A few nights ago, I dreamed that I lost my wallet, and after looking for it a while, I determined that I couldn’t find it, and decided I’d have to just wait at home and hope some honest person would find it and return it. At the time I had the dream, I thought it was just symbolic, with the wallet a symbol of “personal identity” (the loss of which is actually sought in many spiritual traditions, including contemplative and mystical Christianity).

However, today the dream actually came true. To make a long story short, I drove away from my house with my wallet and phone sitting on the roof of the car (having been very distracted on account of having locked myself out of the house and needing to retrieve my emergency key, ugh). I discovered this when I got to my initial destination (I went to McDonald’s to get a coffee), when I couldn’t find my wallet. The phone, I found, had fallen off the roof and was sitting on the rear bonnet (truck hood). Happily, the phone is perfectly fine (I’ve got a very good leather case for it, and it’s also got a clear plastic case on the actual phone).

I drove back and forth over the route a couple of times looking for the wallet, which is bright red and big enough to spot easily, but I couldn’t find it. Fortunately, I had put a card in the wallet that had emergency contact information, and Andrew’s name and mobile phone number were on it, and someone found my wallet (it must have been very shortly after I lost it!). The lady who found it was very sympathetic, having had her purse stolen at some point in the past, and she said that while she had an appointment, she’d be happy to swing by the house on her way back and deliver the wallet to me.

I am deeply grateful, to say the least. I’m also a little surprised at the accuracy of the dream. I’ve been having precognitive dreams since I hit puberty, but I don’t have them all that often any more, and they’re not usually this crystal clear. And yes, I know, some people may dismiss it as some sort of self-fulfilling prophecy (well, I did do the incredibly dumb thing of driving off with my wallet on the roof, thus losing it!), but, well, whatever. Feel free to believe anything you wish (honestly, it’s no skin off my nose either way). Personally, I don’t analyse or try to explain these things any more. I just accept it, file it away in my “Interesting Things That Have Happened” memory bank, and let it be whatever it is.
Frankly, I’m just happy to have my phone and my wallet intact, and I’m very grateful to the kind lady who found the wallet. A blessing on you and yours, my dear woman. Amen.

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