My youngest daughter asks the universe for butterflies as confirmation she's in alignment with her life's plan. (She's very connected.)
She recently returned from California and told me she'd seen butterflies everywhere.
Late last week as we were driving home from running errands, she pointed a butterfly on a car bumper in front of us. Huh!?!
I was thinking only about live butterflies at the time, and felt suddenly sad to be stuck in the dark days of the typical mid-western winter, which made finding rainbows (a sign my sisters are around) extremely rare.
I told my daughter I felt disconnected and lonely lately, and I hadn't seen any sign of rainbows in awhile.
Her immediate response was (of course), "Mom! Why don't you ask for them?" (duh.) So, I did.
Within the next several days I saw three rainbow emojis.
A few showed up in Facebook comments, one of which had two in the same post (one from each sister), one was heart shaped with two hands reaching up to the sky just like my book cover, and the last one was in a pic my friend took next to the Golden Gate Bridge. (She wasn't even going to show me the picture, because she feared it would upset me. I did cry when I saw it, but for an entirely different reason.)
Every one of these signs came from someone dear to me; someone who's somehow supported my suicide loss journey.
NONE of this was coincidental, and it all reminds me that we're inextricably connected whether we're aware of it or not.
So, if you're mourning today, I encourage you to ask for a sign from your loved one and, as you wait for it, keep in mind it might not show up in ways you automatically expect.
There are no limitations. Not really.
Keep an open mind and see what happens.
I'm lucky... I have a daily reminder (my daughter) that limitations are lies of the mind. (Hence my business name, No Parameters).
She reminds me to keep asking and looking and, almost every day, I see how these little "miracles" naturally appear in her daily life, just because she's open to them.
So, try to remain open, my friends, even when it hurts like hell and your mind tries to tell you miracles aren't real.
You just never know what today might bring.
R Jade McAuliffe-
Author, coach, and poet; believer in things unseen.
"Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o'er wrought heart and bids it break."