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What are the Chances?

9/10/2022

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Nil, None, Nothing is left to chance. The Universe Speaks to Us Daily.

You are not gonna believe this, yes, it involves my grandson, just a smidge. I took him to the DeBary Splash Pad. And there I met a young man with his 2-year-old. We get to chatting and I ask him what he does for a living. A fireman. I’m like wow, my dad was fireman for 34 years. A bit later in the conversation I ask what his wife does: An X-Ray Technician. Really, my mom did that. He said what a coincidence. I chuckled and said I do not believe in them. Hi, Mom and Dad, I say inside of my head.

The Universe Speaks to Us Daily.

Backstory: I was cruising the streets of Lake Helen, a country type of a scene in most areas. It comes to me that I’m going to see a peacock walking on the side of the road. I think I’m delusional LOL because I’m in the middle of nowhere. One minute later there it is walking on the side of the road to remind me to stand up for my beliefs and continue to live by them – always walking my talk.

The other day I’m tooling around in my car pulling inspiration from myself with the help of Spirit for this blog. I thought of the above stories and then wondered what I would use for the art, the photograph or picture, I said to myself I could draw a question mark, that’s easy enough. A bit later I looked in the sky and saw a crescent moon and a cross. I grabbed my phone to snap the pic. The tree line got in the way. Once in sight again, a question mark appeared in the same spot as the crescent moon and cross. You know I was lovin’ it. Thank you, Spirit! I hope you can see it! I see a duck (getting my ducks in a row to move forward with projects) and the head of the duck is the dot for the question mark.

The Universe Speaks to Us Daily.

Look for the signs. They are there. Believe and you shall Receive!

Peace and Love

P.S. I edit this blog several times before posting and always look at the word count (numbers, I like numbers): 370 words. Thirty-seven was one of my dad’s favorite numbers. After the next edit, it still was 370. Hi Dad, Love you!

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Teresa
9/10/2022 11:24:54 am

I loved this so much. I woke up this morning thinking about a person that I met yesterday by chance. I had asked Spirit to give me some signs about an upcoming trip and if I should go. I met this lady and I asked her where she was from. She was from the place I was thinking about traveling to. I woke up with the thought that I need to pay closer attention to the signs that God puts out there for us...and then I read your post and laughed...Yes, thank you for the reminder! May I follow the signs from those guiding me along this life's journey. Blessings to you Lori. Thanks for sharing your stories. I really enjoy your posts.

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Lori Carter link
9/17/2022 06:43:41 am

Thank you so much for sharing your story. Love it! Safe Travels!

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