My kids think I’m
really hard on phones. They think
electrically, I burn up the energy in phones. Who knows? Apparently, I’m hard
on cell phones too. So when I went to upgrade my iPhone to the iPhone 4, I made sure I bought an Otter Box to
encase it. I dropped my last phone and shattered the screen. It was so weird,
one minute it was in my hand and the next it lay shattered on the ground. It
still worked, but it was quite shattered. I still don’t understand how or why
that happened. With my new phone, I was now smugly confident: I had an Otter
box!
Well, I hadn’t had
my new iphone 4 even six months when I was standing in my office holding it
when somehow it was no longer in my hand and was now on the tile floor of my
office profoundly shattered. The last phone was only cracked, this one was so
broken it looked like the glass was pulverized – but it still worked.
I’m a somewhat
spiritual person, but I was so angry! How could this happen to me twice? I allowed those moments of
incredulity: that it happened twice and the second time the darn phone was in
an Otter Box, the Cadillac of phone protectors – which didn’t work. So after I
cooled down, had shaken my head, blown off steam to my sister and my friends, I
began to wonder why did this happen to
me? Why now?
Finally, I made an
appointment with the Apple Store in Fashion Valley here in San Diego to have
the screen repaired. I met my friend Laura there for lunch because she had
broken something on her iphone and needed her appointment at the Apple store
too. We got to the crowded Apple store early, so we decided to wander through a
high-end handbag/clothing store somewhat across from the Apple Store to kill
some time.
The ladies in the
store were really kind, helpful and pleasant. As we were about to leave the
store I decided to share one of the book cards for one of my newest books: Ghost Stories from the Ghosts’ Point of
View, Book One. It’s a gorgeous book card. When I handed the card to the
tall blond woman who had so kindly helped us, she looked at me and seemed
incredulous. She called her fellow employee over and showed her the card, so I
got out another one. This woman’s eyes got big and she looked at Laura and I
and told us that her store is haunted! Really? This upscale handbag store is haunted? Laura and I looked at each other silently thinking… can our
lives get any stranger?
Then other employees
seemed to gather around us, each with their own stories of how haunted this
particular store is.
One sales rep said
that she felt creepy in the back of the store.
Another said that it
looks and sounds like there are women going through the new clothes because you
can see the clothes on the rack move like someone is going though it, but no
one is there.
They asked us if we
could see and remove the ghosts right
then. Laura and looked at each other and said sure!
We each ‘looked’ in
the environs of the store. I immediately saw a very creepy ghostly guy in the
stock room; he liked to watch the pretty young women. He did not have good
intentions. He wasn’t harming them in the strictest sense but his energy was
very alarming. I immediately removed him. I had the impression that he had been
homeless and exactly how he died was never clear. He did not have a long
conversation with me. I simply had him removed and then I cleaned the energy of
the back room.
I also saw two
ghostly women sifting through racks and examining the clothes. It seemed to me
that both of these women had died in some type of traffic accident and had
ended up returning to a place that had brought each of them pleasure. They
really loved shopping. I had them escorted to the Heaven World.
Laura saw the same
things and together we cleaned the energy of the store and we could do all of
this because the pretty blonde woman, Rosalind, who helped us was a manager and
we had her permission.
The ladies asked us
to sign the book cards. We told them to keep in touch in the event any more
ghosts found their store. They all told us how unnerved that these ghosts had
made them. None of them ever wanted to open or close the store. They had all
heard the noises. We felt that this was amazing. When Laura and I compared
notes, we realized that we both saw the same things. It’s really great when two
psychics can validate what each other saw and then get the people being haunted
to also confirm that what we saw was what they were all feeling.
Then Laura and I
went to our appointment at the Apple Store, which we almost missed because we
were so intent on helping the ghosts in the store across the way that we almost
forgot why we went to Fashion Valley in the first place!
I just made it. But
it cost me an additional $160 to completely replace that shattered phone since
the screen couldn’t be replaced.
AARGH!! But then I thought, okay, this must be why this happened, so I
could help these women in this store. I thought that was the end of it.
But it wasn’t.
More in Part 2!
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