I’ve read the many accounts of “lost and
found” items at the Reality Shifters website with great
interest, the whole time thinking what an awesome—albeit
surprising—ending to the writer’s dilemma.
Never did I think I would experience a reality shift. Yesterday
proved me wrong!
It’s only a small half inch by one inch spot on the first
knuckle of the pointer finger on my right hand. But when the
psoriasis flares, it can be wretched. I have a large tube of
medicine for flare ups that I keep in the medicine cabinet at home.
But a week ago it flared so majorly that I packed the tube with me to the
school where I teach. I resorted to the “magic
tube” repeatedly that first day. And packed it in my
purse to take home at the end of the school day. I thought.
However. When I got home, I could not find it in my school bag, or
my small leather purse. With the finger itching like mad, I checked
the bathroom, my school bag, the car and purse—repeatedly.
I emptied out the little purse, but there NO WAY that big white tube of
medicine was hiding anywhere in its tiny black interior.
Nevertheless, I even felt around with my fingers, to no avail.
At school the next day I ransacked my desk for the tube, itchy finger never
letting me forget how much I still needed it! Nada. Over
the course of the last few days I’ve continued searching
everywhere I’ve already looked myriad times before, even
enlisting the help of my teacher aides; again, no tube.
Yesterday I decided I would just have to bite the bullet and buy a new
prescription. As I packed up materials to leave my classroom for
the day, I opened my little purse to drop keys in. And there, on
top of my to-do list for the evening, WAS THE MISSING TUBE OF
Note from Cynthia:I just love this story of your disappearing and
reappearing tube of medicine! How fabulous to get it back in such a
surprising manner, and how marvelous that it arrived before you bought
another tube! I've sometimes noted that missing things come back to me soon
after I accept the fact that I may never see those things again... almost
as if this is an important part of the process ensuring our subsequent
Sun City, Florida, USA
Three of us just arrived at a Florida flea market one morning, where I
bounced into a woman at a crystal shop. This attractive older woman with
blonde/white hair thought I was a youngster about four feet high, and
we both knew and accepted I was once her student, (in another life.
Anyway, to make a long story short, I came back and bought some clear
quartz crystals in silver to hang on a necklace, for Richard and I.
That night, I was going to use a gold chain with my crystal, but instead
decided to ask my mom if I could borrow a silver chain. The reality shift
occurred with my mother. Mom discovered she was missing garnet rose jewelry
from inside a green case which was in her larger jewelry box. She looked
all around and thought it was very strange that it was missing!
Yesterday, we were delightfully surprised to see Mom's garnet rose jewelry
had returned! Mom sat out on the lawn chair in the Florida room
with me while I typed messages and sent out emails. She was very delighted
to have the three peices of gold jewelery back even though she had to very
delicately untangle the gold chain from knots. While I looked at the
beautifuly crafted work in the jewelry, I could see why they were called
the rose set garnets. And we joked saying how we recognised a reality
And for those who can recall, years ago my mother had other jewelry
shifts... including amethysts and diamonds.
It's a beautiful insight to receive awareness of reality shifts happening
to you, and to notice it when it occurs to others!
How good can it get?
Note from Cynthia: What a marvelous reality shift story! I just
love the way you consistently remember to ask the question, "How good can
it get?" as that is truly the best way to ensure you'll be on track for
getting the answer! We learn the most from the questions we ask, and as you
know, "How good can it get?" is my favorite question! Thank you so very
much for sharing this inspirational story, along with such an upbeat and