TALES FROM THE BOBBI LAMA

This past Sunday morning, I was thinking about Father’s Day and telling my late husband how much I loved him and missed him. I was feeling very weepy, but reminded myself that his energy, spirit, or consciousness was around me and knew how I felt from the other side. I do feel like Miss Greedy when I ask for signs from him, but I asked him anyway to comfort my heart, I guess. The next day, when I was out in my yard, I noticed something at a distance on my gardenia bush. It was small and white like a blossom, but, at 89 degrees, that would make no sense. That bush provides a full display of fragrant white flowers for only about three weeks every April with temperatures in the 60’s at night and 70’s by day. Those temperatures make it perfect for it’s short but heavenly blooming season. As soon as it gets to be late spring and warms up, the blooming season is over. When I went over to take off whatever tissue or paper it was, I discovered it was, in fact, a single gardenia blossom. It was such an unexplainable bloom in our summer heat!

Now I have a theory that when something happens, relevant in context to me and my late husband, and there is “no other explanation,” then it makes me think he has sent me a sign. He knew gardenias gave off my favorite fragrance, and I would cut a few fresh ones every few days in April, always expressing my wish that they would bloom all year round. I can feel his love from the afterlife often since he passed, and have received so many validated signs surrounded in synchronicity, and were more than just a coincidence. My husband’s timing was perfect on this occasion as well… a fragrance of Love right when I asked for a sign. I know that I can’t know how these things happen…just that they do, and I remain so grateful.