That thing happened again.
At the end of the day yesterday Cristine was having trouble with her hearing aid and asked me to take a look at it. I didn’t need the battery which she had removed, and as I tossed it towards her, it landed on Peter’s duvet in this upright position. As I have posted before here and here, I have always seen this as something very positive and almost mystical. It always makes me happy, and for some odd reason instills in me a sense being connected to a world of wonder and mystery. (Peter would say I am “waxing a bit poetic” here but I am prone to do that once in a while.)
Jon Crispin's Notebook 
I think these moments will continue so long as you feel happy about the occurence. I am a firm believer that I experience all sorts of anomalous moments exactly for that reason alone. Superstitions and attributing “luck” to objects all exist because they make individual people happy. I noticed that I have particularly wonderful days when it rains because rain makes me happy! I don’t think it’s silly or odd; I personally believe it’s God’s little wink at us…a nudge, nudge moment…an inside joke to his flock to say, “Yep, still HERE. Still God. the big G-O-D.” And that makes me even MORE happy. Enjoy it, Mr Crispin. He’s watching…
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