“Freeing the Soul from Fear” says: A culture that leaves no room for living connections with the spiritual realms can foster fear. Robert Sardello believes connections with angels, spirit guides or the dead can provide an antidote to fear.

My personal experience of this involves Julie Anne being stranded in Mexico because of stormy weather. I sought comfort through prayers addressed to my numerous prayer warriors among the dead. Two maternal aunts used to question this practice of mine. I couldn’t understand why these two aunts, traditional Catholics at that questioned my interpretation of communion of saints teaching!

Since August 29 of this year, (For lack of a better term) I have been spooked. It started with Emil’s passport which I could not locate just two days before our flight to Singapore. It was sheer agony to wait for the bank to open for us to check the safety deposit box. My husband and our daughter examined several options in case the passport could not be found.

In he bank, my husband calmly emptied the contents  of the safety deposit box. The passport wasn’t there. Then my husband decided for us to go back to the condo and for him to personally examine the contents of the overnite bag where the passport was supposed to have been kept.

Another round of agony for me. It was the longest three minute ride back to the condo for me. I did not even dare to check my overnite bag. My husband calmly too out the contents of my bag and quicly identified his passport. All along it was there but I mistook it as my old passport due to its thickness. I wrongly expected his passport to be as thin as my new passport. I completely forgot his old passport was attached to his new one when he applied for a visa to South korea. I did not go with him.

Back from Singapore this September, the spooky business continued. I could not locate my extra pair of glasses inside an embroidered Singaporean case. To make a long story short, my husband and I simultaneously saw the case on top of one of his many school bags. I did not bother to check in that area because I remember I did not unpack there. The logical explanation is: the embroidered case must have fallen from a paper lantern from Singapore I placed on top of Emil’s closed laptop.

I have yet to write about several unmindful episodes both in Singapore and herein Manila. Wake up calls!