My step-mom sent me a book called Signs. It’s written by  Laura Lynne Jackson, who talks in the book about her psychic abilities and messages we all receive from the beyond.
I have to be honest here. I tend to be a skeptic about these type of things. I put the book down and thought … this can’t be true. I thought this in spite of the many signs I’ve seen throughout my life.
An example was when my grandma told me she would send me shooting stars when she died and the night she died as I drove up to my home town, I saw hundreds of shooting stars. I’d never before, nor have I since, seen so many shooting stars. She also said she would come back as a hummingbird and since then I’ve had many hummingbirds fly into my house. On one occasion, on my birthday and when my mom was visiting, a hummingbird came to visit. I was able to pick up the hummingbird and hold it in my hands. When I went outside and set it on the deck and closed the door, it then tried to get back into the house. There have been many more remarkable interactions with hummingbirds since she passed.
Another time, I was driving home just on a regular day and all of a sudden I had what you might call a 4th-dimension experience. I realized, deep within that I was connected with everything and everything was also part of me. It was so powerful and difficult to describe. I cried with joy and then I laughed so hard because it was the biggest funniest joke ever that that thing I had been searching for so long was always right here with me. It’s with you, too.
Regardless, the skeptic in me sometimes wonders if these type of experiences are coincidental or chemical. I wrack my mind with explanations for the unexplainable.This was the attitude that I took when reading Signs.
Still, there is magic in suspension of disbelief. This is the magic of faith. Seek and ye shall find. Knock and the door shall open. So, I cracked the door open just enough to be able to see. When I turned down my brain, and connected to an open heart and receptive body and mind, things start to flow in ways that my rational brain will likely never be able to understand. And that’s ok. Messages came in the 12-step meetings I attended, in conversations with friends and family, in the yoga classes I took.
This is the lesson I will likely need to learn again and again in this life. Sometimes, my thinking mind is not my friend. Sometimes the best thing I can do is to stop trying to control the outcome, make myself more receptive to messages, and do the next right thing.
Isn’t this the message in yoga as well? We flow, we reconnect, we breathe, we tune down the outside world so we can tune in to the truth of who we are. This allows us to better understand why we are here and how we can use our gifts to uplift the world. And so it is.
May your practice, your open heart and mind, and your faith guide you today. May you find that in-dwelling spirit that is in you and in every molecule of the universe. .

Namaste