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Synchronistic Intuitions Are Tiny Moments Of Magic
For the intuitively aware person, there are no “coincidences” in life. We know from experience that events and circumstances that may appear to be random are, in fact, always meaningful occurrences. Every seemingly random encounter, twist of fate, or unexpected turn of events always carries a deeper meaning, a guiding message, or divine inspiration.
For those who walk the path of spiritual awareness, there is no such thing as “chance.” There are only moments of serendipity or synchronicity when we receive guidance or healing messages from Spirit, find ourselves protected by divine interventions, or experience the manifestation of our desired outcomes.
Where others see only randomness or chance, we witness the universe whispering its secrets in the language of signs, symbols and miracles.
One of the simplest examples of this is when we suddenly think of someone with whom we have not had contact for a long time, and soon afterward they call or text us, or we run into them in a public place. If we have a strong connection with someone, it is even more likely that we will run into them all the time. When we have a meaningful energy connection with someone, for whatever reason, it will always draw us to the same time and place as that person. It could be a restaurant, the movies, or even coming to the same intersection in our vehicles. Somehow you always end up in the same place at the same time.
Why Some Souls Depart This Life Early
In over 15 years of doing spiritual readings, I’ve had to deal with some very difficult questions from clients who have suffered extreme loss or trauma.
One of the most heartbreaking, however, is making sense of the death of an infant, child, or young adult, sometimes after a cruel and very unpredictable death.
Grieving the death of a young person can bring up some of the most profound and challenging emotions. While it is never easy to address this kind of loss with grieving parents and relatives, Spirit has been consistent in its guidance over the years.
Although I have been spared the loss of someone so young in my own life, I am no stranger to it. I have supported many families in this regard over the years, both professionally and in my personal life.
The first time I realized how fragile life really is, was when I was only 12 years old. I was looking forward to the summer vacation from school. One of my classmates who lived down the street and her family had relatives visiting for the summer. Two of the visiting cousins were more or less our age, so I had a nice group of girl playmates for the season!
There was also the younger brother of the visiting cousins, who was only six years old. He was an adorable child with blond hair, bright blue eyes, and a freckled face full of mischief. He followed his two sisters, my girlfriend, and me wherever we went during those carefree days. I did not mind having him around and even encouraged the others to let him play hide-and-seek and many other childhood games with us.