I used to wait for a sign, she said, before I did anything. Then one night I had a dream & an angel in black tights came to me & said, you can start any time now, & then I asked is this a sign? & the angel started laughing & I woke up. Now, I think the whole world is filled with signs, but if there's no laughter, I know they're not for me.
I always waited for signs growing up. Everything and anything was a sign of what I should do, where I should go. And everyone who knew me mocked it.
This reminds me to keep looking for signs, but the right ones, my signs. If a sign doesn't contain a smile, it's not for me.
26 March 2009
alon:
I saw this print from across the store several years ago -- it now resides on the wall of my bedroom. Sometimes I forget it is there, and then something happens to remind me to get grounded in the truth of the need for laughter in signs.
10 January 2009
Michelle Contreras:
I was at a transition period in my life about thirteen years ago. (Not the last of these!) My mother and I took a trip to Calistoga to help me clear my head. We walked into a gallery and my eyes were immediately drawn to this lovely print. This is the advice I use when choosing employment, housing, boyfriends!
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