Signs. Signs. Everywhere are Signs.

STOP

You will probably either love it or hate it that I am one of those people who believes everything happens for a reason.  I believe we are where we need to be when we need to be there and if we have any doubt, there are signs around us….EVERYWHERE that help confirm it for us.

There HAS TO be forces above, below and next to me that give me guidance every day.  I just don’t always know it or pay attention and sometimes I think of it as a happy coincidence.  But in the last week or so, there have been more than my fair share of “signs.”  I like to call them “signs” because I have a hard time believing that the strangeness that occurs in my life is just one fluke thing after another.  This week, there was only one incident that really knocked me down literally off my feet.  The rest made me chuckle and ask out into the great wide open “What are you trying to tell me?”  That’s the trouble with these signs I think.  They are not octogon shaped red signs with bolded white letters telling us exactly what to do; S T O P.  They are subtle and quiet.

The thing is, I do not want to be one of those people who look back later on in life saying “Yeah, hindsight is 20/20.”  I want to be present in the now and one with the signage!  Maybe those of you who are reading this little bloggle are more sign-conscience than I.  This week, I have lost many things; my license, my son’s shoes, a kindle charger and my mind.  My phone continues to just shut down suddenly, I got a call the other day from someone who said I would be arrested within two hours of the call, I am on serious work overload leaving me tired, stressed and without time to eat lunch, cats are randomly showing up at our back deck now that we have a new dog, two skunks made an appearance in our front bushes, five blue jays joined the animal party as I drove into the driveway last week and I really think the ’14 Hands’ delivery truck is following me as I see it everywhere!

Believing in signs is comforting in a way, but also confusing.  I am constantly asking out loud “What does THAT mean?”  The problem is, no one answers back and I am left to figure it out.  What if I guess wrong?  And this week, just when I though I was making the right decision in my life, another event came into play which intersected directly with my plan.  Who has time for that!?  My daily routine is a speeding train, therefore if I finally understand a sign, I want to move, act and go with it.  I don’t want to have to question my decision all over again.  This timely challenge has now forced me to stop and take notice, re-evaluate and look in from a different point of view.  So as I reflect now on this recent turn of events, I think of it as a sign.  I don’t need a crossing guard or tour guide to read and interpret the signs.  Maybe I just need to acknowledge that there was a sign at all.  Maybe I just need to trust and see the challenge as a blessing that has forced me to stop in my tracks.  Sometimes all we need to do is stop and take the time to see a different view.  It’s that speeding train that is my enemy; the sign is a friendly reminder…”Hey, uhhh…you might need to think a little more about this one.”  STOP.  YIELD.  BEWARE of DOG.  DEAD END.  DO NOT ENTER.  FALLING ROCK.  WET FLOOR.  Think about how important these signs are.  I wouldn’t want to ignore one of them.  I might even start observing these signs on a deeper level too…they could apply to both the literal and a “message from the universe.”  You never know.

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