Yesterday, I realized after I wrote for the day, that my friend was sending me hearts after I had dreamed of her.
In my dream I said, "Why haven't you called, it's not like you to go so long between calls!"
Today, she and my angelic team, sent me another heart. A teddy bear holding a heart. After she crossed, I saw a teddy bear cloud with a heart on the belly. During that time, I noticed all kinds of clouds in the sky to let me know that she had made it safe and sound across the veil. I can hear her now!
"Guess what?"
I would answer, "What?" knowing I would hear the answer if I responded or not!
"Not only can I make Teddy Bears with hearts in the clouds, I can do it in your coffee, too!"
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I am grateful that the Veil is thin. I am grateful that my loved ones found my vibrational signature and have learned how to communicate with me. This is a two way street. A connection, a relationship that is built on trust and faith.
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I suspect my friend sent the chicken, too. She loved her hens. Some of them had moved with her from SD to Colorado before they moved with her again to Wisconsin.
I visualize my friends and family sitting around a fire pit discussing the images they want to create and send to me. Of course the images need to be ones that I will recognize as being from them. The chicken and the Teddy Bear are easy. My dad and a friend from high school gave me Teddy Bears.
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The dog with the patch on its eye looks like the dog I had when I got my first teaching job. His name was Skipper. That dog and I went everywhere together. He even rode the ski lift with me when I was a ski instructor many years ago. My mom may have thought up his image for today, as she loved all of my dogs. She went with me to pick him out. He was a Sheltie that was too big for the show ring or for breeding. He was absolutely the perfect companion for me.
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The troll and the beaver. Oh how fun. This was my dad's idea. He use to tell stories to the grand kids all of the time about a troll on a bridge. That troll was the meanest troll around. He made every person and animal pay the toll to use the bridge. Even the beaver who could swim under it, or build a dam to flood it. The kids and my dad would laugh and laugh as the story changed every time they saw each other.
Today, I am grateful that my loved ones cared enough to send me these lovely images. I have had the best time thinking about what each image represents on this day. They brought me great joy!
Manifest a magical day or more!
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