Losing (and finding) jewelry--what does this mean?

[MorningGlow]

I dunno--there has to be something bigger behind my experiences losing jewelry--besides my just being a knucklehead, I mean. Here's my list (all within weeks):

- First, my Brigid's cross ring fell off my finger while I was at a Cub Scout event. Within minutes of noticing it was gone, I saw it on the floor only a couple of feet away from me, even though I had been all over the place all evening.

- Second, my piece of Connemara marble (about 1 1/2" long, a marquise cut) fell out of my necklace (my other piece of jewelry dedicated to Brigid). I had no idea when it fell out, and I was certain it was gone, because I had been running errands all afternoon. I even looked up the eBay seller I got it from and messaged him to ask about getting another pendant. And then, hours later, I stretched out next to MG Jr. on his bed to read to him before bedtime, and I felt something pinch in my bra. It was the stone! I got out my jeweler's glue right away. HOW did it get in my bra? No idea. It wasn't exactly a direct shot, if you know what I mean.

- Third, while I was visiting my family in California, I borrowed my SIL's SUV to run up to the drug store. About half an hour after I got back, I noticed that the charm on a bracelet I made had fallen off. Not the first time, but I thought I secured it better after I lost the last one. This one was a silver feather with a yellow faceted bead, coupled with a small oval of silver stamped with the word "Inspire." I was REALLY certain that was gone, but several hours later I found it in the driveway.

- Fourth, on the way home, while on the plane waiting for it to take off, I noticed another charm, a sunflower, had fallen off the latest bracelet I made. Okay, now THAT one was DEFINITELY gone, right? Brother's house to SUV to airport--hopeless. Um...plane landed, reached under the seat to get my son's carryon out...and there it was, waiting for me.

So. :wtf: I accept that jewelry breaks all the time, but why do I lose something, panic, and then find it RIGHT THERE? I'm trying to puzzle out whether I'm calling the pieces back to me or if they're getting lost to get my attention for some reason or what. Any ideas? I'm stumped. :shrug:

[stellanoir]

1. Maybe it's just a little tweek from the universe that you

might be scattering your energies yet not in an irretrievable way.

Consider being slightly more mindful of your grounding for a while.

I know of stories about how objects will disappear into the underworld for three days then re emerge.

Perhaps with the acceleration of the time/space continuum it's less than three days now. (?)

I've lost a ton of jewelry over the past couple of years. Your recovery rate is better than mine. Congrats on that.

Sounds as though you might need to take a soldering gun to that charm bracelet though.

It is a bit crazy making though for sure.

:hug:

[MorningGlow]

3. Hi Stella!

:hi:

Yeah, I picked up on a "grounding" message as well, plus I was wondering if my guides were sort of clearing their throats--you know, "Ahem--are you ignoring us? Let's put a little temporary panic in there to give you a jolt." They know I thank them profusely when I get something back, and maybe that puts them in the forefront of my mind again, if I've been neglecting them. ;)

I like that time acceleration notion. I agree. :)

[PADemD]

2. You would love this book

http://www.amazon.com/Nature-Things-Secret-Inanimate-Objects/dp/089281408X/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1308506135&sr=1-1

The Nature of Things: The Secret Life of Inanimate Objects by Dr. Lyall Watson

It's one of my favorite books. He starts the book by telling how he finds his watch which was stolen from his hotel room a hundred miles away and three weeks before.

[MorningGlow]

4. Ooh, you're right

I read the first pages and I DO like it! it's going on my shopping list for sure. Thanks! :hi:

[Why Syzygy]

19. Fascinating book!

I read some snips at amazon. I just looked at my project notebook and found these two meanings I got from just reading that little bit.
Holy - healthy and intact
Talisman - accomplishment, fulfillment and completion (talisman is not to 'make' something happen .. it is to remind that it has already)

Definite Wish List item. So glad you mentioned it.

[SheilaT]

5. I personally call events like these

"anomalies of time and space". I've had quite a few myself.

The one involving a piece of jewelry was this: I had a pair of earrings I'd worn only a couple of times. After wearing them, I'd put them on my dresser, which is admittedly pretty messy. A while later, probably a couple of weeks, I could only find one of them, but didn't worry much about it because I knew it was there and would show up eventually. About six months later I was walking down the stairs in the house (2-story) and partway down the missing earring materialized in midair in front of me, hit my knee, and landed on a step right in front of me.

My hypothesis is that there are little creatures or forces or whatever you want to call them that sometime take things and derive great delight from our distress over what's missing. I wasn't playing along, because I was completely unconcerned over the missing earring. So it finally just tossed it back at me.

[murielm99]

6. You could have ghosts.

Sometimes ghosts hide things.

[get the red out]

7. I was thinking something similar

Usually, when I look for my Grandmother's ruby ring I now have I don't find it on the first pass, then go back later and it pops right out of the jewelry bag where my rings stay. This has happened so regularly that I really think it is her way of letting me know she checks in on me, especially since she always told me from the time I was a little girl that when she was gone I should have that ring since we were both born in July and it was my birthstone too.

[MorningGlow]

9. That used to happen to me when I was little

My bedroom came complete with the ghost of a little boy who died in the house (sad story--child abuse--I met him when my mom was meeting with his parents to negotiate the purchase--he was such a sweet little thing). Anyway, it used to be his bedroom. He'd steal my toys all the time, but I knew it was him and didn't mind--he was just playing. If I needed him to return it, all I'd do is say out loud, "Okay, put it back," and then go out into the hall for a few moments. When I came back into the room, it would always be somewhere I had looked already--in the middle of my bed, just under the bedskirt, etc.

[get the red out]

11. Bless him!

Poor little guy, and his parents walking around free, selling their house like nothing happened.

I envy your experience actually getting to "meet" him. I just get little signs people I've known are around sometimes.

[MorningGlow]

12. Oh, they went to jail, thank goodness

My mother never said (or, rather, I never heard when I was eavesdropping--I was only 9 at the time and she wouldn't have told me) how he died or how the parents got pegged for killing him instead of it being labeled "yet another accident".

The boy had been adopted, and the parents had also just adopted an infant girl--I'd hate to think how many more children they would have abused if they hadn't been caught. :cry:

When I think back on it now, what amazes me is, at 9 years old and not having been raised with spiritual stuff, how I knew it was him stealing my toys, and how his presence never frightened me. But then, he wasn't frightening--he was just a little boy who happened to be invisible. And very, very quiet. :)

[SheilaT]

17. I suppose that's possible,

but I never had any sense that the house this took place in had ghosts. It wasn't all that old, built about 30 years ago, and to the very best of my knowledge no one died there. I realize that those conditions do not preclude the possibility of ghosts, but still. . . .

[Cleita]

8. Fairies. They are trying to get your attention about

something. With me, it's losing my glasses and then finding them again. It stops when I figure out what they want. Now I'm not saying it's them physically doing it. I'm sure it's me that does it subconsciously but it's them behind it trying to get my attention.

[MorningGlow]

10. A "clearing the throat"/pay attention message

I was wondering if it was that. Now...what am I supposed to pay attention to...?

[Cleita]

13. Unfortunately, you have to figure it out. Pay attention

to the what, how, when, where and why these events have taken place, just like investigating something, and the answer will come to you.

[MorningGlow]

15. Ya mean I gotta THINK?!

:rofl: DARN IT! ;)

If it was just my Brigid jewelry, I'd say it was a reminder to go to her more often when I need help. (I'm terribly, stubbornly independent and often forget that help is available.) But then there were the two bracelet incidents as well. Trying to find a connection among the four lost-and-founds is what's getting me. But I'll keep trying. :hi:

[Kind of Blue]

14. I wish I knew the answer. One incident

happened when I was about 12. The Catholic school I attended had a dress-up day - no uniform. YAY. I begged my mother and she allowed me to wear her most precious gold hoop earrings that belonged to her mother and her mother, and so on. She made me promise to keep it safe. Went to school, all of us oohing and ahhing about the others' finest. Earrings were a hit. I touched them all day, keeping them safe. I mean I was manic about it. On the walk back home, my little sister noticed one of them was missing. I just touched them before meeting my siblings outside the building. Went back to school and searched and searched. Nuthing. Went home and straight to my Ouija board, asked where the thing was and it spelled: Under mother bed. Ran straight into her room and I looked into the kind of dark underneath and finally saw a glint. Crawled in as far as I could and grabbed it, almost crying with relief.

How could a pair of earrings I had on all day be under parents' bed? I seriously doubt that someone found it and went to my house, giving it to my mother who threw it there. All I know is Mom was so proud of me for keeping it safe and gave me one of the best hugs, ever :rofl: And I never asked to wear a precious heirloom again!

Perhaps your lost and find mean do not stop believing while the world and it's people run hectically about in seeming chaos. There is order and a method to the madness :hug: :hug: :hug:

on edit: wrong age.

[MorningGlow]

16. WOW! That is incredible!

And what is it about returning things "under the bed" anyway? (See my post above about the ghost in my house when I was little.)
:rofl:

[Kind of Blue]

18. What a tragedy *sigh*

He must have been so happy to have another child around and desperately needed attention.

My theory about far underneath the bed is that it is the least likely place I'd look for an object I knew I had while walking out the door. And it is definitely to make you stop and wonder, like SheilaT's object just falling at her feet.

My little brother at one time used to be able to tell us where to find all kinds of missing stuff. I mean we actually made him sob thinking he was a thief. My book, Charlotte's Web was stolen from my desk at school once. You know the kind that lifts up and there's storage? He was too young for school at the time and said while I was devastated telling our parents what happened and said, don't cry, the messy girl who sits by the window has it. Sure enough, sneaked in during lunchtime and there it was - all jacked up! :grr: