God Winks

I can’t believe that it has been almost a month since my official attunements to Reiki I & II. It seems like yesterday and yet is feels like years or even lifetimes that I have been doing this type of energy work. So much has changed and opened up for me over the last many months even last couple of years that I am having difficulty putting timelines on things. Maybe it is because time is manmade and it has no purpose with regard to these occurrences.

I recently had a reason to look at my resume and a strange thing occurred to me…I wasn’t sure who that person was that accomplished those things on that document. That woman’s history on paper seemed familiar but yet there was a big disconnect. When I tried to explain to Didier about how I feel different, I used the analogy of feeling like I am breathing different air. Since my initial accidently attunement, I feel switched on to a higher frequency. I think differently, I feel differently, I see differently. There is no returning to that previous person – she has graduated. It would be like taking someone’s diploma away once they have successfully passed the course. Not possible.

The synchronicities, coincidences or “God Winks” as Christine calls them happen so frequently now that I find that I am not rushing to the phone to share them anymore. They are just a part of this life being connected to Source. It is now more of a game and I am tickled by it - to the point where I find myself smiling or laughing openly upon their occurrences.

One such connection happened Thursday that was very precious to me. My father died in 1999 and although we were not terribly close due to his journey/lifetime involving struggles that I did not understand at the time, but we had my childhood memories and they were loving and strong. I was the “baby” and he let everyone know it. My memories included sitting on his lap while he sang and he would bounce me on his knee. Do people even do that anymore with their children? And sitting inside his accordion case while he played upbeat Oom Pa Pa’s but one of his favorite songs to sing was “You are my Sunshine”. The first verse is lovely enough but when you get into the second and beyond it is not a very happy song. All of us (Mom, sisters and me) used to have a word or two to say to Dad about that song when he started singing that oh so familiar composition over the years. He would then laugh and we would all join in and sing the rest together. It was a special song between us.

You Are My SunshineMy only sunshine. You make me happy When skies are grey. You'll never know, dear, How much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away The other nite, dear, As I lay sleeping I dreamed I held you in my arms. When I awoke, dear, I was mistaken And I hung my head and cried. You are my sunshine, My only sunshine. You make me happy When skies are grey. You'll never know, dear, How much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away. So, anyway…I was thinking strongly about my Dad over the last couple of days and most particularly Thursday as I was running errands and preparing for my new office. I was feeling his loving essence beaming with pride. This was not a feeling that I felt concerning him for a very very long time. I could feel how happy he was at watching me grow.

Then once again (I say once again because I have had God Winks in this location before), I find myself in the shopping center of the Home Depot at the 215 & Eastern which is not a center I frequent but I wanted to go to the furniture consignment shop to find a stool. Nope, nothing there.

So, I was standing outside the shop feeling an urging to stay like something was going to happen. Then it hit me to go to Ross a couple of store up. I walked up not sure what I was to find – maybe a stool. I looked around and almost waiting for an undeniable message to show itself. Up and down one aisle and then the other and then coming to the end of the third aisle facing the wall of pictures, prints and wall hangings – there was a sign…a real sign or artsy wall hanging. It was about 18 inches long and about 8 inches tall on a wood plank. It read, “YOU ARE MY SUNSHINE”.

Thanks Dad! I felt you, I heard you, and I saw you in my mind’s eye beaming with joy. I love you.
Love,
Lee (Peanut)