Following The Path

There was something about this moment that was unlike anything Sam had ever experienced. It wasn’t her long brown hair, glowing brown eyes, or big beautiful smile. It wasn’t holding her hand while she was driving. It was the feeling. There was an energetic rush of warmth that flowed freely between the two of them. Sam knew that this was the epitome of what he longed for, and he was basking in it. It felt like home. Not a single shred of resistance in either of their beings. No masks, no insecurities, just pure light. No anxiety…not even excitement! A simple…knowing.

Sam held her hand, fingers interlocked, while gazing at her with a smile on his own face. He felt the warmth there, too. Suddenly, he was woken up. What seemed like a moment frozen in time, became a dream of a woman he had never seen before, gone in an instant. Although it was random for him, it was the type of dream that is seared into one’s memory, where a significance is undeniable. Sam tucked the dream away into his mental file cabinet, reveling in the warmth shared between the two for the rest of the day, and for some time to come.

Almost three years later, Sam was well into a expanded life journey. As a person who had gone through spiritual awakenings, Sam liked to go to a local bookstore and peruse the spiritual book section. He did so in a unique fashion, as he liked to raise his hand with his palm facing the spines of the books, and then go across scanning the energy of the books until one resonated with him. He let the energy choose the book he would read or buy. On this day, he felt his energy was at a heightened state from the recent dream, and decided it would be as good a day as any to find a book that would lead him where his soul wants to go next. He approached the section, closed his eyes, and began scanning. When he felt a jolt through his body, along with a warm flush, he stopped and placed his hand on the book, then opened his eyes. Sam was fascinated, as the book he landed on was a little black notebook, with no title on the spine. He pulled the notebook from the shelf, to find no title on the front cover as well.

Normally this would strike one as an oddity, but with the way signs and synchronicities had been happening on Sam’s journey, it was like magic was being created before his eyes. Sam opened the book, curious to see what the Universe had in store for him. To his surprise, the only thing written in the book was:

“You will know her when you see her”

Sam had no evidence, and no understanding, but he knew this was a message for himself. He tucked the notebook into his pocket, and continued to scan the rest of the books. Nothing else resonated, which for a brief moment left Sam feeling disappointed…he often would spend a couple hours soaking in messages delivered with divine timing this way. With the notion that today was simply different, he walked away and headed out of the bookstore. Simultaneously, a woman made her way to the spiritual section, where she closed her eyes and began scanning the spines of the books.

The next day, Sam decided near the last minute to attend a group mediumship class at the local spiritual center he had been going to. Along his journey, he had been practicing opening up to the spiritual side more by developing psychic abilities further, along with learning Reiki. These aspects of his journey particularly came into play for him after the passing of his father. Sam did not allow grief to usurp his life, as knew that his father’s time was up after a long battle with a variety of health issues. While Sam had received a $20,000 check as a beneficiary on his father’s life insurance policy, money was a mere afterthought. He wanted to be able to connect at will with his father. Heck, his grandmother too, and anyone else in the non-physical. Detachment from materials and the majority, along with searching for deeper meaning and connection in this life, became paramount to Sam.

He walked into the class, and greeted the regulars he had come to know, along with a couple of new people named Haley and Cassie. The class was going to be focusing on inviting anyone from the non-physical that wished to come forward with any messages. At first, Sam hoped he could focus on his father, but released that idea and stayed open to whatever would happen. Before they began, the teacher was discussing times when spirits would come to her with messages, and mentioned it happening several times while in the shower. Sam noted that he didn’t remember having any messengers arrive while in the shower, but that he did use that time to visualize cleansing, clearing and balancing chakras with the shower water. Haley blurted out, “I do that, too!” Sam thought that was interesting, since he hadn’t met anyone else that did that.

Later, after the channeling messages from the spirit side was completed for each person, everyone shared their experiences. Sam channeled an older woman who went through a rough early life, and she turned out to be the deceased aunt of one of the regulars present in class, Rich. Then, as they were all discussing these abilities, the topic of books arose. Haley began asking the teacher about a book that Sam and Rich had been discussing with the teacher in previous weeks, as both Rich and the teacher owned a copy. The book deals with all the psychic abilities, and breaks down the “Clairs” – the prefix meaning clear, followed by a suffix for each of the senses. Among the discussed abilities, Sam expressed that one of his stronger aspects was Claircognizance, or clear knowing. This ability comes without any evidence for proof, it is just innate knowing of something, as if the knowledge was divinely provided. Sam recognized this ability being present when he found the little black notebook, and that’s why he held on to it.

Mentally noting as another sync, Sam found it interesting that this particular book was brought up, and asked Rich where he got his copy from. Rich noted that he ordered it online, and Sam mentioned that he liked to go to the local popular bookstore and pick up books immediately when possible. Sam then said he was there yesterday, looking for something that resonated with him. Haley heard this and replied, “I went to one of those bookstores yesterday, too!” Sam started to feel a buzz inside. Being someone who is open and alert to signs and synchronicities, there had been quite a few in just the limited time in class around this particular woman. Sam said, “Really? Which one did you go to?” Haley said, “The one in Rubber City.” Sam felt his senses raising in vibration. “That’s the one I was at! What time were you there?”, Sam asked. Haley replied, “about 6:30.” Sam said, “Wow, I was there then, too!”

Sam soaked in the incredible synchronicity that just happened, even more powerful than the shower or the book moments. Here was a woman who was in the same bookstore, at the same time, looking in the same section for the same type of books, and they didn’t meet…yet less than 24 hours later, the Universe put them in a different city, yet the same place, at the same time, for another shot. Sam had to contain this within the confines of his mind, as he was aware that he quite possibly was the only one realizing this. It didn’t appear on the surface to be much of a deal to Haley, or anyone else in the class, but it was magic to Sam.

In the second half of the class, everyone started taking about signs they had been seeing, and Sam mentioned how he had a lot of cardinals and blue jays visiting his house. Haley then said she had been seeing blue jays and hawks. Oddly, no one else mentioned birds, or even any other particular signs, but Sam was not surprised at this point that Haley was somewhere in the same vibration.

Sam then mentioned the passing of his father, and how the beneficiary money was given to him, but not something he felt was important in life at the moment. Haley, who appeared to feel touched, looked at Sam and said, “it must feel good to know that your father is always with you”, and then smiled. As Sam looked at her in that moment, he lost his breath. The instant he saw her smile, he realized that SHE was the woman from his dream many years ago. The uncanny synchronicities that led up to this moment, exposed themselves as mere stepping stones. The woman physically looked EXACTLY like she did in Sam’s dream, to a tee. Long brown hair, glowing brown eyes...yet it was the smile. The smile that was written into the code of Sam’s DNA that night.

He wanted so badly to look at the teacher and blurt out, “IT’S HER!” Thankfully, he had the presence of mind to simply smile back at Haley and bite his tongue, because he knew he would look utterly insane in front of everyone. While he had shared many private details of his life with the teacher, the dream was not one of them.

A customary action at this spiritual center was to give hugs to everyone, even new people. As the class wrapped up, Sam was beyond himself. He was, at that point, sending telepathic messages to Haley, saying, “I REALLY want to give you a hug.” Haley got up and gave the teacher a hug, and then walked all the way around the table beside Sam and stood there while the teacher mentioned another item. Sam felt an energetic pull towards Haley physically, and when the teacher was done, Sam turned to Haley. They wrapped their arms around each other, and Sam confirmed the only other piece that he needed to know: her physical energy in this life felt exactly the same way as it did in the dream…like home. It lasted a little bit longer than the normal hug, but felt like a lifetime for Sam.

Everyone said their goodbyes, and Sam then watched Haley, along with Cassie, walk out the door…wondering if he would ever see her again in this lifetime. Sam and Rich got their coats on and walked outside, and as Haley was sitting in her driver’s seat, Sam waved goodbye. Haley waved back, once again flashing that smile. Sam held this entire story inside of him, not knowing at all if Haley experienced or felt any of it. If she did, she perfected the craft of keeping it to herself, as well. She drove away, and Sam immediately thanked the Universe for the experience. Never before, and not once since then, has Sam dreamt of someone and then met them in real Earth life…let alone to have the physical looks and energy match.

Sam pulled the little black notebook from his pocket, and read it again:

“You will know her when you see her”

He did.

Sam knew he met the woman from his dream. He knows she has a significance of some sort in his life going forward. He had also been humbled by the Universe on many occasions, so he knew better than to get attached to an outcome. The questions remained in his mind: Did she have a similar experience? Did she feel the same way at all? Will I ever see her again?

Synchronicities don’t escalate to this point for nothing…yet for everything we know, we know nothing at all.