would be sore today after breaking down from this show and would need my Advil. And, as any good Jewish mother would think, I shouldn't be out in the cold without train fare and left me that dime, even though it was a dream.
It's almost five years since she passed. I have had other times when I feel like she is with me or has played with my head by leaving signs. I've even felt rushes of cold come over me which is an alleged sign of a ghost in your presence. She always called me her butterfly. There have been countless times when a butterfly appears in my presence out of nowhere. I always believe it's her.
But who knows. It could be another spirit; another ghost. I am not nuts; I just need help explaining the unexplainable.
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