My Cell Phone Is Haunted
Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Third Degree Ebb and Flow.
My cell phone is at least 3 years old now. I’m sick of it, and I need a new one but I can’t decide on what I want and besides, who knows how long I’ll be in this area? But it does have my phonebook in it, which I don’t really want to switch over, and I still have several very inspiring text messages locked and saved from long ago.
I’ve had an odd relationship with this phone. Several times in the spring and summer of 2005, I sat with a group in prayer or doing energy work and asked for a sign of something—and my phone would ring once with- out any evidence of a caller at the other end.
There were text messages received that answered a question for me or told me what was going on with something or someone, but the messages had been misdirected to my phone somehow. When I called the senders, they swore they hadn’t sent the messages or they’d sent the messages to someone else. Sometimes, there wasn’t a sender. Those errant text messages started around November 2004, became intense in the March through May timeframe, and stopped abruptly in mid-August.
One message I received in March that year was startling. I’d thought at first it was from someone in particular but it was from a phone number that didn’t exist! It later turned out to be exactly what the person whom I’d thought it was from was thinking about me but couldn’t say then.
The next “added feature” of this phone was the alarm system. I’ve used one alarm, but I haven’t used it in the past year. At odd times now, times that relate to specific moments when something significant is occurring, the alarm goes off. Never at the same time. Not in the middle of the night. It just goes off, telling me it’s an event re- minder. I can’t un-set it any more than I already have. The alarm is not set at all. It’s off. Yet, at significant occurrences I’ve documented later, the alarm goes off. And only if I’m in the room with the phone.
It’s never happened in the middle of the night. It’s never happened while I’ve been in another room or out of the house. It usually doesn’t happen at work, though it has a few times. It’s never happened in the care where it might distract me. It doesn’t happen when I have music up too loud. I can always hear it and I’m always present.
If I trade it in, how will ever find another cell phone with these features?