Just a Zipper

To some, this might just look like a zipper but to me, it was a reason to go on.

I hesitated to write about this. It’s not easy to tell people you communicate with the dead, but I do.

For those new to Skewed North, it is not just about my physical journeys on the earth. It encompasses emotional, mental, and spiritual journies as well. All of these layers are in every aspect of life. All of these layers were compounded for me when my husband died within five months of stage 4 cancer diagnosis.

As we once described in a conversation back in 2015, we were like a zipper—we just went together seamlessly. Patrick and I had a cosmic connection. We read each other's minds when he was alive, and it continued on. The first sign was twenty minutes after he died, when I was opening up the doorway, and there on the floor was a zipper pull.

I don’t know about you, but that is pretty specific.

I picked it up as his sister said: Oh my God, he is already talking to you.

From then on, I found zipper pulls in the most pivotal moments of my life. To date, I have 47 of them. It’s not something you see every day. Usually, when I tell people this story, they find one, too.

(Note: If you are reading this and you are one of the people who found one, please verify my afterlife communications☺️)

Even though this was eight years ago, he still sends me signs—signs that cannot be mistaken for anyone (or anything) other than him. There are so many signs that I started to compile a book about them. They are also mentioned in my screenplay.

As I mentioned, I always find them at the most pivotal points in my life, i.e., starting a new movie, quitting a job, traveling to a new place, or having an emotional breakdown. I can’t make it up. This time, when I was leaving for Paris, guess what I found?

I can’t be the only person who receives this kind of information, am I?

At this point, I have followed most of the directions given by these signs from above. I feel fortunate that there is so much magic in my life, but I have to say it is because I show up for it. I need it. I ask for it. And I thank the universe every time one of them shows up.

I’ve read a lot of life-after-death books. They all say the same thing. It is really hard for those who are not in the physical form to move matter. That we should thank them every time a physical object shows up. that if we do, they continue to show up for us.

I can’t speak to the details of what the dead do. I only know what I have lived and experienced. And for me, Patrick is still showing up as magical as he did when he was alive. Sometimes I even feel closer to him now than I did when he was here.

I guess when you have a love like ours, it doesn’t matter what form you take. It’s always felt.