“She knew the thought was coming from me.”
I was on a flight from Los Angeles to Tampa, Florida when I realized I had forgotten to leave the key under the front doormat for my friend Alice who was going to feed and walk the dogs.
Because she’s one of the few people who doesn’t carry a cell phone, there was no way I could call to tell her that I always hid a spare key in the shed beside the garage. I could visualize my two collies running around the house, desperate to get outside to relieve themselves. I could also visualize Alice’s look of disappointment and frustration at not being able to get inside the house.
The moment I got off the plane my cell phone beeped and it was Alice. I started to apologize and explain where the extra key was hidden, and I was taken aback when she said she had found it and everything was OK.
I didn’t understand, as I had never revealed the extra key to her, but she said when she was standing in front of the door, the image of the key on a shelf in the shed kept appearing in her mind. She said she knew the thought was coming from me, and she wasn’t the least bit surprised when she found the key precisely where she had envisioned it.
I’ve had somewhat similar experiences with my sister Jodi over the years but never with anyone else. Even to this day, I’ll get an “instant message” from Jodi, and I’ll pick up the phone and tell her exactly what she had relayed telepathically.