Not necessarily in your personal life but perhaps in nature, something you feel is dying. And something perhaps that isn't appreciated by most people but that you appreciate.
I can't remember a time in my life when I didn't revere and appreciate nature more than most of the people around me. I grew up on wooded land that had been in our family for 100 years... and saw the area around it gradually devastated and built up with golf courses and industrial parks-- this was happening even when I was a child. My parents would say "That's progress", but I could never see it that way.
I woke up this morning with the song "You're a Grand Old Flag" playing in my head. I remember learning the song in elementary school but otherwise didn't know much about it. I just Googled it and it has an interesting history. It was written by George M. Cohan in 1906 for his stage musical George Washington, Jr. The most interesting part is that it was inspired by an encounter Cohan had with a Civil War veteran. Look up the history if you're interested. I think hearing this song is definitely a sign, especially given its relation to the Civil War.
Other signs: Bald eagles soar over biden, while giant flag collapses in front of trump
Happy Election Day!!
I've been avoiding the news most of the day-- as have most of the people around me except for my husband, who is an NPR junkie. So I am not quite sure where things are at, nevertheless:
When I got home from work today I was inspired to perform an impromptu ritual. I recruited said husband to add his energy-- (he has a lot of it even though it scares him half to death). Essentially the aim of ritual was to banish and transmute the negative energy of T and what he feeds on within the country-- and to transmute it back into something positive that may re-emerge at some distant future time.
As I was working I noticed two crows had perched on a tree above us and were watching, closely. Crows are common in my backyard but it was interesting that these two seemed to stop to observe. Next, a few minutes after we were done, the most beautiful, complete, and distinct rainbow appeared in the east-northeastern sky. It was cloudy, but not raining.
For some reason, my sign from Spirit is a handbell ringing. Like a small brass handbell people sometimes use on their home altars. It's always a heads up telling me to open and listen. Yesterday I had the tv on mute while waiting for Rachel Maddow to start. The bell rang several times and when I looked at the TV there was an update with the updated EC votes, so I unmuted and they were talking about Biden's PA vote and he had pulled ahead by a huge margin.
I wouldn't doubt there is activity in the White House right now by some former presidents and others who are upset with Trump right now. A while back I had a dream about George Washington leading other deceased presidents and generals on horseback followed by armed troops from the Revolutionary War to modern troops with tanks who were going at breakneck speed toward the White House. I don't think I'd want to be in the White House right now given the look of anger on their faces. On the other hand...I hope they scare the stuffing out of everyone in the WH now, especially Trump.
@pamp I too feel very strongly that Biden has won Penn, though it has not been reported yet. I experienced a volcanic release this morning and all the infectious puss has drained out. And now I feel the relief as if we have all given birth. I now see a picture of a beautiful rose and It smells lovely. A healing has occurred.
Thank you so much for such a fantastic thread. My dad passed away nearly two years ago. I miss him so much every day.
This summer I was in a park with a friend and noticed that a butterfly was flying near us for some time. I stretched out my hand and said look that's my daddy came to say hello and the butterfly just sat down in the palm of my hand.
Twice I have been looking at the night sky and talking to my dad and then suddenly there was a shooting star. Little signs that make me feel that he is near.
You are so very welcome! When I first created this thread as well as my "Godwinks"one (they intertwine and can be very similar) I wasn't sure if my explanations were understood or that they would take off and fly as they did!
Thank you so very much for coming here, posting, and most of all for expressing gratitude.
I am filled with gratitude of my own and am sending you my very highest hopes and wishes for the blessings of awesome butterflies from your beloved father and many more amazing experiences and synchronicities!
Love,
Michele
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Thank you so much for such a fantastic thread. My dad passed away nearly two years ago. I miss him so much every day.
This summer I was in a park with a friend and noticed that a butterfly was flying near us for some time. I stretched out my hand and said look that's my daddy came to say hello and the butterfly just sat down in the palm of my hand.
Twice I have been looking at the night sky and talking to my dad and then suddenly there was a shooting star. Little signs that make me feel that he is near.
Today is 11/11 and at 11:11, I intend to make a wish for better things coming our way. It is also Armistice Day, the beginning of Carnival season in Germany (which will probably not happen in its usual form next year) and St Martin’s day.
Feel free to think good thoughts and make positive wishes at this time in your time zone. It definitely can’t hurt!
Love this so very much. What a magical and lovely signal! When things happen repeatedly you're definitely experiencing 11:11 type phenomenon ?
Once or twice is more of a sweet Godwink ?
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But any and all are so truly special and always dear and meaningful ?
For some reason, my sign from Spirit is a handbell ringing. Like a small brass handbell people sometimes use on their home altars. It's always a heads up telling me to open and listen
Oh how I agree! Growing up on an island in Alaska forested by trees with water on both sides. What a childhood.
I went to college in Oregon and married an Oregonian. We eventually bought land and built our home away from city life. Now a subdivision is being built across from our cross road. And what a cross road it feels like to me. I drive a half mile to that once 2 lane country country road and look straight at a huge excavation of expansion with home plots and a road heading straight at our once little country road.
I have to really practice acceptance of change big time over this so as not to be upset at this future! ?
Maintaining a state of equanimity is a challenging practice that i already have to practice in my ever changing life. But I am practicing and learning as I go just as we all do with change
@baba today is my daughter’s birthday, my first born. She was born at 9:02 pm. That adds up to 11. I have been blessed with 4 children and 3 grandchildren (so far) and am grateful for every thing. That gratitude extends to all the good souls here. Happy Veterans Day.
I had an intense week of signs and such last week after finding out that a friend (and epic crush) from college passed away. I had a couple of dreams about him recently which led me to look him up to see what he’s been up to, only to find out that he passed away back in May. He was only 45. I shared these dreams and experiences early last week in the Transpersonal Dreams thread. In college we were friends for nearly two years. I always felt an unconditional love for him, and I always felt like we had some greater cosmic connection. I’d finally gotten up the nerve to ask him out, but he’d started dating someone else and things got awkward after that. The following fall semester he never came back to school, and we lost contact. I always wondered and worried what happened. He’d experienced homophobia from roommates in the dorms, and I always felt the guy he was dating was going to hurt him badly – so either of those could have been why he didn’t come back to school. We lost contact for years, and then maybe 7 or 8 years ago I found him on Facebook and friended him. I was always so happy he accepted, though we really just remained Facebook friends without much interaction - I did try reaching out a few times.
So this week, after finding out about his passing, it’s like the gates of the universe just opened up with messages for me (okay, in my grief, I was looking anyway. This really hit me hard). I work in a library and one of the ways spirit communicates signs to me is by popping out book titles that have deeper meaning when I’m walking through the stacks. So I received a couple of messages that way that seemed to be from him, but I’m trying to be objective so they could have just been coincidence. Recently, I’ve also been doing these things on YouTube called pick-a-card readings. They’re supposed to be general Tarot readings, but I’ve found they have value and speak some truth. So I did three different ones by three different readers with three different questions on three different nights this past week – like one of them might have been a message from a deceased loved one and another was what do you need to know about this relationship with a person you’re thinking about. They were all very intense and surprising if they are true. I did a few more after the first three and they all seem very consistent, though they each come from different angles.
The overall message that came out was along the lines that he was sorry if he had done anything to hurt me, sorry that he walked away, and sorry that he didn’t act on how he really felt. How he presented himself was not how he really felt inside. He liked me, but was immature and insecure. He was afraid to get too close. I was honestly just hoping to get a message that we were still friends despite the time and space that came between us. I’ve been trying to be objective since I’m afraid I could be reading what I want to believe into the situation.