I’ve never shared part two of this story:
This “lady at the museum” told me to come back the next day at 3:30. She said there would be an English guided tour for 18 people visiting from New Jersey.
I returned the next day to find a man escorting two people down the steps of the museum. He turned his attention to me as I approached and asked “may I help you.” (Well, it was in Hebrew, but that’s what I assume he said.) I said I was there for the English tour.
“What tour?”
“The tour I was told about yesterday.”
“Yesterday? We are closed on Saturdays and today.”
“No, it was open. I spoke with the woman who works here.”
“What? No woman works here. No one was here yesterday. I am the manager and do the schedules, I know. Only I have the keys to let people in.” There was a beat of us just staring at each other, clearly both thinking “what is going on” before I turned and left.
After reflecting on my interaction with this Jewish woman at the museum who apparently doesn’t exist, I’ve always thought I must have encountered an angel without knowing it. I was in a deep fog prior to this trip and was emotional speaking with her. I was definitely one notch brighter after the encounter but, actually, I’ve not fully felt myself again until the last few WEEKS. (I felt such a big shift this month after a few YEARS of floating through the dark—so don’t give up if you ever feel this way!) So thankful for the time I had in Israel and the friends who hosted me there. Can’t wait to take my children one day.💕 “Keep the mind open, stay bright, and everything will come to you.”✨ #israel
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