Been getting a lot of reports from many diverse sources about strange happenings, visions, signs and wonders. Have you seen or experience anything unusual or synchronistic lately which you believe to have mystical significance? Report your findings in the comments below.
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My RCA Pearl has been, on occasion, playing songs that are not actually on it. This has happened twice in the last few weeks.
Considering one of these instances featured a breathing exercise by Isreal Regardie, I think that it would be rather foolish of me not to think of this having a mystical signature.
Things have been unusually quiet in this regard. Although, after a year where I had three surgeries on my foot, nearly lost a job I’ve had for 20 years following a promotion due to my stress and office politics, and racked up a mountain of bills, I’ve been able to practise gratitude with new intensity.
Sometimes I wake up beaming with gratitude for the roof over my head and I feel like my life is perfect. Then, I go to work and stress out again.
I was walking down Lenora street, in Seattle, homeless, lonely(read “horny”) and totally broke. Thinking “Maybe I will meet a hot girl named ‘Lenora’ and hook up with her etc.” This would solve all my problems at once!
So then, what happens? I meet a gorgeous woman my age, with an awesome body, named….Leonora!
But, to be truthful, I am such a dork. I lost my nerve. I am not cool or a pick up artist at all.
I just asked her where the Library was and struck up a conversation with her. I totally could have gotten her phone number. She was into me. I mean I had a premonition in pretty explicit detail about what this imaginary chick named after Lenora street would look like and this vision of a person literally manifested before me.
So it really is true, that fortune favors the bold. So for being a wimp and pussing out, the Universe took care of me that day by connecting me with this friendly, but troll-like “rubber tramp” that gave me food and a place to stay.
I could have stayed with a gorgeous babe, but either way, the Universe will provide for you.
Stuff like happens to me too but horniness is not usually involved. I’ll daydream about some random conversation and get really involved then I’ll wind up having a version of that conversation in real life. The ‘daydream’ usually gives me practise and if I paid attention I had a leg up in whatever the topic of discussion wound up being.
A few years back long before I actually studied magix and such at all, I did an experiment of writing the next day each night and what would happen. I wrote it in poetic form, because that’s what I do, write poetry.
Then it worked really well, and it kind of freaked me out a little.
I backed off.
I keep meaning to repeat this experiment.
Everything is metaphysical. There is just a tiny band of materiality.