To end of this month’s tribute to love we celebrate with a grand finale of hearts to honor this universal symbol of love.

Thanks to all who shared your photos and what they symbolized to you.

From Lee

Prickly cactus heart -

Her message: Know when to protect your heart.

Also from Lee taken during a Divisedero hike -         

The message: Keep on keeping on.

From Kerri

Sidewalk oracle during a walk through the Waldo fire burn area -

The message: A reminder that there is still much love in our world, even in the place of such fear and destruction!  

From Kathy

The mysterious bookcase heart –

The message:

I sit on my bed daily and read my email. In front of me is a large bookcase filed with things I enjoy seeing, this is my time of reflection everyday.

I am aware ....I know I am responsible ......that there is a connection between my inner world and my outer world they ebb and flow in perfect harmony, and in times of stress they clang about in chaos.

In the clanging times I am unhappy I forget I have guidance, that I have been loved, am loved, will always be loved.

One day when I was particularly unloving towards myself, the world, the universe, and almost any living thing, I looked up and a beam of light was on the bookcase and projecting rays onto the shelf edge in a heart-shape.

I could not figure out the source, yes, a widow does exist to the left, it is curtained, and has blinds, and to this day I do not know how that beam of light projected to that particular place high on the shelf.

It has never appeared again. It lightened my mood and sent me out into the day, trusting in my heart someone is loving me, guiding me....even if the source is hidden.

And what better way to end our tribute than

this popular red heart.

The Mobile Red Heart and Other Mysteries

I love the way this simple red wooden heart presses against the boundaries of what we think can happen.

Thanks to a woman who wants to be referred to as an anonymous fan from Ontario, Canada, we are treated to another amazing submission from my website.

Lets begin with her original message:

Hi Ann,

I caught your show on Coast to Coast while I was driving. So interesting!!! I kept my car running just to hear it!

I too had an experience of finding a heart, in the grass...

I remember seeing this sort of frozen red wooden heart once, stuck in the grass during late winter when I was going through a particular trying time. I got out of the car on a cold day, there it was. My eyes were drawn to it, a heart in the grass, a child’s puzzle piece, frozen there over the winter. And as the snow had started to melt it was uncovered.

I remember thinking very strongly the message to me was “you are loved”

...loved by God, universe, spirit, whatever it may be.

I took a photo of it, as I could not believe it. Then I pried it out of the ground and kept it.

I find this heart whenever I need it.

Strange.

The other day I found it on a towel in my bedroom. I did not put it there. . . for sure!

It's clearly a "personal oracle" of love that shows up when I need to feel loved by God/spirit/the universe.

I've found it in the grass (on that damp, cold late winter day), 

….in my jewelry box (I go in it every day and it was never there before)

….in the back of my SUV

….on a towel

….on my coffee table downstairs  

and a couple of other places I can't recall right now.

I definitely had not put it any of those places and actually thought I lost it or might have thrown it out by mistake.

I also have a photo of my husband's deceased brother that turns up like that. 

Very strange.

It's the last Christmas photo with his son.

I find it everywhere at times.

Also when my mother passed away, I found a black and white photo of her hugging tightly my best friend who passed away when she was 12 and I was 11.

They were both smiling at the camera and in some type of outdoor green space.

I had NEVER come across that photo ever before.

Somehow I knew it was of them having a reunion...wherever they were in the next life! That photo was definitely a keeper!

Thanks to this fan in Ontario for sharing her thought provoking experiences.

Occurrences such as these may be more common than you would think. The first person who read this commented, “So I’m not the only one things like this happen to…”

Personal oracles not only come in every form imaginable, they operate outside the neatly defined margins we consider to be the norm.  

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In her bestselling book, Everyday Oracles: Decoding the Divine Messages That Are All Around Us, author Ann Bolinger-McQuade uses memorable stories and photos to introduce the formula for how personal oracles work, then teaches you how to recognize and decode yours. If you have personal oracle experiences to share, please submit them to Ann through her website www.personaloracles.com. Ann will respond personally.And while you’re there, check out the cloud photos in the interactive “What Do You See Section.” Have fun and exercise your psychic muscles. Who knows, you may discover a personal oracle hiding in plain sight, just waiting to deliver a special message to you!

Today we are revisiting Dianne and Eugene’s love connection that continues to navigate it’s way through the veils that separate the world of the living and the world of spirit.

The italicized paragraph was published in EVERYDAY ORACLES Decoding The Divine Messages that are all around us.

Dianne was driving along thinking about her late husband when she noticed their song; John Lennon’s “Woman” was playing on the radio. What a coincidence, she thought. She was remembering the way Eugene would sing the chorus to her and expand the word love, “I looove you, oh yeah, now and forever.” At that very moment she noticed the license plate on the car in the next lane. It read B L V N L V. It was no coincidence. She knew he was letting her know that he was close by.

As years passed the pain of his loss was not as severe. She was proud of herself for the way she was moving on and creating a good life without Eugene. Still she welcomed a warm sensation that she experienced on certain occasions that she interpreted as evidence of their remaining connection, though it was nothing she could put a handle on.

All of her adult life she’d made altars to honor her ancestors for the Day of the Dead holiday. When Eugene passed she added a candle for him that she placed near his picture and then took special care to include the specific foods that she knew he liked. This went on for 5 years until one year when she decided to switch all of her candles to the battery operated candles that were gaining in popularity.  As she placed 6 new candles from the same package on her mantel, under the picture that honored each ancestor, Eugene, she noted the maximum cell life of the battery was 3 weeks at 24/7 usage. November moved to December and she watched as one by one the light in the candles stopped burning. Each time a candle went dark she heaved a quiet sigh of relief when she discovered that Eugene’s candle was still alight. She was almost afraid to hope it was a sign from Eugene – she had no idea how he could do it. Her analytical mind chimed in to remind her that he had worked in Silicone Valley, and technology was his area of expertise …  Eugene’s candle continued long after the other candles went dark. His energy shined bright through all of the holidays - Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Years. Finally 10 ½ weeks after it was turned on, Eugene’s candle finally went dark.

During this time Dianne became intrigued with the steadfastness of his presence and decided to see if Eugene would signal her in other ways as well. She bought a silver E and wore it on a chain around her neck. That’s when she started noticing the letter E showing up in the most unexpected places. There were trucks with a giant two-foot single E painted on them. Oh so many single clouds in the shape of an E. And one day the clouds were actually spelling out his name: a perfect capital E, a small case u followed by a less-than-perfect g, but the remaining letters, e-n-e were as perfect as the first two letters of his name. There was no mistaking what was going on this time.  How she wished she had a smart phone to photograph each event!

The last time Dianne contacted me she reported that the secret coded messages from Eugene continue. “They always seem to arrive when I need them the most. And if I want him to send me a sign I just ask.”

Thank you again Dianne for continuing to share your personal oracles.

The more we share our personal oracle experiences the more we realize that what some call supernatural is quite simply the natural design of the universe – and together we expand the boundaries of conventional reality.

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In her bestselling book, Everyday Oracles: Decoding the Divine Messages That Are All Around Us, author Ann Bolinger-McQuade uses memorable stories and photos to introduce the formula for how personal oracles work, then teaches you how to recognize and decode yours. If you have personal oracle experiences to share, please submit them to Ann through her website www.personaloracles.com  She will respond personally. And while you’re there, check out the cloud photos in the interactive “What Do You See Section.” Have fun and exercise your psychic muscles. Who knows, you may discover a personal oracle hiding in plain sight, just waiting to deliver a special message to you.

What better time than Valentine week to share heart-warming messages to a father from his deceased daughter. So I’d like to share some of the ways my English husband’s daughter Suzanne continues to deliver love notes to her father.

Kenneth had no idea what was occurring when he noticed a song playing over in his mind. We were traveling from the mainland to a hospital in Hawaii to be by Suzanne’s side.  When we landed we learned we were too late. Suzanne had passed around 9:30 that morning.

Dazed and devastated, we checked into a hotel in Waikiki and then walked down to the beach. Finally we stopped to have something to eat. I didn’t even register on the popular songs that were playing in the background until Kenneth reached out and held my hand in his.  “Ann, this song was playing in my mind on the flight over,” he said.

I listened. Cindy Lauper was singing;

            If you’re lost you can look – and you will find me.

            Time after time.

            If you fall I will catch you – I’ll be waiting.

            Time after time

Kenneth started trying to remember what time it was when he heard that song playing in his mind. In the end he came to the conclusion that it was around the time his daughter passed.

A few months later we were at a pizzeria talking about family surnames names and the unique strength of connection they represent, especially in the English culture. This time I noticed Suzanne’s song, “Time after Time,” started playing in the background. Suzanne had chosen another very specific moment to let us know she was close by. Her message was clear. She was reminding her father, just as she did by keeping her maiden name when she married, how proud she was to be a McQuade.

That fall as Kenneth’s birthday approached, I realized it would be the first year he wouldn’t be receiving anything in the mail from her. It was never about the gift. Suzanne had earned a reputation with everyone: her gifts were always first to arrive and were chosen with very special care.  I hadn’t shared this thought with anyone, even Kenneth, so you can imagine my surprise at what happened a few days before his birthday.

A co-worker and I were working on a project when out of the blue she asked, “Did Kenneth’s daughter call him DADDY?”  Not only did she call him Daddy, her cards were profusely decorated with drawings of child- like hearts!

The co-worker paused.  “I usually don’t get messages like this, but Kenneth’s daughter wants me to deliver a message from her. She says, ‘Happy Birthday, Daddy!’”

How like Suzanne to be early and reliable!

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In her bestselling book, Everyday Oracles: Decoding the Divine Messages That Are All Around Us, author Ann Bolinger-McQuade uses memorable stories and photos to introduce the formula for how personal oracles work, then teaches you how to recognize and decode yours. If you have personal oracle experiences to share, please submit them to Ann through her website www.personaloracles.com  She will respond personally. And while you’re there, check out the cloud photos in the interactive “What Do You See Section.” Have fun and exercise your psychic muscles. Who knows, you may discover a personal oracle hiding in plain sight, just waiting to deliver a special message to you.

Inspired by the energy of Valentines Day on February 14^th I’m dedicating all blogs this month to love and those mysterious miraculous messages the universe sends to remind us that we are loved and nurtured and cared for – even by those who have passed beyond the veil!

What better place to begin than with this irresistible little red heart, back by popular demand from my October 22, 2013 blog.