When my first client of the day arrived at my front door he walked down the hallway, and before entering my apartment, immediately took off his shoes. After crossing over the threshold, he let out a sigh and said, “Hoo Boy! These are interesting times!”
I doubted he was only referring to his personal worries. He had global issues in mind as well. Are those any less important? I replied, “We're all grappling with these times of flux.”
As I poured him a tea, I made a mental note to keep my eye on how he was coping.
Strange, depressing memes have darkened our skies of late. In times of change, I look for a synchronicity to comfort me.
Synchronicities offer inspirational wisdom brought about by psychic association.
Recently, the Universe sent me a synchronicity involving an adage. Adages are brilliant bits of wisdom. But they're common, so it’s easy to overlook them. For an adage to be meaningful it has to resonate with you in such a way that you notice it as specially relevant.
This particular adage turned out to be a Zen Buddhist teaching. Initially, it popped to mind as something I could express to my client as a way of providing him with a sense of perspective in his endeavors. So I shared it.
That teaching would turn out to also hold a lot of significance for me that day. I'd naïvely stumbled into the secret world of the Symbolic Realm, where configuring what's going on requires paying attention, and noticing patterns in hindsight.
Anyway, the Zen saying goes, “Before enlightenment, chop wood, and carry water. After enlightenment, chop wood, and carry water.” In other words, 'Finding enlightenment is in the journey rather than the destination.'
When the session was over, I ran some errands. For one, I had to donate some items to Housing Works, a thrift store in my neighborhood. On my way out of the shop, I noticed a book laid out on the counter titled, “Chop Wood, Carry Water.”
'Hmm... what a coincidence...'
Psychic messages whisper into your inner ear. Lately, I've been grappling with some goals I've laid out for myself. Seeing that message spurred me to assess my approach to the efforts required to achieve them.
I returned home to work on a book project. I like to write with music in the background. Generally I keep the material non-lyrical. But I decided to play Boy George’s ‘Martyr Mantras’. One of his lyrics stood out to me: “Keep Your Feet On the Ground.”
Song lyrics make great adages.
Keeping my feet on the ground means committing daily time to a physical activity that takes me to a personal, reflective space. Physical, repetitive-motion is a great way to stay mentally centered. Activity helps you work out life’s issues. Something about getting the body moving calms and prepares the mind.
To ‘keep my feet on the ground’, I cook, clean, garden, walk, or work out on a rowing machine.
In a moment of frustration with my writing, I took a break, deciding to rake up the last of autumn’s leaves in our garden. It was a job that had to be done—like chopping wood and carrying water.
In November, I wondered if the leaves would ever stop falling into our yard. By mid-December I'd hauled out six garbage bags of them. (Yes, we have trees in Manhattan!)
As I raked, I repeated to myself, “I love you Ginko. I love you Maple.” And I meant it. I wasn’t complaining about the trees last summer when their canopy provided shade to me and my friends while we sipped wine and noshed on olives.
There was some drudgery to the work, but as I raked, I realized that those trees give me this whole other gift—a nourishing physical chore.
The day in question was crisp, clear and still. When I finished, I held the rake for a moment to survey my work. I’d just commented to myself on how clear the sky was, when a pristine white feather fell right before my feet. It came down straight and definitively, like it carried weight.
I took it as an auger of snow (which came soon enough). But that feather also meant something more significant to me.
A falling feather is a sign that an angel is around. That white piece of heaven dropping as it did, felt to me like the Universe confirming everything I was feeling that moment. My emotional self replied, “Alright, I can carry on now.”
Before sitting back down to write, I went into the kitchen for a glass of water. Nothing came out of the faucet.
Hearing a commotion in the hallway, I opened my front door. My neighbors were gathered looking out at the street with concern. Outside, a crew of utility workers was active in the trenches, fixing the water main. One of them cried, "It might be a few hours before we're finished!”
I assessed our water needs and thought: 'Uh oh...what if we can't brush our teeth tonight? I should get a jug of water.'
So I walked to the corner market for a jug of water.
On the way, I was shocked by the drop in the outside temperature. Within an hour it would be below 30 degrees Fahrenheit. I noticed that Mani’s Market was displaying bundles of wood conveniently wrapped with handles. 'Hmm...We do have a fireplace...It seems like a good night for a fire to me...'
A few minutes later, I found myself walking home—wood in one hand, water in the other.
That errand was a joy.
Look out to experience a meaningful synchronicity. All you have to do is ask the Universe for it, then observe. It might come in the form of an adage, or a song, or a feather falling at your feet. But it will come.
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This true psychic story illustrates how symbolic ideas mirror life. I hope it helps you uncover how a coincidence or dream can illuminate your path.
A woman consulted me about a career issue recently. Since she was out of town, we conducted the session by phone. Considering the distance, I offered my vision for her in the form of an emailed photo.
For an hour, we each sat at our respective computers viewing the image together. It featured a cat sitting next to a dog.
Symbolic pictures offer amazingly clear messages. If you look, they can be psychic!
For example, click below to see a photo of cardboard fruit on my mantle. It says:
Fruitfulness, Abundance, Creative Display, A Representational Copy, Summertime, Diversity, Nutrition and, A Complementary Arrangement—among many other things.
One day, I noticed all my clients were actors. One of them posited an explanation: "It's Monday. Broadway goes dark. It's our day off."
I suppose that makes sense. Still, why is it that in less than two weeks, I read for Alex, Alexa, Alexandra, Alexis, Lexi, and Alejandro? Within just a few days I meet Derek, Derrick, and Derick, Ann, Annabelle and Anne. Not all in a row, but still... And once I've noticed all that, Meghna, Megen and Meghan visit me!
In the course of one afternoon, all my clients are concerned with the same topic. It could be a school exam, being jilted by a lover, getting pregnant. Doesn't matter. But my mind wonders why the Universe delivers themes to me this way.
Sometime last June I sat down to read for a bright young woman I’ll call J. In her session, she asked her departed father for a sign of reassurance that he was watching over her. A few days later, J’s dad delivered on her request—and in mind-blowing fashion!
Read on to see how it all came to pass.
I woke up last Sunday having dreamt a nightmare. I was lying on the beach with a friend. When I lifted my head from the sand and glanced toward the ocean, I was startled by a skyscraper-sized wall of water, ready to crash down upon us.
You’ve probably had one of those dreams where you’re being chased? I like to imagine that my mind contains a a psychological pressure valve; that fearful dreams like these are a release of pent up anxiety.
A client wrote to me:
“Hello Derek, I had a reading with you a year ago and wanted to provide you with feedback. Nothing from the reading has materialized, thus I’m hoping that maybe this year the events predicted will happen.”
I appreciate your feedback, and interest in following your reading...
A client writes,
I was wondering if there is a significance of having a dream and then a month or even years later having that same exact scenario play out in real life. Have your other clients reported having this phenomenon?
Did you know that by doodling you could foresee aspects of your future? I’ll show you how— through three samples below.
Doodling, while I read for my clients, keeps me engaged with my imagination. And I’ve found it helps uncover remarkable psychic insights.
Here’s a photo of a doodle I did that looks like hieroglyphics, symbols of an ancient mysterious language; just like the language of the psyche!
T'was a great time, K. B. Thank you for sharing your gift— your curiosity:
by Derek Calibre
The anecdotes we share from our psychic experiences seem to proffer themselves as modern allegories.