Today was one of those days where very little got done. The tv was on, but I wasn't watching. It was a completely useless day. I felt badly that I had all this time to myself (Owen was with his daddy), and I did nothing. There's an explanation for this, but we'll get into that another time.
After hours of being depressed and lazy, I finally decided to go to the gym. I actually got dressed and left the house (this is a big deal, because it was raining and 10 pm). As I was driving, though, I got this really bad feeling that I shouldn't go. Now, this might seem weird, but I have a long history of gut feelings, and I have learned to follow them.
So I decided to just go grocery shopping instead. But I didn't feel good about that either. This pissed me off. I had finally gotten around to getting my ass of the couch and out of the house, and this is what I am encountered with? the feeling to go back home?
I turned around and came home. When I got home, I let the dogs out to pee, and while I was standing on my front steps, I noticed two guys smoking in the darkness on the steps of the house on the corner, watching me and my dogs. This house is known for having slightly shady characters reside there (it's a rental). I called my dogs in, locked the door and set my house alarm (immediately).
Now, who knows if anything really would have happened. Maybe they would have tried to break in while I was gone, maybe they would have jumped me when I got home. I have no idea. What I do know is that I am pretty glad I listened to that feeling and came home.
But that's not the freaky part. After double checking the alarm and front door lock, I decided to make myself some tea. As I was doing so, I sort of started talking, not so much to myself, just to the infinite beyond (you know, cause the infinite beyond hangs out in my kitchen). I said, "Okay, I get it. You've been sending me signs, and sometimes these signs piss me off, but then I realize that you are right. So I will start listening to you, okay?"
I opened my tea package (Yogi brand tea), and read the little inspirational message on the tag (there is a different one on every tag, sort of like a fortune cookie). I shit you not, this is what it said, "When we practice listening, we become intuitive."
So when I say that the infinite beyond is talking to me, believe me, I will be listening to what it's saying.
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