What a week!

In only one week, my truck was stolen and returned, I tracked a bear to his bed, and we fermented some veggies.

Here's the truck story:

Friday: My truck was stolen today. It was taken right out from under me. I barely stepped away, I locked the doors, left the window barely open, and sure enough, it was stolen. 2009 Toyota Tacoma truck, 4X4 with access cab. Black. In case you see it. Also has a black shell on the back.


I consider this a serious setback as I have to buy another truck if it is not recovered. My insurance company is only willing to pay what I owe on the truck to the lender. I am praying that it returns with all my bike tools and other valuables. First and Federal Street, downtown Pittsfield. Middle of the day, between 1:30 and 3:30pm. Within spitting distance of the police station by City Hall.

Hard to believe. Watch yourself in Pitts. It's getting dangerous evidently.

Sunday:

My truck has been returned to within two blocks of where it was taken.

No damage, everything in it, nothing missing. It was found at 8am this morning by the Pittsfield Police Dept.

The police are confounded. I prayed for the people who stole the truck, sent them good vibes, love and forgiveness. I also talked to them (psychically) telling them I felt bad for them, that their mother loves them, and that I'm a nice person who they shouldn't steal my stuff from because I would be nice to them.

The people who stole it must have gotten my message because everything was in the truck, including two checkbooks, my two best knives, bicycle tools (worth a lot!) and you name it. A beautiful bear necklace, handmade from silver, on African trade beads. CDs. Mail, Netflix. Everything was in it.

I have the keys to my truck as I had locked it. They must have gotten a key because they didn't even jimmy the ignition.

Spirit moved on this one. Wow. Amazing Grace. I feel like Spirit used my truck to teach these people something...