Dear friends of Dr. Peebles,

Thank you so much for your patience with me over the past several months. I know that I have been rather absent from your lives via newsletters and Open Sessions. I have been dealing with exhaustion from nearly 25 years of trance, some family issues (my 88 year old Dad was seriously ill for several weeks, but astonished the doctors with a full recovery), and a sudden move which happened to occur during the big snowstorm that we had here in Sedona. I've needed to hit the reset button on my life, and I'm finally starting to feel new inspiration coming in.

So many remarkable things happened during my move that could only have happened through the grace of God. One of those things involved my beloved 1930s Wurlitzer upright piano, which at one time had been a player piano. I received it from my friends Gordy and Karen many years ago, and my children learned to play piano on it. I have dragged that piano from state to state, California to Oklahoma to Arizona, including several moves within the city of Sedona. I don't even play piano, but always hoped to restore it to a player piano one day. And, for some reason I was deeply attached to it, and couldn't let it go. But now I had to, and I only had a few days to find it a new home.

I posted about the piano on the Sedona community page on Facebook, offering to move it and tune it for anyone who would take it. No one wanted it. I talked to the curator of the Musical Instrument Museum to see if he would take it. "No room," he said. I researched the piano online, based the on the serial number inside, and the potential value of the piano, fully restored, was in the $5,000-$25,000 range, and yet no one wanted it. I was so sad. I knew I would have no other alternative than to have it hauled to the dump.

That's when I found Nate, a local mover/hauler in Sedona. I texted him, asking if he would be able to haul the piano to the dump within the next two days. He was personally exhausted from doing snow removal (we had 18 inches in less than two days), but said he would send two of his best guys over to haul it away. I told him the history of the piano, hopeful that he might know someone who would want it. Later he texted me, "I think I found a place for your piano." I was ecstatic.

Well, the day that the piano was going to be hauled away, a nice young man with sparkling eyes and an angelic presence came up to me and shook my hand. "I'm Nate," he said, "I decided to show up anyway." We went into the house and I showed him the piano.

"Did you really find a place for my piano?" I asked.

"Yes!" he beamed, "My house!" I wanted to throw my arms around him and hug him tightly. I was ecstatic! "After we texted, I looked over at this bare spot on my wall and realized that it needed a piano," he said, grinning.

Right then, one of his workers, Ben, walked into the room. I think I heard Ben's jaw clunk as it hit the floor. He was mesmerized by the piano. "Oh my God! It's a Wurlitzer!" Entranced, he walked over the piano, sat down, and lovingly started playing it, though it was horribly out of tune. Then the other worker, Mitch, came into the room, folded his arms, and exhaled a soft "wow..." as he gazed at the piano in wonder. I was in awe by how transfixed these guys were.

They easily and gently moved the piano up onto their trailer, all the while oo-ing and ah-ing about it. "You guys really seem to have an appreciation for music and instruments. It's so beautiful. I'm so happy," I said.

Nate smiled at me and said, "Well, Ben's played in bands, and I used to work for MTV. Learning to play piano has been on my bucket list for a long time. And, I'm building a recording studio in my home. There are lots of local musicians who need a place to record." I was stunned. My piano was going to be part of a recording studio! My family owned two recording studios in Los Angeles, and I managed one of them for years!

Then Mitch piped up, "And I have a degree in music. I used to sing opera," he said, then briefly sang a bit of Figaro. "I'm involved with a local theater group, and we're going to present musicals." Then he added, "Oh, and my best friend is a piano tuner. He's going to tune the piano."

It's hard to explain the warmth and joy that flooded through me at that moment. This was a "beyond your wildest dreams and imaginations" moment. You see, as I watched these three beautiful young men lovingly cinch the piano onto the trailer, I had this knowing in that moment that the reason that I had hauled that piano from state to state and house to house for over 20 years was to bring it back to them. I flashed on Nate playing that piano in a past life, with Ben and Mitch gathered around him. The piano was finally going home to him. I didn't tell him that, but the feeling and the vision was so overwhelming that I knew it was true.

Nate and I talked later on, and he invited me to visit the piano anytime.

It is said that God can move mountains. Apparently He does a pretty darn great job of moving pianos, too.

I look forward to seeing many of you at the Open Session on Saturday. I also do trance coaching sessions, for those of you who would like to embark on an amazing journey to the heart, and deepen your relationship with God and Spirit. Or, you can schedule a conversation with me, if you'd just like someone to chat with about all things spiritual. I have some other exciting projects coming up, so stay tuned. I'm back!

With my deepest love and gratitude,

Summer