Signs. We all look for them. Once they’re found, we are conditioned to obey them. We look at a sign that says STOP – and we stop. We see a signs on bathroom doors – MEN – WOMEN – and we enter the correct one based on our gender. And …
At some point in time, I bet most of you could say “HELL YA” to that question. I know I can. But in hindsight all the signs were there. However, I was so involved in either reminiscing about the past or fantasizing (or worrying) about the future that I didn’t see the PRESENT signs that something was about to happen.
Wow – I can’t believe it’s been almost a month since I wrote in here. Shame on me! I have been working diligently on several projects. One I cleaned up GypsyAdvice.com. Took away a lot of stuff, condensed my offerings, added in a shopping cart and placed the radio show, podcast …
So – I made my decision about not going to grad school on Wed afternoon. I had said earlier in the day for my guides and angels to give me a sign that I made the right choice. After I asked, I kept seeing a bunch of numbers in my …