Now and Always
I am that which does portend, the foreteller of the event. Mine is the polarity or good or evil as proscribed by those who discern me. Welcome me or fear me, yet do not ignore me, else I should cease to be more than a simple fleeting moment, unobserved save only within myself. I am comet, I am rainbow, I am red dawn, I am the black cat.
I am the question that precedes the answer for without that question I am mute. Yet all questions are within me and all answers are within the questioner. I am the mirror, the never ending ribbon of thought, the circle of your knowing. Seek me where you will, find me where you are. I am runes, I am I Ching, I am cards, I am voices within.
I am symbol, emblem, a pointer of ways. Mine is the gift of encouragement, of confirmation, of connection. I am to be found where I am sought, when I am sought, in sight and in the heart. I am feather, I am soft aromas of the senses, I am loving gifts unexpectedly offered. I am comet, I am rainbow, I am gold red evening sky, I am now and always.
Hilary Justinian
Sunflower Awakening
Let me share a source of wonder and intrigue with you. I have always been somewhat aware of the presence of signs and synchronicities in my life as a guiding force. About eight years ago this phenomenon gradually became clearer to me when I received a stunning birthday card from a co-worker depicting a cat under a sunflower. Shortly thereafter, my colleague died suddenly and I began to notice that I was being bombarded with sunflower sightings and coincidences! These episodes led me to some extraordinary revelations!
A few years later I discovered Carl Jung's take on this. He refers to it as 'a secret primal meaning slumbering beneath the world of appearances.' Jung also implies that our unconscious mind can produce and detect symbols that prove to be meaningful. This unconscious self operates within each of us whether we are aware of it or not. Jung states that 'if a man devotes himself to the instructions of his own unconscious, it can bestow this gift so that suddenly a life which had been stale and dull turns into a rich unending inner adventure full of creative possibilities!'
I now realise that the signs and oracles which click with me are part of my own unique experience and therefore difficult for others to detect or understand. Hence, my friends just didn't get why I was so amazed when a new client asked me to water her sunflowers while she was away! I wonder which signs will enlighten me today?
Natasha Herman
Meant to Be
Sometimes we receive signs which make no sense at all but become crystal clear at a later date.
Back in 2005 my husband and I had been trying to conceive a child for several years when a photo taken at my 40th birthday party showed a large orb centrally over my abdomen. We were so excited as it seemed patently obvious that this represented a pregnancy. However we soon found out that I wasn’t pregnant and we felt confused and disappointed by the misleading sign.
In a desire to experience parenthood we decided to follow a path to adoption and in 2007 were given information about a little girl, Hayley, who had been “matched” with us as prospective parents. During the next few weeks, before meeting for the first time, we were given further information including her date of birth. Suddenly my husband, David, had goosebumps – he realised that Hayley had been in her mother’s womb at the time of the orb photo. So it had indeed represented a pregnancy – a soul pregnancy rather than a spiritual one.
On the day we first met Hayley we looked up her horoscope on Jonathan Cainer’s website: 'It is your chance to forget the person you used to be and become the person you want to be.....Prepare to start striding towards a future you have long dreamed of.'
We now feel very much a family with 'soul connection'; Hayley was meant to be with us but had other lives to touch en route.
Helen Lawrey
The Rewards of Trust
Occasionally my liking for therapeutic and creative writing – including poems, letters, free-writing and prayers has been used as a vehicle for omens. Experience has taught me to ignore doubt and mockery and remain open, exercising curiosity about these signals however seemingly far-fetched. I view them as pointers from an infallible authority who, knowing my (our) true potential, and having our best interests at heart, encourages exploration and fulfilment of purpose. Everyone that prays, meditates or indulges in question and answer sessions with themselves for guidance consults oracles; likewise, by focusing on hobbies and interests which create openings for spiritual expression and intervention.
Breaking into dreams is another familiar oracular device, sometimes used to forewarn of disaster – as sadly happened concerning my beloved cat, who it was predicted would die from kidney failure. Unfortunately, I couldn’t prevent Rupert’s death.
A deep sense of foreboding, although less welcome, could redirect misguided courses of action. Once, I ignored a powerful, ominous warning not to accept a certain flat, favouring (from need) the challenging, consolatory, postscript that, if I survived life there, I could survive anything. Two decades later, desperately unhappy and hopelessly stuck, my environment had become unbearable. After angrily ordering my just deserts from God, heart-warming peace began filtering in, an unreasonable, inexplicable certainty that all was well regardless. Then, one-day I just packed, without knowing where I was going. Wholly trusting the universe, it fast materialised a miracle, a cleverly devised, timely, magical move that I’m still reeling from three years on.
Sally Asher
We are not left alone
When my father passed away, far from being sad that he was not with us, I was filled with joy that he was no longer suffering and was able to pass on to us signs that he was watching over us.
On one occasion, we had decided, as a family, to go out for a meal. As we were preparing to leave I had gone upstairs and was browsing through his stamp collection, when out fell a twenty pound note – Dad wanted to pay for our meal!
Another time, I was searching in the garage for some tools and asked Dad where they were. As I turned round, his old coat fell off its hook, covering my shoulders – Dad comforting me and telling me not to worry – and lo and behold, the tools were revealed behind the coat!
Most recently, I was rather anxious about a forthcoming job interview. That night, I felt my Dad in my bedroom, sitting at the end of my bed, as he often did when I was little, to reassure me. Inside, I was overjoyed and heartened by his visit. Knowing he was there with me gave me an increased confidence and the next day at my interview, I got the job!
Now, I realise that my Dad is everywhere – I only have to look carefully and read his signs!
Susan Byrne
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