Sacred Stories
Her Godmother, who was like a sister to her mother, was visiting. They all met at a restaurant for dinner.
She brought some pictures and things of her mother’s that she wanted to ask about and discuss with her Godmother. They laughed and joked—sharing a really nice time.
In the middle of the conversation her Godmother asked, “Do you think she is here with us?”
“Yes,” she answered, and they both got a little teary-eyed.
When they had finished dinner, the others had to go to the bathroom, so she and her Godmother stood by the stairs waiting right inside the restaurant.
She looked down and saw a pine cone.
This pine cone was like the ones in the mountains—her mother’s ashes were taken into the mountains. Her mother loved nature and the outdoors. When she was a girl and they didn’t have a lot of money sometimes they would go out and pick up pine cones and take glue and glitter and decorate them….
She said, “I think that she was there with us. Why would there be a pine cone there right as we stood waiting? It wasn’t there before. We looked around and there was no display or anything that even came near to a pine cone.”
This pine cone was a sign. For certain!
These are sacred stories. You are always invited to share.