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Spirit’s Static Signs
It’s been almost three years since my husband passed, and his signs from the other side have continued…just less often. I get it. He knows I already know he’s not gone because his prior communications have been so plentiful, undeniable and perfectly timed or placed. (See the recounting of signs in my book, You Don’t…
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2 Meatballs and a Cupcake
Gratitude comes at moments we can’t predict, but those moments of appreciation can make all the difference in our attitude and happiness. The other day, I was working to clean up my yard from hurricane damage and wishing my late husband was still alive to help me. Not wanting to get into a pity party,…
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Who’s Calling
The other day, I had a couple visiting me and they were asking me about the book I wrote describing signs I’ve received from my late husband’s spirit. I was showing them the places the events took place in my house, and the phone rang. I completely ignored it as it rang and rang and…
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One Chunk at a Time
The Universe always seems to give me a new project, and this time, it’s to remove a huge hunk of an island that was shoved (by hurricane or tornadic winds) onto my back yard! Those 90 mph winds and 21 inches of rainfall filled the lake and caused such high water that it managed to…
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Sweetest Day Signs
My late husband (Jack) and I met each other on Sweetest Day in Ohio in 1967 at a college “Tea.” We knew right away that we were meant to be together, and we were for the next 54 years until he passed. The grief has been quite the challenge, as any widow of a lifelong…
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Milton Moved an Island!
Who knew the wind and rain of a massive hurricane could move a massive island on a lake! Let me explain this phenomenal vision. There was an island in the center of the lake behind my home. It was called a rookery for nesting birds. Every February the woodstorks would come and make their nests…
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A Floodline Feather
For any of you who have followed my posts describing my feather stories, you’ll know my late husband has left me some remarkable signs using big, white feathers sticking up like arrows shot into the ground at meaningful places and at meaingful times. Well, he did it again. While my family and I were evacuated…
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Signs on Our Evacuation “Vacation”
Those of us who lived in dread of the approaching Hurricane Milton needed to get out of town, or, better yet, get out of state due to those historic, last minute “wobbles.” The numbers were scary (gusts of up to 200 mph!) with a bullseye right on us. So, because some of us were required…
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Comforted by a Book
In honor of National Book Lover’s Day, I wanted to share a story of a memoir I wrote last year. I was recently made aware of a woman who received my book in the mail as a present to help give her peace after the death of her mom. (You Don’t Know Jack! : How…
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Tropical Storm Pajamma Day!
When I grew up in the northeast, anytime we had a snow day, it felt heaven sent! I would be so excited by a surprise day off from school, that I would get up ridiculously early and go right out into the snow (mittens, boots, coat, hat, and scarf over my pajammas) for the thrill.…
TALES FROM THE BOBBI LAMA
SPIRITUAL LESSONS IN LIFE
TALES FROM THE BOBBI LAMA 