Recognizing the Signs
I'm always watching for signs, searching for the message in synchronicities. I believe that there are no meaningless coincidences.
Today I received clear guidance about a book I should buy at Crystal Blue, a metaphysical shop at Little Five Points. Perusing the categories of books that might interest me, I remembered how intensely I've been dreaming lately. The first book I felt drawn to was simply titled "Lucid Dreaming."
As I was skimming the back-cover summary, I overhead the words "lucid" and "dreaming" in the conversation between the workers behind the counter. Taking that as a sign I was on the right track, I walked over and showed the woman who was describing her lucid dreams the title I was considering buying. She'd read the book, written by Tony Crisp, and recommended it.
Then something stranger happened. She surprisingly shared something pretty personal about herself that directly relates to a crossroads I've been at in my own personal life.
What she said helped me resist an obvious detour in my life. Just minutes later I was able to steel myself up from answering multiple calls from someone I know I need to avoid (the details of which are best not published here).
At such unmistakably synchronous moments, I almost expect the "Twilight Zone" theme to start playing. It feels like my guides are speaking through others to get me to see; that these synchronicities are being orchestrated for my benefit.
Crystal Blue seems to be the place to go to experience these occurences. I had another important book “find” me there last year after a Reiki I & II class. I accompanied a young Indian woman I’d taught that day to the store after she expressed interest in buying crystals but said she wasn’t sure where to go.
While she was examining rocks, I was scanning the bookshelves for a book that would really resonate with me. One of the first titles that caught me eye was called "The Book of Secrets.". Overwhelmed by the options in so many New Age-related fields, I silently asked spirit to help me find the right book.
"The Book of Secrets," which I had just observed firmly pressed face-front against the back of the top shelf, flew down and landed right in front of my feet. My student, a wildly gifted intuitive, recognized what had occurred and wandered over the other side of the store and asked, “What book just found you?”
I bought it without question. Written by the Indian guru Osho, the 1,134-page book includes transcriptions of lectures the author gave describing 112 meditation techniques for transforming the mind (even attaining enlightenment).
While I’ve learned that very-human Osho handled his personal affairs in sometimes questionable manner, everything I’ve read so far in the book seems pretty close to divine wisdom.
Of course, given the book’s tremendous size and the fact that it’s not an easy read at all (I can handle about 10 pages at a time max), I’m less than a third of the way through. It’s actually been far too long since I picked it up.
I noticed while giving a session today that the book had made its way to the corner of my Reiki room and had probably been there for a good while (I’d somehow quit seeing it even though there’s virtually no clutter in my studio).
Maybe subconsciously I’ve been hoping I could osmotically absorb the book’s contents by just having it in my sacred space.
But I think it’s time I picked it back up. I’m grateful today that I was led to a new book and rediscovered an old one, both of which I believe will help me greatly expand my consciousness.

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