How often do you look back and realize that everything was pointing in a certain direction? How often do you notice a “coincidence”? It’s so much easier to recognize signs in our lives if we’re looking for them with eyes, mind, and heart open, and even easier after the fact. But looking back on them, doesn’t allow us to work with them and learn from them.
I fully believe that everything happens for a reason, and good or bad, it’s in my best interest. Some may say this is the life we were meant to lead, some may say it’s karma, and some may think we ultimately make the decisions. I can’t tell you which it is, but I’ve been known to accept all three. I often find myself led to answers if I ask questions. If you’re not getting answers, ask better questions. Themes will pop up. On Facebook, a friend posted how a church sermon given fit perfectly with the trials she is facing in her daily life at this time. I can be struggling with something and open a magazine to an article that seemed written just for me, or see a quote on a billboard that gives me the answer I’m looking for. Some people will do this regularly with tarot cards or the Bible.
Signs are in our every day lives, but we often ignore them, look past them, or disregard them. We often recognize they were there after it’s too late. I have something in my life that I am struggling with. Recently, I attended two VERY different activities… almost polar opposites of one another. I find comfort in both even though they are so opposite of one another. Yet in both, we had the same theme. Both events spoke to me in positive, encouraging, yet unique ways… and I learned from both. The weather only served to put the exclamation point on the end of the week as if saying “I can’t make this any clearer!”
How different would our lives be if we were more in tune to our surroundings, keeping an eye out for the signs we need? I lost a dear friend 8 years ago today. I first drafted this post the week he would have turned 35. (Funny how I’m writing about “coincidence” and this is the draft I felt I needed to finish and post.) It never fails that when I find myself missing him, something will happen (a song on the radio, a scent, a quote, a car) that reminds me of him. Am I just more sensitive because I’m thinking of him at those times? Maybe. But what if it’s happening as a way to let me know everything is ok? What if it’s the way I can now get the “hug” I miss so much?
What questions are you asking? Do you get answers? Do you look for signs in your daily life? What is one time you can remember getting a clear sign that you needed?