This is an excerpt from Your Life After Their Death: A Medium’s Guide to Healing After a Loss, by Karen Noe available on Amazon.com.

Your deceased loved ones are able to help you in ways they never could before. Because they don’t have bodies that limit where they are able to go, they can be wherever they’d like to be with a simple thought. They put the right people in your path, place thoughts in your head about how to accomplish your goals, inform you of things you didn’t know, grant you peace when you need it, help you to find things, and so much more. In this chapter, I’m going to share some of my favorite readings where deceased loved ones came through to help my clients in ways that even amazed me – and I’ve heard and seen a lot!

Here’s a story about a mom who helped her daughter find her lost engagement ring. After Ardine had been frantic, looking for it for over a year, her mom came through in a reading, informing her of where it was. Below are Ardine’s words, describing everything that occurred on the fateful day of 12/12/12 at 12 noon.

Mom Helps Daughter Find Missing Engagement Ring

“I have been seeing Karen for several years now and I can’t express in words how my life has been enhanced because of her.  The connection that she allows me to have with my mom who died after a very brief illness is life changing. In the past, I never really asked questions at all when I would see Karen for a reading.  I just allowed whoever would come through to speak, and I always felt that if I asked too many questions or monopolized the conversation I would be missing something important that they wanted to say to me.  However, at my last session on 12/12/12 at 12n (How cool is that!), I did have one question that had been on my mind for an entire year.  First a little background info…

            Starting around October or November of 2011, I began taking off my wedding band and engagement ring because, quite honestly, I had gained a lot of weight and was also retaining a lot of water, so they were extremely tight and uncomfortable.  I always put them in the same place in my living room, on a hutch behind a picture frame.  On Christmas Eve, before heading out to my sister’s house for the holiday, I reached behind the frame and immediately my heart dropped to my feet.  I only felt one ring!  My wedding band was there, but not my engagement ring!  Needless to say, I was crying all the way to NYC, vowing that when I got home I would search high and low for it. 

            I need to mention that I have two cats in my household.  I have had them for four years and have never seen them jump up on the hutch, so not for a minute did I ever think my rings were in danger. Throughout the entire year, I never stopped searching my home, at first, in the obvious places, like the couches and in the carpeting, and then in the more intensive places, like in every heating vent in the house, the vacuum cleaner, and even the cat litter box!  One thing I can tell you is that I NEVER gave up hope.  I always felt I would find my ring. My husband was not as optimistic.

            So back to Karen. I was there for my reading, and we were winding down.  I was so exhausted from all my emotions and the dozens of validations I received through Karen from my mom and others.  I was getting ready to leave, and I suddenly remembered my question. I said to Karen, “I lost my engagement ring about a year ago.”  That was all I was able to get out, when she put her hand up in a stop position and was silent for a just a second because she was obviously listening to a message. She looked at me and simply said, “Your mom says it is in the couch with the blanket.”  Now, I am sure many households have blankets on their couches.  I realize this is not a reach. The difference is I have searched my couch a dozen times over in the past year to no avail.  However, I had such a sense of peace and also resolve that I was going to find my ring when I got home. When I stood up, Karen gave me a big hug and said to me, “When you find your ring, call me.” 

            My husband was waiting for me outside with a car full of groceries. When I got in the car, he asked me how it went.  I just turned to him and said, “Michael, when we get home, I want you to unload the groceries because I am going to find my ring.”  He was silent, probably thinking for the umpteenth time that I am off the deep end, but knowing better than to get me worked up. 

            Once home, I went directly to the couch with the green flowered blanket on it.  I took off all the cushions looked at them closely, shook them and noticed a small rip in one.  Put my finger in but felt nothing but lint.  I was crouched down while I was doing this, and one of my cats walked by at that moment, and I turned to the right. That’s when I saw my rocker loveseat with a small “throw” over it.  Talk about a light bulb going on moment.  I exclaimed out loud,  “Oh, that blanket!” I walked over to the rocker and walked around it, and saw that it was all in one piece.  There were no cushions and the fabric went from the top to the bottom, with thick staples keeping it in place through the wood.  Although it was not possible that a ring could get in there, I just knew I would find it there. 

            As I mentioned before, I have two cats, and over the years they have used this rocker as a scratching post more than a few times.  I made a decision and got a pair of scissors, and was set to rip open the fabric on the back of the rocker.  My husband who had been in the kitchen for the past ten minutes saw me with scissor in hand and stepped in.  He told me to calm down and decided that he could pry open a staple or two to create an opening in the fabric. With that done, he turned the rocker on its side and proceeded to shake it and bang it on the floor of the living room. On the second or third shake, out came my engagement ring!

            Well, the emotional scene between my husband and me in the middle of our living room was very moving.  I was sobbing and ecstatic at the same time.  Within minutes, I tried to calm myself enough to call Karen and tell her the good news. Because she has helped so many people over the years, her response was “I love when this happens!” Needless to say, my husband is no longer a skeptic!”

Yes, I’m always thrilled when deceased loved ones come through to help their family and friends find something of such sentimental value, as Ardine’s mom did with helping her daughter find her treasured engagement ring. I’m so glad Ardine didn’t give up when at first she didn’t find it, and was able to listen to her mom when she guided her to look in the direction of, and eventually search the correct chair!