Coincidence? I Think Not

Another of July’s posts for PsychicsForetell.

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I want to share a story with you.

It was my first day back to work.  I stopped to say goodbye to my sister and brother-in-law as they headed back home.  There were in town to tell us in person that my nephew was gone.

I didn’t want to work.  I didn’t want them to leave.  I didn’t want to be home.  I didn’t want to move.  I didn’t want to be still.

My drive to work was a series of sobs and screams.  Tears and curses.

But I went to work.  I wanted to get away from my thoughts.  I wanted to cut my mind out of my skull.  My heart hurt.  It hurt so bad.  And my throat felt like it would split from the pressure of my grief.  Grief that couldn’t find expression yet.

I begged from the core of my being for some sign that would bring me peace.  A sign his energy, his vibration, was still with us, just in a different way.  I asked for feathers.  They would be my sign.

I was in a gym of a corporate building doing massage for employees. And I wanted feathers. I asked for something unlikely. And I went on doing my job, searching for them. I waited to see them fall from the ceiling. Something. Anything. But I saw nothing.

As I was packing up and leaving I checked my phone. A friend had sent me a message. It was a video of the Hill of Tara. She was in Ireland and completely unaware of the recent events in my life. It was a video of crows. It seemed like hundreds of them. Everywhere. One of my favorite birds.

I responded, “I love crows! They are my self healing totem.” Not really thinking much of it.  She answered, “I picked up a feather for you.”

I exhaled from some deep place within me. He is not gone.

The universe speaks to us. The universe responds to us. I wish it was in English but it is, well, universal. It is a language of feelings and synchronicities. Our hearts are our translators and our guts our fact checkers. Ask for a sign. And then (here’s the hard part) be open to receiving it. The universe is always speaking to us. Imagine what may happen if we all start listening. Please feel free to share your story with the community. You never know if your story is the one someone else needed to hear.

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About the.way.i.bee

Mother, Wife, Healer, Hopeful Suburban Homesteader. . . Words are my mind's tools; writing, my soul's craft; this circus of life, my heart's muse.
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