As a joke one afternoon in passing, Mom suggests I ask Dad to tell me where his keys are, as Mom hasn't been able to find them. That evening in meditation, I did indeed ask Dad where his keys are. I saw it as a type of experiment as to the extent of the proof of this communication. This is what I texted to my mom, in the moment, as I felt connected to Dad:
Within a few days, Mom called me. She indeed found my dad's keys in the back of one of his drawers, directly under his leather wallet. This is why I smelled the leather briefly. What's most interesting here is that I realized, once my mom found Dad's keys, that I had a part of his keys. And guess where they were! Under crumpled paper!
With this physical evidence of the proof of my communications with my dad, I felt that a stronger sense of trust was established. This is now just too undeniable. What would be next?
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Read on and be inspired by the journey! Nature's Way is beautiful! The way is through the heart.
