How to explain the inexplicable

B9. It was always St Anthony who we called for in our house when I was a child. It always was a last resort and always seemed to work too!

I don't have any amazing stories but I can go right through my handbag, each and every compartment, looking for something that I know is there, then search thoroughly the shelves, cupboards, drawers and places where I know I haven't left the item, then go back to my bag and the first thing that will come to hand is what I was looking for. Happens so often that I almost expect it now!

I lost three very special rings as I had to take them off when giving a massage at work. They disappeared for months. I dragged a load of handbags out of the shed to go to a car boot and decided to go through the pockets of the orange bag. Low and behold ina side pocket were my rings. I was so shocked I burst into tears. with relief more than anything

!st incident: When my daughter was 5, we went on holiday and she spent all of her holiday money on a small toy hedgehog that she named Albert. She loved it and it went everywhere with her, even to school.
Then he disappeared. We turned the house, car etc upside down, I stripped her bed in case he had somehow got inside the duvet cover. He was nowhere to be found and she was distraught.
About a year later, I went up to switch her electric blanket on and there was Albert, in the middle of her bed, under the covers.
2nd incident: I called into the supermarket, paid and drove home. When I looked for my purse it wasn't in my bag, pocket or car. I phoned the shop and it hadn't been found so I cancelled my cards and bought another purse.
6 months later I opened the top drawer in my bedside cabinet and it was there, totally empty.
Incident 3: Going out and couldn't find my car keys. Family looked everywhere but no luck. I picked up the spares and went back into the kitchen to get my bag and they were on the worktop.

I have had other 'wormhole' experiences and now, whenever anything mysteriously goes missing, I ask whoever has it to please return it.

Can't explain it, but it definitely happens, you are not alone.

No luck so far, including the metre cupboard, Dear St Jude, please pretty please?

I'm sure you're not going mad. Once my FIL lost his car keys, we hunted high and low but they were nowhere to be seen. Out of desperation I said to him, "Well, we've looked in all the sensible places so now we must look in all the silly places" and I suggested his glasses case. He opened it up and there they were! How did that happen? I didn't see him put them there and cannot explain it. Strange.

By the way, if ever I can’tfind Something, I ask St. Jude for help and it always turns up eventually!

A couple of weeks ago, I was sitting at the computer in our office, when suddenly the lights went off and then back on again. This happened twice and I thought it was a bit creepy. My husband has gone to bed before me and had left only his bedside light on, but when I went to the bedroom to go to bed myself, the top light was on and he was fast asleep and he hadn’t switched it on and there was nobody else in the house. The next morning we were told by our neighbour that the next-door neighbour on the other side had died that night and I wondered if she had switched the lights on and off to say Goodbye. Nothing spooky has happened since.

A few weeks ago I was going to my Monday art class and had put a sandwich and satsuma in my bag for my lunch, and put my bag on the car floor behind my driving seat. When I went to get my lunch the sandwich was there but the satsuma wasn’t. I checked my car but still couldn’t find it, assumed it had rolled out and would reappear eventually.
Over the week I made several car journeys, and then on the following Friday I drove to visit a friend. When I was leaving I unlocked the car door and immediately saw, on my driver’s seat the missing satsuma. I certainly hadn’t been sitting on it previously as it was perfect and not squashed!!

Before Christmas, my TV started playing up. I couldn’t find the handbook, despite searching through the file labelled “Manuals” in my filing cabinet. A tech savvy acquaintance retuned it for me in January.
Today, I decided to steam clean some of my floors and needed to check the manual. There, on the top of several manuals in the file, was the one for the TV! Inexplicable!

I have mentioned before that I have twice bought new prescription sunglasses, packed them in my suitcase to head to Australia, and they have vanished. They have been missing for 5 years and 3 years respectively. Searches at both ends of the journey have failed to find them.

Spooky, and very annoying.

I had a similar thing the day after my youngest brother's funeral.One of my bedsocks disappeared.I searched eveywhere under the bed inside the bed under the pillows in the laundry basket to no avail. Two days later it appeared in my dressing gown pocket!!!!

Yes. And I'm a down to earth Yorkshire woman as well. Missing forms found on the floor in the middle of the living room carpet. I had just hoovered so they were obviously not there half an hour before. It has happed so often I now simply ask out loud for help. And say thank you afterwards of course.

BTW there is nothing harmful in this phenomenon at all, and you don't get to see headless horsemen or anything, so don't feel creeped out about it.

Some years ago my daughter asked me to keep the key to her safe. I put it in a drawer. Then she needed it back as there was something very important needed for her work. I searched that drawer over and over, and tipped everything out. I was distraught. The next day I looked again and there was the key wrapped in an envelope. I couldn't believe it. It wasn't there before!

If my mother ever lost an item, she would say ’pin the devil’ and the missing thing would always be found.
I don’t believe in magic or mysticism, but I’ve tried her trick several times in desperation, and it’s never failed yet!

This is a known phenomenon. It happened to me and my mother too several years ago. I took one of my favorite rings off, and put it on the recessed lid of my teasmade like I usually did. The next day I went to wear it or put it away properly (can't remember which now) and it was gone. Obviously I looked everywhere, and I even suspected one of my school age children who was going through a phase of "borrowing without asking". At the same time, my mother had a very well hidden place for her more valuable jewellery which required lifting flooring and using a screwdriver to access. She had gone to retrieve a piece and found it and several others from there missing. She phoned to tell me and I'd not even mentioned my ring at the time. Then we compared notes and of course started wondering about all the people we knew. But the thing was it was only she and I who knew that place - she'd told me so if she died at least one person would know to get the stuff out of there.

Anyway some weeks went by and I was in bed one night reading, bedroom door shut, no one else in the room, and I heard a clatter coming from the teasmade. I went over to it and there was the ring exactly where I had left it all that time ago. I immediately phoned my mother and told her to check her place, I said I think your jewellery will be back now. And it was. And she had been watching the spot really carefully all that time in case the "thief" returned for more - no one had been near it.

Another time, my father lost his favorite lighter at the caravan site we'd been staying at. It didn't have any identifying features or an address on it. We think it was lost in long grass. Anyway some years later there was a clattering coming from the hallway (it was a lino floor) and upon investigation there was the lighter lying in the middle of the floor - a long way from the letterbox so unlikely to have been just posted through it and anyway no one would have known where to take it to.

petra I have an ornament that turns to "look" out of the window, maybe the doll is the same!!

I have row of my childhood Wade Noddy et al on a shelf in a glass fronted cupboard. Big Ears and only Big Ears moves, and turns to face the window. A while ago I moved the ornaments to a different shelf and yes, after a while Big Ears is facing the window again. I have put it down to the ornament having a "wobbly bottom" and the vibrations of people walking across the floor making it move....but who knows!!

Many years ago I was going through a bad patch when I found an ankh symbol ring in a new age shop. It was only a few pence, and I was really drawn to it, so decided to pick it up (I've never been a jewellery person). It definitely brought luck with it and things improved almost immediately, when it disappeared. Some time later when another life crisis arose, I woke one morning and there it was on a window ledge in full view and again my life improved dramatically before it again went missing pending a third near miracle following its reemergence. After that, I knew that I would never see it again and although I miss it, and could really do with it now - going through real nightmare crisis as I write - I know that it was only on temporary loan to me and hope it will bring love and hope to some other fortunate person.

I was with an escorted party on a cruise on a small boat once about 2 years ago. Every night I put my wedding ring on a little shelf in the cabin. One morning it was gone. I felt all around the shelf, got my mirror out to see every inch of it, but to no avail. Finally went in tears to the tour leader. She just put her hand on the shelf and there it was! I was so happy. Hubby had only been gone a few months before.

GRANDMAIN....Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy. Hope I've got it right.

Until I get hard evidence that there are really mischievous but invisible gremlins who hide my glasses, keys, purse etc., I will carry on accepting that the mind is a very powerful thing. If I tell myself I can't find an item and I get more and more frustrated, I'm effectively blind to it. I can't see for looking! When I make a decision to remedy the loss e.g. use my spare glasses (which I don't like), I relax about the missing item and it turns up, usually in a place I've already looked. It's mind over matter.I

One technique I use, if I remember, is to place two fingers of each hand on my forehead just above my eyebrows and take three slow, deep breaths. Then often, I just walk to the where the list thing is. I learned this on a course when I was still working. You don't have to believe it will work but it usually does. The explanation is that it relaxes the mind and fetches the blood supply back from the reptilian, fight or flight centre of the brain to the thinking part.

I've always mislaid things and it makes me smile to remember a class of six year olds with their fingers on their foreheads telling me, "Mrs PB! Just do this! "

DH lost his glasses, searched everywhere for days. Eventually had to buy new ones £200 upwards. A few weeks later glasses found in the metre cupboard.
B9exchange you might want to look in your metre cupboard!

Cried, cars have nothing to do with it.

While in Glasgow visiting my grandchildren, I lost a favourite, and quite valuable pendant necklace. I had no recollection of taking it off, except at bedtime. The last place I remember seeing it was on my DD's display cabinet, where I put it before going to bed.
I cars over it as DH had bought it for me. Still, it was gone so I tried not to think about it. Two years later, I was searching through my old handbags looking for my missing driving licence, and in the very bottom of the tiniest pocket in one of them was my pendant. I was ecstatic! How it got there I'll never know, as I don't remember ever taking it off.

I once lost my make up bag and ended up having to buy new stuff. A few weeks later there it was sitting on my dressing table, everything as it should be inside. Weird. I often think there’s a leprechaun in my house hiding things, as from time to time things disappear only to turn up right under your nose.