I am one of those people who always pick up pennies, or any coins really that I find wherever I may be. I have always done this and I do not recall if someone taught me this or if it was an inherent trait. I also collect other things that I find but that is another post...
I am not superstitious with the pennies I find, I don't care if they are heads or tails up, I pick them all up... There is something about finding a penny that makes me feel loved.
As if it is a message from the universe or someone on the other side, letting me know I am on the right path, that I am loved, or to pay attention to what is going on at that moment in my life because it may be significant.
I have had the opportunity to meet a few other people who share a quite similar sentiment. It is the little things in life such as this that have the ability to change a day, a reminder of grace, a token to occupy an empty pocket.
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