SIGNS, SYNCHRONICITIES AND COINCIDENCES-How to Use Them to Stay on Your Right Path.

Aloha MM's (Mystic Manifestors)

It's been awhile, but I decided it was time to start living in my spirit again. Listening to my heart and soul. It's the only way my life works well. When I manage to live in my head, all hell breaks loose.

And it really IS Hell. I'm disconnected from myself, the Universe and my Guides. I miss signs, ignore synchronicities and generally make a dogs breakfast out of things by making life MUCH harder than it needs to be.

I once said in my book, "Just because you've taken a wrong exit on the freeway of life, it doesn't mean you're an idiot. It just means you're a bit lost."

Well...I've managed to get off in one of the seedier parts of town, if that gives you some idea of how disconnected I am in following my own directions from my heart and soul right now.

With that in mind, I thought it was time to dust off my book and NOT change the name, but well...actually take my own damn advice! LOL.

At several points along my journey in life, I've considered changing the name of this book to: Take My Advice, I'm Not Using It!

But I need to and I need to go back to this way of living. Because this is really important. Not just for me, but for everyone else out there who's also wandering around with one shoe on and one shoe off, wondering what the hell is going on. What I'm noticing is a lot of the old metaphysicians are really lost. They've lost their compass in life. They're not steering by starlight as Martha Beck would say, but seem to be steering by police helicopter lights. Dazed and bewilldered, they don't know which way to go.

I hear you.

So, come on this journey with me please. Post comments. Tell me about your week. Tell me the good things that happen or when you missed a sign and how you won't next time. Ask me questions. It's good for me too. It reminds me and everybody else that, hey, we used to live by our intuition, our spirit, our gut and our inner knowing. Time to head home where the living is easy.

SIGNS, SYNCHRONICITIES AND COINCIDENCES-How to Use Them to Stay on Your Right Path.

 

 

I go through weird patches of trying to live like everyone else does in a linear tick tock concrete world. What a disaster it always is. I’m just not built for it. I was brought up to trust my instincts. Go with the feeling on something and know I’m always being looked after.  

So, I had to laugh out loud and for a long time today.  

I’ve been trying to move out of Modesto and down South. Notice, the South is random. Actually, I’ve really wanted to move to New Orleans, but then decided I needed the ocean and beaches for awhile. So, I had Mexico firmly planted in my head. The energy felt good for it and I liked the feel when I was visualizing. Except—nothing came together. I usually give it two or three weeks, but it was clear this was going nowhere. No extra money, contacts, signs, good energy things—nada.  

Damn, I bloody hate that. It drives me up the wall. I got a good feeling with it, so why was nothing happening?  

I bobbled back and forth on this one because the visualization felt so good and it was clear. And I’m pushing myself back into going with the feeling. But no movement energetically, so that’s a no, or there’s a glitch somewhere.  

When I sat back and thought about it, I realized that yes, I do need to be somewhere I can easily get in the ocean. A relaxing laid back place. That was the key appeal of a year in Mexico, while I got my New Orleans house sorted out.  

But given nothing was happening with it. I knew I was off somewhere.  

When I dug a little deeper into the whole Mexico and doing nothing, but healing and recovering, there were things I’d overlooked. I thought I needed to just go somewhere and do nothing for as long as it took to feel human again after the death of Aaron. I didn’t think I’d cope with New Orleans full on, a new city etc. And yet…I was still getting New Orleans signs every day. Hmmm.  

 

 

I jiggled the picture to visualize having the New Orleans house, going back and forth to Mexico, but still nothing. God, I hate it when this happens. It’s so frustrating.  

So, I thought about it last night.   

I could imagine myself swimming every day, being in the water, sitting on the beach. But that was it. When I went deeper, I knew I’d be bored within a week or two. And the truth is: I’d be in exactly the same spot I was in Modesto. Bored, lonely, Mexican food for miles, Spanish speaking and nothing happening. No energy or life.  

Ohhh… 

Yes, I do need time to recover, but I think I actually need some life in my life.  

I need new friends, places I can go that will get me into participating and wow, actually…living.  

Mexico wasn’t going to do that for me.  

In New Orleans, the house I want is right in the heart of things in the French Quarter. I can walk to Muriel’s, a place that popped in out ‘of the blue’ on Fb a few weeks ago. It’s completely captured me. I could walk to Jackson Square, Café du Monde for beignets, The French Market, the river… The list goes on.  

 

 

Funnily enough, I’m not a city person per se. But I do like being in a small city that has energy and life. That sounds so contrary. When I lived in Christchurch, New Zealand, I lived in the city and loved it. I could walk to walk, the shops, pub, restaurants, and my friends. If I was tired, I got a short cab ride home. Something about being part of a breathing environment and the French Quarter is a living breathing organism.  

I felt part of the city. I knew all the streets, shops, restaurants, and cafes. I knew people. I was part of the pulse and heartbeat of the city.  

I’d originally wanted a house in the Garden District. But I could see my life being much as it is now. I’d get mausoleumed away in my big private house and never do a damn thing.  

But somewhere I can walk out my front door, go half a block and I’m in the heart of things…now THAT has merit and feels alive.  

I’ve been living a very sub-standard life for the past three years. Hamster wheeling from week to week. It’s time I got some life in my life again. Yes, I might be tired sometimes, but even if I went out ONCE a week in the French Quarter and ate somewhere. Or after writing into the early morning, I popped around the corner for some beignets. Hell, I might even try the chicory coffee! It would be feeding me some energy and life force. I’d become part of the city. I have an accent, and I catch people’s attention with my red curly hair. It wouldn’t be long before the restaurants and places would know me.  

I know too, I’d make friends. Because when I’m in the right place, doing the right thing—it always happens. It’s one of the ways I know I’m in my slot.  

 

 

While, I was thinking all of this, I made the decision to change my visualization to pure New Orleans. I could get a beach house somewhere on the coast for my ocean I needed. Probably not Mexico, but in the Gulf there. They have white sandy beaches there in the Gulf… 

The Gulf…the Gulf…I repeated to myself.  

I’ve had a song going through my head for awhile, and when this happens, it usually goes with something. My Guides often use songs to give me signs. 

‘And I think we have a long way to go, all the way to the Gulf of Mexico, run like the wind.’  

The words ‘The Gulf of Mexico’ have been running through my head continuously.  

I wonder, I said to myself and grabbed the Mexico guidebook. Wouldn’t you know it, the Gulf of Mexico is right there, under Louisiana. Mental head slap. No bloody wonder, the Guides have been playing this song for me endlessly. I just never put it together. God knows where I thought the Gulf was. And I do know my geography generally. I just had some brilliant mental amnesia.  

Oh my God, I said, laughing and laughing, when I realized what I’d been ignoring for a couple of weeks. And wouldn’t you know it—The Mystic Manifestor, my first book I wrote. I’ve been editing it to put up on Amazon as an e-book. I open up the editing today and I’m right at the ‘signs from Guides’ part of the book. LOL. Oh, how I laughed.  

What I know is that we ARE always being guided. Just sometimes we’re not listening.  

When I talk about having a mystical manifesting life, one of the first things I mention in having that is the ability to listen or tune in. We have to be communicating with ourselves. Becoming more aware and not dismissing things as ‘flights of fancy.’  

And at times, I seem to forget to do this. It’s really bloody irritating. When I do wander off into tick tock land, I always think about changing the name of the book from The Mystic Manifestor to Take My Advise, I’m Not Using It! LOL. 

Part of it I realized as I was editing the piece about the signs is that we have to really take that on board as a REAL system we can use. Initially we often dismiss signs as rabid imagination or just wanting things to be that way. But the more we use the signage the Guides give us all the time, the better we get at recognizing it.  

 

 

We get signs in a multitude of ways. Songs, sayings, things that pop up in your inbox, something on Twitter or something someone mentions. The Guides have an amazing array of ways to get the message through to us. I always imagine them working through their list with me when I’m not listening or taking a blind bit of notice.  

“Okay, so…we’ve tried playing her that song over and over until she wants to scream. No go. What about a friend emailing her, and mentioning has she moved to New Orleans yet? Oh, no, that’s right, we tried that, she just ignored it. Sigh…” 

My head Guide Ivana looks at the others and they all shrug and exhale noisily with exasperation. They’re stumped as well.  

The truth is, signage, synchronicities and ‘coincidences’ are all easy ways to keep us on path. We need to look, listen and act on them.  Or at least hold our course if we’re still getting signs for a certain thing. I often wander off and imagine the Guides, clutching their heads in frustration. “No, no, not that way! For God’s sake woman!”  

So this week, we’re practicing STOP, LOOK, LISTEN.  

Taking in the signs we’re being given and staying on course. Or changing direction if there are NO signs. What you’re not getting can tell you as much as what you are getting. If you miss every sign they give you and change course. Trust me, they will do their utmost to get you back on path.  

Have a mystical magical week!

 

The book The Mystic Manifestor should be out in about two weeks time on Amazon Kindle ~ 6.95. I'll let everyone know when she's good to go. Thanks and aloha Meg :-)