This post was originally published on our Substack platform in February 2023, where it had restricted access. Now it is available for you to read here.
Let me set the scene. Jane and I were on a two-night stay in a hotel in Weymouth, Dorset, on the south coast of England. We were visiting family we’d not seen since before the covid pandemic.
On the first morning in the hotel, we were getting ready to go out. We were both gathering our stuff together, Jane on one side of the room and me on the side of the bed. I was getting all my camera gear together. I picked up my spectacles case and as I did so, a small coin fell from it onto the bed.
I never keep money loose in such a holder and was a little taken back by how it had got in there. On picking the coin up and looking at it a little closer, it looked like an old sixpence. I had no idea where it could have come from and even fewer ideas about how it got in my glasses pouch.
I mentioned it to Jane, but this was hardly enough of a surprise to stop her from doing whatever it was she was doing.
“Wow, very nice,” she probably said as she put her lippy on!
Holding the coin, I opened the glasses pouch to slide it back into where it had come from. But what happened next was rather strange. The little old sixpence fell to the carpet and vanished – literally. Momentarily, I looked at the open pouch and the upright position I was holding it querying myself over how I missed that big opening, I even checked the pouch to see if it had holes in the bottom. It didn’t.
I went down onto my hands and knees and searched for the coin. I used my hands to brush through the carpet in an attempt to find it. I searched for a good few minutes before I gave up. A small red flag was signalling in my mind.
“That was spooky. Was that a message of some sort?” I thought to myself.
Several hours later in the day, while we were on the Isle of Portland enjoying tea in a cafe, Jane suddenly pulled a small coin from her puffer jacket pocket. It was a 5p coin, almost the same size as the sixpence in old money. Jane has a thing about little coins and never usually has any. She claims they annoy her! They go into the saving jar at home as soon as she has any. So she was surprised about how and where this little coin had come from.
Jane asked me if it was the same one I had lost earlier that day in the hotel room. I told her that mine was an old sixpence. But Jane was still puzzled at where this little coin had come from and was quick to dismiss the possibility that it was hers. She doesn’t keep small change in anything other than her purse.
A few days later, we returned home and settled back into our routines. Jane took this first morning back home to go to her mother’s house to continue clearing cupboards. Her mother had recently passed to spirit.
She returned home at lunchtime with boxes and baskets filled with some of her mother’s small effects that Jane wanted to keep. After she placed all the items on our kitchen worktop, she looked at me in a way that I knew meant she had something on her mind.
“Trev, I found this in Mum’s stuff when I was clearing out her bureau. What are your first thoughts?” (see photo above)
As Jane opened the card and revealed the inside, my heart jumped with surprise. I stared at it for a moment before saying,
“It was your mother. She was sending us a message when we were in Weymouth. Oh my goodness!”
Jane immediately responded, “That’s exactly what I thought when I found it. Mum was with us when we were visiting. She gave us a sign.”
Ordinarily, not every odd thing that happens can be put down to spirit at work. My small shiny silver coin could have just been a coincidence, even though I could not account for it being there. But then there’s Jane’s find in her jacket pocket she’s no clue as to how it got there. That’s stretching coincidences a bit too far for me.
But what about the card that appears three days later with a small shiny sixpence taped on the inside of it? Another coincidence? I don’t think so for one moment. This is how the spirit side works. They’re not limited to words alone. They can manipulate objects, make numbers appear, or inspire our minds to look in a particular place at a particular time. That is how they work when they want to message us.
The challenge with this type of communication is that we all have to, not only be alert for such events but also be prepared to acknowledge them when they happen. Then we should spend a second and thank the spirit person for revealing whatever it was. Once the spirit person knows they can communicate through this method, they will do it time and time again.
But if you dismiss everything as coincidental and never acknowledge that something that happens might be their way of communicating, they’re likely to just give up trying. After all, it’s failed to communicate with you, so why would they keep trying?
Even if you end up saying “Thank you spirit” a dozen times every day, you are at least letting them know you are ‘listening’. And if 11 of those 12 times it was just coincidences, so what! Who cares if you were wrong? Who heard you anyway? Spirit did!
The key word to remember now you’ve read the true story is ‘Receptive’. It’s up to you to stay receptive, always be receptive and great gifts will come to you.
