Give me a sign.
Have you ever had a conversation with yourself, asking God or the Universe or the Flying Spaghetti Monster to give you a sign? Come on, don’t lie to me, you know you have.
“I trust my intuition but just give me a sign.”
Like when you’ve decided you need to go on a diet to lose 15 pounds. The same diet you need to go on every 3-4 months, yeah that one. You tell yourself that you’ll be good all day. Then as you’re driving your tummy starts to rumble.
“I’m going to be good, all day.”
Rumble, rumble.
Well, if I’m supposed to eat there will be a parking space right in front of the sandwich shop.
And you drive around again just to be sure.
Or you wait until you get home and you go to the pantry and stand there — waiting for something good to jump on the shelf that wasn’t there 5 minutes ago. Every time you open the door, your standards are one level lower. This morning you couldn’t find anything in there worth eating. Now a teaspoon full of peanut butter doesn’t sound too bad. Or 8 stale chocolate bits.
It’s the same with dating. You go to a social gathering and you mumble under your breath as you walk in, “Give me a sign if the right one is there. I don’t want to choose a jerk AGAIN.” You join a dating site and upload a photo and create your profile.
“Give me a sign. The first man that replies to my ad - make HIM the one.”
Why is it we can’t trust our intuition to be telling us what’s right without some sort of sign?
From now on I’m going to do my best to sit quietly and let the urges pass and listen to the little voice inside me. I’ll pretend it’s a sign.
I love that Flying Spaghetti Monster!!
I always wondered what the Hell people were Believing in now i know!!
;PPP
I’m takin’ this as a Sign from the Heavens Flirty that I will WIN the Lottery tomorrow Night! GET LUCKY this week!!!!
LOL!!!
That sounded very familiar. Looking for signs, I think, is our way to shake off responsibility and blame the almighty if something was to go wrong!
For me, it’s always a good sign when I meet a new person that I don’t get tongue tied. And there’s no awkwardness. I usually thing that’s a good start for me.
Sign, signs, everywhere are signs…