Life gives us little signals, if we are watching.
Oh, it might be coincidence, as some people think. But I consider the possibility that these signs are not random chances at all. I have had experiences, time and again, where it seems to be more than happenstance.
Yesterday, when we were at the Antique Mall, there were two dogs milling around on the first floor. The owner of the building was also the owner of the dogs. They were lovely company. Two Boston Terriers.
We shopped, and left. When we got in the car, we were talking about our oldest grandson, and his college prospects thus far. He had suffered one slight disappointment. Accordingly, we were quite disappointed too. As we were mid sentence, Mary’s phone rings. It was our grandson. He was calling to let us know that he was accepted into his “dream” college. Boston University.
He soon will be on his way to become a Boston University Terrier. Now, those dogs in the shop could have been poodles, or pugs, or pitbulls. But no. They were Boston Terriers. Random signal? Maybe. Or. Maybe not.
There are signs for us everywhere in life. Traffic signs, are brightly colored, and boldly lettered. This is so we take notice immediately. But at some point, we had to learn that the bright red octagon, with the bold letters, was directing us to STOP. Someone had put that sign there intentionally. To help us. To help everyone.
My proposal is this. The Universe, the World, we humans are full of energy. And that energy communicates, on many, many levels. I think sometimes that energy is giving us signs. A funny feeling, an inkling, a number that keeps popping up, a dog in an antique store.
The key to this is…. learning to recognize what those signs mean. Learning to understand the difference between the big red STOP and the big green GO. Those incredible signs of the Universe were put there for a reason. We simply have to be aware enough, sensitive enough, to see them.
“Signs may be but the sympathies of nature with man.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
“Beyond the edge of the world there’s a space where emptiness and substance neatly overlap, where past and future form a continuous, endless loop. And, hovering about, there are signs no one has ever read, chords no one has ever heard.”
― Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore
“If you smile when you are alone, then you really mean it.”
― Andy Rooney