The first time this occurred, I paused for a minute, thought it was slightly ODD, but rationalized to myself that I must have done it and forgotten, although I don’t forget much.
THIS time, there’s no rational explanation that I can deduce.
What is it? Who is it? Has a portal opened into another universe? Is someone trying to communicate with me? Or has some creepy sociopath gained access to my bedroom?
About a month ago, I was changing the bed linens, something I regularly do on Sunday. I found a Shungite crystal under my pillow. I don’t have any recollection of lifting my pillow and placing it there. It’s not something I would normally do, as I have a pretty bowl of crystals close by on my bedside table.
I forgot all about it until yesterday when I changed the sheets and discovered another rock perfectly centered under the pillow on the other side of my bed. This was a pretty little sparkly round rock I found a while ago on a hike in the PNW.
VERY STRANGE.
I’m at a loss to figure out how this happened and what the message could possible be conveyed….can you?
I recommend reading “Reality Shifts” by Cynthia Sue Larson, a physicist with a metaphysical outlook.
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I’ll get it, thank you. It’s very odd and I honestly don’t think I have memory issues.
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Weird stuff like that happens to me, too. The book made me feel a lot better about it!
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I just ordered it! I appreciate the recommendation. I’d love to find any sort of explanation! I’m very pragmatic but open to other things, too.
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Someone is trying to tell you SOMETHING, and it’s up to you alone to try to figure it out. It’s personal. Stop and think about who it is and what it might mean, no one else can tell you. Someone who cares about you, someone who has gone before and needs for you to change something. HUGS.
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Thank you Tonette! It could only be my mom if it’s from another dimension. My house is pretty secure, so I can’t see a random person coming in, not stealing anything (except maybe that pan that disappeared) and putting a rock under my pillow. Such a mystery. Unless I’m losing my mind.
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Sounds like it; that’s where my mind went.
I was unwell, more unwell than I knew, and not taking care of myself, not eating, working too hard,etc., around the time my mother died. A heart-shaped stone showed up out of nowhere with my things. Then another showed up in the ‘Peace Lily’ that someone had sent to me on her death; it was straight from a florist and it had not been there before. I had the plant sitting on a wooden stool and when I moved it, somehow the round pot left a heart-shaped stain on the seat. I knew then it was my mother for sure telling me to take better care of myself or my heart was going to give out; it probably would have.
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Those are lovely messages from your mom. You definitely need to take are of yourself! Stay well, my friend!
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That’s sooo strange!
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It really IS.
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