In many if my books I talk about symbols as I also do in this blog. But we are one step away of becoming paranoiac about the signs interpreting absolutely everything we stumble upon. So readers often ask me what is a sign and what isn’t. And I say that I cannot answer since my signs are not other peoples signs. It is an individual alphabet to talk to God.
So, instead of explaining the signs, I normally try to share my signs. So why don’t you try to share your signs?
I’m not saying it is an universal language that your signs can be imposed to others but you can give us examples of signs when these changed your life.
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Yannis,
I said magic… and what I meant is that some signs, we cannot explain how they occur, just like you said it might be physics or God, but whatever it is, it’s like magic, magical…
And I agree, some signs are not nice, but that is the mystery, some signs are there for warning us.
But also, we must have an open mind to distinguish things correctly.
For example, I read once in a very interesting book, which I cannot remember the name, that my birth date or one of the numbers or something, I cannot remember, is associated with the Devil. But it when on to say not the Devil in the usual religious sense, but it signifies something very powerful.
Being bad, and temptations, cravings, and such, is easier, perhaps because the energy associated with it is more powerful, more drawing…
Just something to think about.
Peace and love to all the Earth, and Universe!
With love
C.
i am no, 50 today in my post,,, so i see it is a super popular subject,,,,
yes my life and myself live with sighns,,,
but i started to see and open myself to signes only a few years ago,,, and than i realized that everyting in my and our life is happenning with a reosen, and than also we get our signs every day- we just have to be open to see-feel and accept them,,,,
i see in nombers!!!!! i have 2 nombers in my life that they r vvvery strong in my life’s event,,, and those nomber r a huge sighn for me- no, 32 and 18 those nom also have meanning alfabetic in my hebrew sighns,,, and sssso many things happen related to those nombers- that i am amazed,,,
my breast cancer came with a kind of signs and all around it!!!! and i thank G-d for giving me the opportunity after my breast cancer to learn so many possitive ways in my life ( i am tomorrow 6 years of breast cancer FREE March the 31) and i have developed a tactic and intuitions– and i know sometimes- whats going to happen!!!!!
and after reading the zahir even more,,, so what can i tell u
ur books opend my mind and i realllllly feel i understand much more those amazing sighns around me,
lots of love
orly
Once I read a book and, because of it, travelled to the other side of the earth. The book talked to my heart directly.
I cannot call it a sign however. As some people already wrote, signs derive from our instincts. They start from the simple ones (How much and what do I REALLY NEED to eat?) and could end to a premonition (Should I travel there?).
I believe it is not magic at all. It could be physics (something we haven’t discovered yet). It could be God. Anyway, if we have balance inside us, we can hear our body and what it says. Like babies. They cannot talk, but they are complete entities-totally aware of their needs. Most of the times, we cannot understand our bodies, as we cannot understand the babies.
We may start by comprehending our own signs-ourselves. Then the signs from our environment will be clearer. They shall not always be nice, but that’s life!
Its not the signs anymore that bring delight. Its the interpretation of the sign that leaves me bewildered…and left to think if the sign has any significance at all.
OPINIÓN: En primer lugar descubrí en los escritos de Paulo Coelho, escritos que se editaban en la revista, contestación a cosas que me estaban pasando en ese momento, volví a leer El Alquimista y comprendí mejor lo que estaba pasando. Luego seguí su blog y entendí que a veces estamos rodeados de cosas a nuestro alrededor que nos hablan, cosas que han estado ahí siempre y ¿como puede ser que ahora es cuando me fijo?, el nombre de una calle me habla y como las flechas del Camino de Santiago que una te lleva a otra voy armando mi rompecabezas y así cada uno de nosotros puede hacer lo mismo porque yo que soy creyente pienso: Dios nos habla y ha hecho un lenguaje fantástico, se dirije a nosotros por medio de símbolos y también por mensajes que nos vamos pasando unos a otros.
Los que no creen en Dios podrían llamarle “El Inconsciente Colectivo” creo que así entenderán de lo que hablo.
Ahora encuentro contestación a preguntas o ideas cuando leo, el periódico, una revista etc. No es obsesión, es estar atenta a los detalles que te rodean y cuando algo que está a tu alrededor o llega a tí y te da contestación a una inquietud que tenías entoces sabrás que aquello llegó a ti y no era casualidad. Algo importante que utilizo es cuando algo llega dos vesces entoces le presto más atención.
A partir de que descubrí esto ya no me siento sola, se que hay alguien siempre escuchando.
Un saludo, rosa de los vientos.
I know that my life is good and comfortable, everything is going well, however, soon will come the time to turn this around and follow the path that was intended for me. I am still unsure what the path is, but I know it is not far in the future. When this happens, I know that I may lose all the material things I have now, but I know I will be safe. I am not scared of the path, but I am not quite ready to go on the journey at this moment, but when I do, I will awaken fully. This is when I will be ready to go in search of my dream. The closer I get to following my dreams the more signs that I have that tell me that it is the right path to follow. Also, I recently had a vivid dream that also told me the time will soon arrive.
Querido Paulo,
Maravilhoso este assunto!!! Com certeza, o Universo nos traz muitos sinais ao longo da vida e cabe a nos sabermos identifica-los, ja que Deus fala conosco através de muitos sinais todo o tempo. Eu ja tive fortes sinais em minha vida, e agradeço muito à eles. O ultimo grande sinal foi na vespera de vc ter mandado o up date pra St Joseph, eu sonhei com uma senhora que me dizia: entao, a gente se encontra no dia do Santo. Ela repetia isso pra mim sem parar, estavamos no banco de tras de um carro, e ela falava, não se preocupe, a gente se encontra no dia do Santo. Depois de algumas horas que respondi o email foi que me lembrei que havia sonhado com isso e fiquei impressionada. Foi maravilhoso este sinal.
Eu sempre acreditei muito em sinais que Deus me passa atraves das situações, coisas, e pessoas… Sempre que me sinto meio perdida, pego seja a biblia, seja “comment le fleuve qui coule”, maktub, ou manual do guerreiro da luz e peço uma luz, e abro em uma pagina au hasard.. e sempre recebo um insight.
Ha um tempo atras passei a acreditar menos nesse meu sexto sentido de enxergar estes sinais, quando por um longo momento eu via os sinais que eu desejava ver de uma pessoa que gostava muito. Eu senti muito forte sinais com esta pessoa. Depois percebi que talvez fosse pretenção ou ilusão de minha parte ja que esta pessoa não sentia boas energias em mim e mal se lembrava de minha existência, então passei a me policiar, pois “no escuro” eu fiquei perdida e achava que a pessoa estava na mesma sintonia que eu, de energia.
Hoje estou retomando minha fé nestes sinais pra minha vida e o dia antes de seu email, o sonho me ajudou muito a voltar a acreditar que estou em conexão.
Você não imagina quantos insights ja me passou atraves das leituras de suas obras, e eu sou infinitamente grata!!!
MARG,
Ca
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A marble statue, like those of greek, starts to walk behind me and to persecute me. I try to get away but a lightspot rises from its front. I ride the street fastly, but so the brilliant light reaches and paralyses me. After that, I’m laid upon amn altar, like those used for sacrifices. The scenary is of a clear sunny day. Really very clear.
Two men appears before me, but at certain distance. The first is leading the other. The first ia blond-hair man, tall, white-dressed. Long hair. Blue eyes. I’ve been kept paralysed. So the first man spoke: “From now, you’re gonna be my germen (meaning ‘seed’)”.
Caro Paulo, questa è una bellissima domanda!!!
mi sono fermata a pensare…….nella vita di tutti i giorni forse presto poca attenzione a quelli che sono i segnali, forse non li so nemmeno vedere e decifrare….mi capita però di ricevere molte informazioni durante i sogni, mentre dormo!! Sogno dei posti, delle persone, delle scene che poi si manifestano nella realtà!!Rimango sempre a bocca aperta perchè non riesco a darmi una spiegazione.
Nella vita reale io parlo sempre di destino e di coincidenze…sono arrivata fino a qui, se mi guardo indietro vedo che è tutto scritto in maniera molto precisa…dovevo fare quello, passare di lì, incontrare questa e quella persona…..sono come delle tessere di un puzzle che piano piano si uniscono per formare il disegno….tu quando vedi la piuma sai che scriverai un altro libro…io so che quando dietro la spalla sinistra sento un forte calore, un formicolio e la sensazione che qualcuno mi stia toccando deve succedere qualcosa!!Mi sto dilungando….ci sarebbe da scrivere molto….negli ultimi mesi mi capita di aver a che fare con le farfalle….una farfalla sugli occhiali comprati anni fa…la farfalla sul tuo braccio, in un brutto momento entra una farfalla in casa….chissà cosa vuol dire, forse niente! Ci sarebbe da scrivere un libro!!!;-))))
Baci
Barbara Massa (added by Mobile using Mippin)
Christian, I liked so much what you wrote.
Your idea is so simple that it becomes poetic.
I will try it myself !!
Thank you
Rossana Curri
Dreams and intuition are my most powerful signs.
I worked with a group of people for a few years in late 90′s, who used the term “psychic questing”, using portents, dreams, meditation.
We would visit sacred ancient places, do meditations all over Britain, so it was important that our signs were correct, otherwise we would of had a wasted trip.
We would ask for confirmation, rely on more than once source. Sometimes we would find artifacts, more often though we would unravel mysteries.
On a personal level, I have travelled to India, this was because I was thinking of going to travel to India with a friend and I overheard a stranger say in passing “she met him on a beach in Goa”, and meet him I did.
I often take words from strangers mouths that they should utter as signs.
Animals, birds, images, songs, synchroncity, all show and connect me. I also am aware of my guardian angel, and sometimes feel their embrace, like a giant glove of warmth surrounding my entire body. Especially when I have felt at the absolute lowest of lows.
I have used/use Tarot, I-ching, Astrology, Palmistry, some of these since a child, which was when I became fascinated with witches, (not dolls).
I am particularly fond of seeing foxes in London, because they remind me of the hidden wild side of nature and man, yesterday I saw one in broad daylight which was unusual. They represent to me the wild spirit that cannot be tamed, the survivor, the cunning.
Animals, birds, are much more in tune with nature and Her world than we.
Dear Paulo,
I started to notice signs only after I read The Valkyrie, and later after Zahir it became just normal to feel them around me.
I started to listen for premonitions and act after them. It saved me from lot of pain.
I am sorry I did not start earlier to pay attention as the signs were there before my eyes, and my mind….Probably I had to pass all that pain and tunnel of dispair to arrive where I’m now, on this path.
In the most difficult moment of my life (for now) I discovered first The Alchimist and then Pilgrimage, it was sign too. From that point on I saw light at the end of tunnel and my life has changed for better…..and as I followed your work like tiles in mosaic each book brought me more peace of mind, more myself…
Love
Luce
A sign for me that something is wrong might be the fact that even I try hard,something is not going .Sing to stop.
Or,sometimes,I used to see a very kind old woman in front of a church.I used to give her money,she thanked me so kindly.She was not asking for anything,but was obvious she needed money.Each time I met her,something good was happening that day.
Other thing ,once I saw an angel in a church I entered by case.Was sign God was helping me.If I do something and I feel peace of mind,even if is something difficult,I know is a sign I am doing the right thing.
Guess many will laugh,I believe a chimney sweeper bring good luck…
I agree that one should be careful about reading so called “signs”, and not try to find a meaning in everything that happens. However, my belief is that we need to keep our senses awake and be alert to what is happening around us, because it is all part of a cosmic symphony. If we pay attention to our place in it, than it shouldn’t be difficult to interpret various signals we get sent.
And, no, during my youth years I never believed in signs, considering them to be “old ladies’ superstitions”. Not anymore- experiences that led my steps to unbelievable places and brought incredible people to my path, these have helped me grow spiritually.
Quem vive de ou em função de sinais é, no mínimo, supersticioso. A menos que sejam sinais reais, digo, que precisam ser observados para nos conduzirmos na vida ou nos resguardarmos física e mentalmente, como um sinal de trânsito, um sintoma de doença, etc. Não creio que seja este o seu enfoque. Assim, restam os sinais do inconsciente nos sonhos e os sinais digamos assim, sobrenaturais. Os primeiros são utilizados para nos resguardarem mentalmente e, ao mesmo tempo, permitirem nos livrarmos das tensões do dia a dia, liberando libido represada, conflitos mentais, etc. Os chamados sinais sobrenaturais não existem. Um sinal desse tipo é sempre fictício e se deve aos nossos anelos, esperanças, sonhos, desejos e fantasias conscientes. Quem fica esperando um sinal assim, está a meio caminho da morbidez, do delírio, da embriaguês de vida, da desesperança, do enfado e do aborrecimento do mundo. Pessoas sem cultura ou crédulas-ingênuas também procuram tais sinais. As vidas das pessoas mudam por causas fortuitas ou planejadas, mas não são emitidos sinais intencionais tendo por objeto tais mudanças. Ninguém é predestinado a ser algo ou a fazer algo. Tudo se insere num plano macrocósmico de causa e efeito engendrado por Deus e, por causa disso mesmo, conhecido somente por Ele.Deus não faz milagres e nem interfere em sua obra. Caso contrário seria admitir que errou ao fazer algo assim, ao invés de fazer assado. Ao criar a natureza e suas leis, fez tudo perfeito, sem necessitar de retoques. Cabe a nós compreender como funciona e nos harmonizarmos com isso. Para isso recebemos livre arbítrio. Quem quiser ir contra a natureza é livre para fazê-lo e aguentará as consequências. Não provindas de Deus, mas do que resultar de seus próprios atos e inter-relacionamentos. É lógico que Deus está no controle, sabendo tudo, mas Ele não emite sinais sobrenaturais para ninguém e, se sinais assim existem, não proveem Dele. Caso contrário não haveria livre arbítrio. Eu sei que dirão que a Bíblia está cheia de sinais e que eu a aceito. Este assunto é mais complexo e, se você prestar bem atenção, verá que Deus não interfere em nosso livre arbítrio. A fé não pode ser imposta e Ele não o faz e nem bafeja quem quer que seja com a Sua atenção especial. Se você pensa o contrário, pobre de ti, irmão! Ou louvados sejas Tu! Meio têrmo não há.
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I found an eagle’s feather on the road of my normal walks. Everyday I walk around the wooded neighborhood for exercise and am always aware of the wildlife around me. Apparently I interpreted this as the wildlife being well aware of me.
Similarly I find little blue pellets when walking. When I find them I use them as a meditation bead to think of all the things I love in this world. I start small like: a cappuccino, chocolate, my dog and work my way up to things like, dreams, desires, spirit, my family, my connection to others, writing, painting, etc.
I know it sounds kind of silly, but those are two examples of ‘signs’ for me. I’d go into the others, but they are a little more esoteric.
:)
-C
Karen, thanks for your sweet wish: sometime we do need this kind of support in life!!
And thanks for sharing so much with all of us: your experience is precious to me!
Hugs,
Rossana Curri
Para ti Paulo Coelho,
De facto o caminho que percorremos está cheio de sinais, uns são coisas simples que mostram como tudo está relacionado, outros estão carregados de um verdadeiro simbolismo que pode ser “decifrado” na hora mas, que também pode ser reinterpretado mais tarde, quando existe uma diferente tonalidade que se mistura à luz inicial projectada. Ora há 13 anos, no meu últim ano do liceu mesmo antes de entrar na universidade, eu tive a felicidade de ter um professor de Inglês que também ensinava Yoga. Um dia este deu-nos um poema antigo que mudou a minha vida para sempre, a sério. Entretanto eu fui estudar para Lisboa e o poema perdeu-se mas o último verso ficou sempre bem gravado no meu coração durante anos e anos. Há algum tempo atrás quando eu tive um outro “turning point” na minha vida e vim parar a Zurique, procurei o dito poema e encontrei-o na internet. Mas que bela sensação de ler aquelas palavras e sentir a seguir de tantos anos que o caminho percorrido podia não ser o mais fácil mas, apesar de todas as dificuldades, contratempos e imprevistos tinha sida a minha opção de desbravar esse caminho especifico e não um outro qualquer. Fiquei tão contente que quis logo partilhá-lo e inseri no meu bog pessoal (Journal entries): http://www.hi5.com/friend/profile/displayJournal.do?ownerId=14565839
Ora mas a história não tremina aqui Paulo Coelho! Na semana passada estava lendo o teu último livro O vencedor está só a apanhar sol, na miha varanda, e não é que para meu grande espanto lá estava o poema de Robert Frost:
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Tenho que admitir que vieram-me lágrimas ao olhos logo no primeiro verso. É que sabes Paulo (sinto que depois de tantos livros lidos posso te tratar por tu…) de facto os sinais estão em todo lado e este poema lido há 13 anos foi um sinal que me disse Vai! Não tenhas medo! Se achas que é o que está certo para ti no momento FORçA mas está consciente que é uma opção e que outros caminhos serão deixados para trás. Pois é, aí apercebi-me que não se pode ter tudo mas c’est la vie! E tu ao escolheres este texto para a Jasmine simplesmente mostraste o quanto este poema é belo e repleto de simbolismo e o quanto os sinais são aquilo que fazes deles. Ai Paulo Coelho obrigada por seres quem és e obrigada por todos sinais implicitos /explicitos em cada frase, verso, livro. Seria uma honra um dia te poder conhecer.
Carpe Diem
Sandra
I came to Ghana to follow my childhood dream of working in development… but I also had been ill and so needed to be proving myself to some people, including my self.
In part, I was hoping to restore and renew my life… maybe reconnect with an old flame; but he soon had been married.
Then I arrived in the northern capital to work.
I started to notice, however, so many connections to him; mostly his name…. the only ‘familiar’ name that was used in marketing products….
So, I would see the billboard flashing his name…
I would buy a lightbulb… with his name..
I would see the political party.. with his countries colours…
and then, everyday on the road to work… I would sit at the traffic lights whilst ahead was the bus depo.. with the name of the tour bus.. yes… his name (initials)… and
still every time I am on my way home and feel as if I need a sign… this bus seems to always come along…
or i’ll pass a billboard with his name…
and so i decide to bring cheer – and buy the ‘named’ food; the lightbulb…
but sadly, I’ll never likely take the bus.
So… a bizarre sign,. considering the timing, the place…
the lack of other European names.. etc…
even the name of the town i stay is of his local national dish. Yet, there is no happy ending, so I am wondering why I have been meeting all these signs ;o/
Anyway, I leave this country soon and that will be closure.
I find signs to be coincidences, that merely confirm I am on the right track. But I also don’t view them as coincidences, I just accept them.
The thing is to live in the moment and pay attention. Things come to you when you need it or just as a reminder.
Dear friends,
Wonderful stories, all great shares. ESPECIALLY ROSANNA – your story is very moving, and I really hope life and job change for you.
Paris was a sign of change, and rebirth – spring in Paris – and the new life you will have is coming your way.
Bella donna.
When I noticed my first sign back in 1990, I decided to take this reality seriously. I realised there was another dimension, another reality beyond the physical.
So slowly I started to write some of the signs down.
This led me to begin a mystical approach to my life. The physical world became less important, and the inner world of heart, soul and spirit became my dwelling place.
It’s now 19 years since I changed direction in life, and became more inner than outer.
That sign in 1990 changed my life.
It made me realise that something was going on, and it was not what was happening in the physical world of my 5 senses.
I’m not the enlightened person I long to be, but I now have an unseen Friend who speaks to me on a daily basis.
I can’t complain.
karen xxxxxxxxxx
JESSICA
READ Your Space in my Blog: 30th of March 2009”
3 months ago, I lived what you saw at the moment: and I shall have loved well somebody to whom to speak; I am there (after the storm of my feelings, on a new stage I thus understand you)
Munrocea, your story about Egypt reminded me what happened to me when I was there.
I traveled along the Nile, and every day was so full of intense perceptions that I was perpetually living in a sort of trance.
One day we reached Abu Simbel, and when I got in I felt like I was in another dimension, could no longer speak to anyone and felt like I was somehow driven away.
I entered a small, narrow room on the right, all built up in stones, of course, where they used to keep the food for celebrations.
A humble room, just a deposit.
There was kind of a bench along the right wall, and I sat on it, looking at the hieroglyphics on the wall in front of me. They showed offers of food and wine to gods.
I closed my eyes, and got into a very special state of mind (of soul?): the highest meditation I have ever experienced. I saw a place with some water, and there were lots of weird little animals running all over the place, something like big hairy mice. Than I saw a sort of waterfall, but the water was falling down from a perfect straight wall. The image was so clear and perfect.
When I could get out of that condition, I was walking like in my sleep.
I found our guide – a wonderful guy who had studied art and foreign languages in Italy – and ask him if he knew a place with some little hairy animals running around and the water falling down the way I saw it (well, my description was much longer than that, of course).
“It’s easy: you have described Al Fayoum – it’s an oasis”.
“Are you sure?”. I was so surprised.
“Absolutely. Did you see a reportage?”
“Yes, I saw something. Interesting.”
In the evening, we left Abu Simbel and flew to El Cairo. When we reached the hotel there, on the reception desk there were some brochures about touristic destination in Egypt.
I took a look at them and I saw it: the place with the water falling down from a straight wall – Al Fayoum. It was exactly the place I had seen while I was in the temple.
Rossana Curri
P.S. When I came back from the St. Josef’s party in Paris, I felt an urge to read “The Alchemist” once again (I think I read more than a dozen time already). When I came to point when Paulo mentions Al Fayoum, I was quite shocked. I had forgotten about it a long time ago. It’s good it came to my mind right now…
Jessica , Jessica ,
I understand you: we are human, and sometimes too at once(the same time) is tiring (it is necessary to be able to manage, and wonder about the signs not, lets make, set one time of necessary rest; we let us be a woman and we need this time of break)
you lived something beautiful, it is necessary to integrate it to your being.
Although you choose, it will indeed be, and God loves you about is your choice
we are not alone , some …
(sidopaul66@gmail.COM )
There is a game I used to play when I was younger. I’d ask a person to draw a simple picture with the following elements: a house, a tree, a path, a fence, a snake.
The idea behind the game was that the way in which the person drew their drawing told you a lot about their personality.
At first it was just a game, and then I realised that it actually seemed to work! The language of symbols seems to reach right into the unconscious mind and there are certain symbols which come up a lot – I think this particular set is based on ‘The Interpretation of Dreams’ (Karl Jung, hope I have the title right)… I was first told about it by an Irish guy on a ferry who, like me, was just travelling from one place to the next. Interesting, the things that are passed on like this.
Many a times in my life even before i started reading you i have prayed for the signs. reading you was like a reassurance that yes there are people out there who believe in the language of signs. but i guess most of us pray for a signal from God, its like a personal conversation and because God doesn’t speak in a voice, you want him to speak to you in the language of signs.
A number of times whenever in a deleima, i have seeked answers, praying from the bottom of my heart and never been disappointed. He has always responded answering me in his own unique way and ofcourse there has been no doubt in my heart about the source of the answer.
When looking for an answer to any of lifes problems i ususally try to open up a spiritual book, i hold it in my lap,close my eyes and let my hands find their way according to His guidance and no matter how many times i try this the answers lie there. I guess signs are just his way of talking to you.
I opened up Eleven Minutes, and the setting was Switzerland. And there, at the beginning, was the story of Magdalene.
It is known that to look and to see are different things. I think that to see some signs that are brought to us by the life, we have to know how to look, we have to develop our ability of looking to see. This can be made by developing some sides of our soul and heart.
Once I was thinking of design for the new logo of our company. I thought of an creature holding earth on his back with wings. But I was not sure. After the work, I went home, and by the way to home I bought one Surprise Egg with a small toy inside (I do this often). And guess what was in the egg – a creature with wings holding earth on its back! I was shocked. It was a sign, then I suggested this logo to my boss and he acceppted ;-)
Loves.
SefeR
I had many signs in my life. And still do.
I can tell a few, just the ones that come to my mind right now.
When I was thinking about leaving my ex-husband, I was totally confused, for I did not want to hurt him, my family, his family, nor myself. One afternoon I asked God a sign to “show me the right walk”. The next morning I went to court for I wanted to check out if some firms were looking for a lawyer: I desperately needed a job, for lately I had been just working with my ex-husband. It was February 3rd, 2004. When I got out, feeling a bit relieved, I fell down from the stairs that I had walked down a thousand times, and broke one of my legs.
Exactly one month later, on March 3rd, I was jumping on just one leg at home to reach the phone that was ringing, and I fell down and broke and dislocated my right shoulder. They put me on a wheelchair, for there was no other way for me to get along: I was in plaster from my foot to the thigh, and from my neck to my hips.
So, that way, I had plenty of time to think, and I coudl take the right decision. I am not ashamed to say that it was the most special and joyful time of my life, no matter what I was going through. God had shown me my way: I took it like He was taking care of me.
The number 3 had played a big role even some years earlier, when I was desperate because a love story of mine was coming to an end. I used to live by the lake (Iseo Lake in Northern Italy) and I was so full of despair and anguish that could not stay at home on that evening. I went out for a walk along the lake, then at some point I sat down on a bench right in front of the waters. I could only see the lake and the mountains that surround it. I prayed. After some time, I saw a ball of pure light rising at an incredible speed right from the water at the horizon, then it stopped for a couple of seconds and then flew horizontally at the same incredible speed, ending up on the top of a mountain on the right, and then disappeared. I was astonished. And I was even more astonished when I saw that phenomenon happen two more times. I remembered I had been taught that 3 is God’s number (father-son-holy spirit) and felt I was no longer alone. Bearing the pain became easier from that moment on.
In 2003 doctors found a nodule in my breast. They said they needed three days to let me know the result of the test I went through. I was worried and anxious. One night I had a dream: there was a holy Indian man that my ex-husband had told me about, sitting next to me and holding my hand. He said: “Don’t worry for your breast, you will be fine. But you should worry about your liver”. I woke up and told my ex-husband about the dream, and I was laughing because my liver had always worked perfectly. He was serious and told me that the guy never gets into people’s dreams without a reason, and when you dream of him it’s like a miracle happening to you. I laughed even more. I had the result of my test, and it was negative. I had to have an ultrasound scan to my abdomen for other reasons… and they found out my liver was in extremely bad conditions because of some medications I had to take and an hepatitis. They found it out just in time…
Lately I have been wondering what to do with my life, because my job is killing me (and I am serious about it). Then I got Paulo’s invitation to the St. Joseph party one of 20 readers in the whole world. So I had a chance to remember what my path and gift are, and it happened exactly at the right time.
Well, I will tell you more about my signs later on… I have to go back to my terrible job now… But it’s not going to last a long time.
:)
Love from Italy,
Rossana Curri
Often times the signs I am seeking, I do not find. I’m a hunter/gatherer/farmer, often finding myself in the woods, mushroom hunting, wild greens, etc. When I come upon a feather, I stop, am stilled and all around comes clarity, signals to my soul that all is well, all will be well…
To seek is not to find, to discover is sublime- the search for something falls away, the ah-hah! moment centers my very spirit. This I know and am oh-so-thankful for the sight. Also the “golden strand” in some of the ugliest faces, people, places- speaks to me, the beauty midst the chaos causes a remarkable, serene opening to the soul there.
Being true to my self and kind to others (((often kinder than necesarry…))) ignites the most wondrous sparks of signs I would have not ever encountered had I not humbled my self to the barely perceptible stars among us.
Thank you for asking…
Take care-
terry
I see two signs: love and egoism. Egoism is certainly the sign of the times. Our long-term survival as a species depends on learning to read these two signs clearly so as to notice which of them says “Wrong Way…”
Hi Paulo & Freinds !
signs appear to be important in human lives, although paulo has asked us to ‘enumerate our signs’, unruly as i am i will go in a diffrent direction.
Diane DeFruscio says signs are ‘things’ which cannot be ignored, maybe they are not signs but signposts right next to our nose. usually it takes an enhanced human skills of perception, an bility to remain in present ( otherwise signs get missed ), etc etc, on the whole one who notices the signs is someone with enhanced human abilities, morons ( like me ) may not be able to ‘see’ the signs.
why are signs designed like that, to be elusive ?
love
aditya
hi everyone, Paulo
just yesterday when i went down the street to the shop I felt that I’d come across a sign now. for the first time in my life i was sure, and for the first time in my life i was ready because i was alert and concious of the things around me. not too long ago i was just like most people around me, rational, logic, not believing in anything but what we can see with our own eyes…
anyway i walked up the street and in front of me an old lady walked on crutches. when i came up to her level she asked me to help her across the street because she felt dizzy. we had a little chat and she said god must have sent me :) (she was really sweet). anyway that was my sign.
for me it meant many things, especially concerning my professional future. i suppose that’s what it’s about though. you experience something and by realising it’s a sign it becomes one and therefore receives the potential to help you on your way.
maybe i’m just silly. but since we were asked to share our signs i thought i might as well share mine, it was just yesterday after all… :-)
beautiful books; beautifuyl questions…
“an individual alphabet to talk with God”
Signs – yes I agree they are personal/individual and sacred…but are they not also symbols or messages of hope/that bring us hope?!!
So i am happy to talk about one sign that regularly reaches out to me; and I to it..
The background context:
I visited Egypt and the Giza pyramids when 7/8 with my family. I was given a gold key of life necklace by my parents. My father, who loves geology, astrology… pointed out Orions belt to my brother and I (mum listened).
my mummy and i chatted about how the pyramids seemed to be in the same layout as the Orions belt {3 stars on a line, almost}.. and earlier that day when in the tomb of the pyramid i had heard how the pyramids were built to align with the stars… thus seen by the ‘resurrecting’ pharoah via a narrow tunnel / telescope directed to the stars.
It seemed an awesome thing to think of seeing the same stars as people so long ago.. in fact i suppose this impressed upon me my sense of a timeline for my own soul’s journey.
Since the Egypt trip was one of the last time my family travelled abroad – before my parents divorced – the trip embodies great memories, of a time when dreams were all still possible and life/people couldn’t defeat one.
It was also the last piece of jewellery i received from my parents before they divorced.
Ever since, when troubled, I look to the skies and before i can even doubt [my courage, faith, life] the Orions belt is there shining. When i first saw Orions belt lined up against the roof of my house last year – I took this to be a special sign, because that night a roommate i had become friends with was leaving and I had been wondering if, like all the times before, my friends were nothing but superficial in the end. but i had good hope in that friendship because of Orion. 8 or 9 out of 10 times when i need some sign, Orion’s belt is there – before ive even had to search… i know, i know .. a trivial link to make considering the equinoxes, earths planetary trajectory etc.
I also have a key of life symbol on my left palm and i take this as goof fortune: a sign of strength and perserverence.. [though can not refind the symbol in any book].
Hi everybody!
Signs? I think it is common instinct that we ask for signs when we are at a lost or confused by a situation. And at first i cannot think of any, until now there are just bits and pieces in my memory but what stands out is why i asked for a sign. Now, i am not confused and although everything is still uncertain there is some kind of force, a pull to something unknown, different and difficult ~ something i want.
I think when we witness signs and we still have our own interpretation when we encounter one, even if we choose to ignore it. But why did we wished or asked for it.
It’s hope. a prayer. that maybe the universe will help me through this and i am not alone on this silent request, that somebody will hear me. and eventually it will come true.
And i had made the first step. I had ask for a sign.
Cheers to you all from the Philippines!
Olá Paulo,
Sobre isso eu te conto pessoalmente no dia que eu te conhecer,
Abraços grandes e tudo de bom!
Dear Paulo,
Your HP commercial was a sign for me.
;)
I think all kinds of messages are sent to us through the sky, not signs in a prophetic way, just essential [yet primitive?] ideas and thoughts are inspired in us by sunrises, clouds, rains or fog, the stars or the moon. You just have to pay attention. I can’t point out a single moment or day when it “hit” me -it goes on at a much slower calmer rate, but I’ve learned a lot about acceptance, hope and seeing beauty in everything through looking outside my window.
I hope you can sign the book.:)
Love
Dear Paulo,
Signs are unmistakable for me. If we have to question whether or not something is truly a sign, it probably is not. Signs are unrelenting, deeply-felt, and are usually not surprising.
But, we need to be cautious always as to not mistake seeing what we want to see – because it is foremost in our minds – for true signs. I think that we need to remember to follow our hearts quietly and without an analytical eye to truly see.
Love,
Diane
This topic this week, about signs, is a sign itself, for me.
I want to come back to this topic once more, although I will do it a bit later – when I’ve had thought it over.
On one side, I’d like to share my connections with ‘the signs’. Although, on the other side, as ‘Love So Be It’ said, maybe it’s not a very good idea to share it… because maybe it will affect the state for “worse”. Maybe we’ll loose them. It’s a silly thought really, but this has happened to me: when I talk about something in advance, the thing will become useless, or something happens that it won’t turn out how I expected of it, how I saw it coming…
Just some days ago I sent an e-mail to a fellow PCB blogger, mentioning that maybe one day I’d like to share my miracles with Paulo, and now this topic comes up. Although, this would be sharing my miracles with basically the whole world.
Am I greedy for not being ready to do that? Or am I just scared? Am I afraid that the miracles will stop? Possibly all of those reasons. And the dilemma stays on.
I will see what happens later.
I just know I have to follow my heart, because so far, it has not failed me. (Spitting 3 times over my left shoulder).
Love,
Liina L.
Presence of my Guardian Angel:
- soft breaze on the face when there is no wind,
- touch on my hair from branch that is too high ,
- opening shuters the moment to see the first ray of morning sun,
- tiny white feather that floats around me while swimming in solitude,
- diving and surfacing with closed eyes and image of Holy Family printed at the back of my eyes,
- easy step, almost not touching ground like carried on wings when realy overtired
and then the dreams….,
Love
Luce
Hi everyone.
I get signs all the time and the most important ones I have to keep private to myself, but I began to notice them in 1990.
The very first one I noticed was on the 25th July 1990. I went for a walk with my boyfriend and we stopped outside a church. We were infront of the commemoration stone in the wall of the church telling us that the church was built on the 25th July 1878, and we both suddenly realised that the day was also the 25th July.
That is the first sign I remember experiencing in my life.
I had 3 on Friday the 27th March, but they are very personal.
All I will say is that the last one was about the coming of the Age of Aquarius – it told me that this dawn of a new age has arrived.
My only advice is BELIEVE IN YOUR SIGNS, BUT LET THEM HAPPEN – DON’T SPEND TOO MUCH ENERGY LOOKING FOR THEM. THEY WILL HAPPEN IF YOU FOLLOW YOUR HEART.
AND SIGNS ARE SIGNS – FORM NOT ESSENCE. LOOK FOR THE ESSENCE. ITS IN OUR HEARTS AND SOULS.
Karen xxxxxxxxxxxxx
Signs for me are sacred.
But I will say that I have seen signs which the occurrence of the sign can be explained through logic and rationalization,
And also I have witnessed signs which the occurrence of the signs are completely impossible to explain and find the cause through rationalization. At least by today’s standards.
“So why don’t you try to share your signs?”
I don´t know if it is good for us or positive to share our signs. I don´t know until what point we should talk about that. I admit that I have grown a bit scared or alert (I don´t know the word in English) about talking about certain things. Perhaps we should remain silent when the subject is concernig the signs. Some things are only meant to us, I read once. And I also think so.
Sometimes I would like to talk about them with someone I could, but I think I shouldn´t; not even with “someone I could”. That could or would destroy the miracle and the magic.
It´s a Secret. Our Secret between us and the Lord. No-one-else.
Maybe I am wrong in my perceptions. But just in case I am right, I prefer to be Silent.
In every your book as on me in ciphers what that signs. And reading them try to find characters and that they can mean.
It would be too boring to enumerate the signs, I have to try to make a summary of my spiritual lived in the book which I sent you by e-mail, Paulo.
A small outline: Rainbow interlaced on the mountain one day of full sun juiilet on 2006, 2.
The caress of an angel on my face to calm my big suffer (2004 ).
A white cross in the sky in a place of prayers and connection with the sky.
2 angels and their presence frequents.
A young eagle and a message for the humanity (apostle St jeans).
One day I shall publish the book = my history(story) does not belong to me, it belongs to all (just the time and the opportunityto find a publisher(editor): Paulo, an email to guide me: I need you. It is the moment I think, Easter) And God’s message is so important for the humanity.
Just retain:
” That your road of life is a road of love, wherever whom you are ”
With all my love, and by His love
Sido
2 brilliant angels came to look for me.
Towards the mountain I was led(driven).
As to Moses Dieu spoke to me, and asked me to go towards the people.
I received God’s messages; of the apostle St jeans.
I lived ” magic “, mystic moments on St’s road jacques.
I feel the presence of the angels and the guardian angels with some.
I feelthe energy of the love: Agapé in hisits purity
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