What an upsetting few days I had last week. A week ago Wednesday I took a small group of teens to visit a couple of museums and somewhere at the last one, I lost my cell phone. My cellphone carries my life in it. Pictures of my grandkids that I use in Christmas projects. Interviews for an upcoming museum exhibit I am working on. And all the stuff that I use daily. Like phone numbers. I do not know one single person's phone number. They are all on my phone. My only saving grace here, is Facebook Messenger. And my work phone.
I spend the first few days going over and over my route, my stops, and my memory. None of them gave me anything. I went to the museum where I was most thinking I left it and literally begged the spirits there to help me please find my phone. They were silent.
After panic, my wiser self began to emerge. I remembered that often when something happens in our life, it is a lesson. A pull back and time to think about what is really going on. I know, I know, some think this is just a coincidence not a lesson. I just was careless and left it somewhere.
Okay, so yes, I was careless and left it somewhere, but if you know me at all, you know I do not believe in coincidences. So that leaves me a lesson to learn.
Again, if you know me at all, you know that the moment I first saw a computer it was love at first sight. I love technology. I use it all the time. My
life is technology and computers and my phone and my Kindle.
A year ago last winter, the power went out. Gradually, like watching a death, I watched my technology run out of power and fade away. I had to actually pick up an old book to read. I couldn't talk to my Alexa. I was so lost. I also began to realize that I was in a bit of trouble with my technology. I was spending way too much time with it. So I backed off a bit. Went out and bought a real book to read. I am still reading it. Slowly. When I can find where I put it. (okay so at times I am really really careless)
But as time went on, I became as involved and ( I hate to say it ) controlled by my technology. I was giving Alexa commands in my car but I don't have her in my car. I would get upset at the grocery store when my phone wouldn't connect to wifi so that I could read my shopping list. I was right back to where I had been.
So I lost my phone. Yes I was careless, but in reality I am being hit over the head with the lesson that I need to really back off some. The fact that I have been whining about how my whole life is now gone, tells me that I need a reality check. And those 4 and a half days have brought this home.
On Sunday morning, I decided that I needed to do something about my phone. So I lit my candles and incense, asked my special team of angels, ancestors and my higher power for help and then pulled a spread of cards from my Paulina Tarot deck. I chose 3 cards to begin with. The Star, for what I wish for, the World for good luck coming, and the Wheel for believing that this was coming back to me. I then pulled St. Anthony from my Saints and Angels deck and put him on the top of the spread. Finally, I asked my angels for a card to give me directions. I pulled the Knight of Wands. As soon
as I saw it, I knew that it was telling me to go back to where I had been. The knight is on a multi-legged swan facing the left side of the card. Facing backwards to me usually means to look to your past. The many legs tell me that I have searched many places for it. It is also a card of passion and magic. My interpretation is that the phone is somewhere I have already looked several times. It is in a location that holds the past. I took a moment to meditate on the cards, asking St. Anthony and my team for help in locating this lost object, I thought about each tarot card I pulled and visualized the phone being in my hands again. Then I thanked everyone for helping me find my phone. Will I find it? Hopefully yes, but maybe not. Sometimes our lessons are painful and if I don't find it, then my guides are making sure I am learning it. So mote it be.
I went to the museum later that same day. I needed a password for a project I am working on. When I was sitting at my desk, a thought came to me that I had made up some posters that needed to go into the museum. So I went back into the acquisitions room where I had set them and picked them up. There was my phone. Under posters about the past. In the room holding artifacts of the past. In a historical museum office. A place where I looked many times already.
If you have had a reading from me, you know I harp on and on about getting a team of angels, your higher power, and ancestors etc from the other side. Put them on your team and ask for help. I am always amazed at how often, when I do this they come through for me.
