While it’s true that I am clairaudient (i.e.: I can hear guides, teachers and departed loved ones speaking), there are times even I need outward signs that they’re with me and we are working on stuff together. Such has been the case of late. I’ve had a few things rolling around in my head that I’ve pondered to death. (I am a world class ruminator, y’all!) And sometimes, even I need a sign to keep the junk from overtaking the truth.
Such was the case yesterday morning. I asked my angels for a sign – a blue balloon – to let me know I was on the right track and all is well. Usually, I ask and then just forget about it. They are good at reminding me about those signs. As I was driving home yesterday, I realized I hadn’t seen my blue balloon and decided to fret about it out loud. I said “If I don’t see one by tomorrow, I will know things suck.” (I’m a cheery sort, am I not?) I heard the words “Can you just trust us?” and I replied (out loud because I am alone in car) “I’m afraid to. Afraid that it won’t be what I want.” and again I heard the word “Trust”. Grudgingly, I said “okay okay okay”.
There’s a jogging path that runs along the road I drive to get to my house and something caught my eye on that side. Don’t know what it was but I looked to my right quickly and there it was – my blue balloon. Someone had put up a bunch of balloons and they were in various stages of deflation but clear as day, there was my balloon. I’m a dork. I cried. Because they’ve never, ever failed me when I’ve asked for a sign of this kind.
So, watchword for the day is TRUST. And blue balloons. And cake. (We’re having a birthday at the office.) But mostly, TRUST.
And so it is.
(P.S. signs come in all kinds of ways – I hear songs on the radio, books have fallen open for me – you actually do get to ask for what kind of sign you want. Try it and see. What have you got to lose?)