Fifi Leigh
Wednesday, 10.7.20
I spent 7 days of nonstop reorganizing and cleaning my townhouse in order to find misplaced MX-3 car keys which mysteriously disappeared. In the process, I did a lot of meditation, cleaned up lint and dust bunnies under tables and beds, and found a lot of loose change. On the last day, which is today, I gave up because I was getting a headache. So, I called the local Mazda dealership to ask about getting new keys for my MX-3. I made note of the requirements that I needed to take with me to the dealership, in which I was planning to go on Saturday morning. I gathered what I needed and put them aside.
Then, I went upstairs to reorganized some of my drawers in my bedroom. I took my radio with me with a Dave Koz jazz CD. While working on the fourth drawer, which had shorts, I was folding a camel-colored corduroy shorts with suspenders, and I noticed a lump in the pocket. It was hard. I wondered what that was. I suddenly pulled out my MX-3 car keys. I was so shocked that I couldn’t stop laughing. I found it last minute, when I had given up searching for it, and I wasn’t looking for it or anything. I was just relaxing to the jazz music while reorganizing. My last minute plans has now changed. I don’t need to go to the dealership.
Moral of this Story: While making other plans and moving on, I found what I was looking for.
That is wonderful that you found your keys. My situation was a little more drastic. When I lived in Latvia out in the suburbs you could get to the store in any kind of casual clothes so one time I just grabbed an old jacket put it on and off I went. My husband was on business travelling then and I felt a bit lost so the store gave me a chance to get out and about. I returned from the store and wanted to lock the front get. No keys then I checked the front door and I had locked that. I do not carry a purse so the keys would go into my pocket. No keys. As I turned about looking at the ground in the case as I left for the store they had dropped out no keys. Then something thumped me in the back. I took off my jacket and felt all over it and sure enough, it has a torn lining and the keys had slid way in. I had found my keys,
I kept sending you “light” and calm. Just thank the spirits for their help. Andre’
Fifi, I’m so glad you found your missing keys. After reading your desperate message to me that they were gone, I didn’t know what to say so I sent …