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Lost and Found

Today I encountered a techno challenge that I know will resolve itself in the perfect way and with great grace and ease. A few hours ago, I wasn’t so sure. I had gone to the gym, toting with me, my backpack that contained my wallet, headset and cellphone, all of which I checked to make sure accompanied me both into and of the building. I was on my way out the door long about 6:30 to meet up with friends for dinner. I felt around in the backpack once again and……no phone.  Growling, grumping, scrambling around my house and car, asking my son to call my number…no brand new iphone4 s answered. Adam reminded me that getting upset wouldn’t help me find it. He has to pick this time to throw my own words of advice at me, as I have said the same thing when items of his have gone missing. I called the gym and asked them to keep an eye out for it. I drove there and looked around the parking lot, checked the street here, no luck. “Ok, universe,”, I called out….”Angels, St. Anthony, whoever can offer assistance, please help me find my AWOL device.” and then drove to AT &T, praying all the while that I had the good sense to purchase a protection plan.  I had and the salesman was one of those angels who helped to pave the way for a replacement and an itsy bitsy go phone to tide me over in the meantime. Still holding out for the likelihood that the phone will show itself…come out, come out wherever you are.

A few weeks ago, my yahoo account had gotten hacked and I was unable to get back in and retrieve my email addresses, nearly 2000 of them that I had collected over the years. So I am rebuilding that list now. The question I ask, since this is too coincidental not to have a meaning or purpose, what the heck is this about?  I firmly believe that things happen for a reason. Am I too dependent on technology?  Perhaps I am and this is Spirit’s way of reminding me to tap into the heavenly hotline. So I shall. I am considering the idea that I need to feel more connected with those around me without relying on wires and fiber-optics. Maybe it is telling me to connect to my intuition. Still seeing the phone back in my hands, easily and effortlessly.

In the meantime, I continue to trust the highest possible outcome, grateful for whatever it is. Magical thinking? Miracle mindedness? I’m all for it <3

A friend suggested this prayer for assistance from The Koran.

By the Glorious Morning Light – sung by Jerry Forman http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ghc4H7KF2Gw

 



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