30.4.07

Aura Forecast

I stopped by Target to pick up a few cleaning supplies. I was deeply immersed in my music and lost in the numerous options of dishwashing soap. I heard a distant, "Excuse me, excuse me". I turned to the right and saw a pregnant lady with long brown hair, wearing a beige poncho-type shirt. I think it was organic cotton. A smaller lady was standing behind her with the cart. I moved over to get out of her way. "Excuse me," she repeated. I took out one of my earphones.

Lady: Sweetie, your aura is amazing.
Me: Thank you?
Lady: I see a lot of good things for you.
Me: Oh... okay.
Lady: Many good things will come to you. I see love entering your life very soon.
Me: Oh.
Lady: Let me read for you.
Me: Huh? Oh, no thank you.
Lady: I usually charge 125 dollars, but I'll charge you 25.
(I looked back at the lady with the cart. I was so confused. The lady with the cart just smiled.)
Me: Oh, no thank you.

I saw the two ladies in the baby section later on.

As I drove home, I thought about how silly it is for people to pay for some other person to tell them about their future. Then I thought, even if someone offered to foretell my future for free, I don't think I would want to know.

I usually don't feel that I've really changed at all since I was a kid. I definitely have looked the same since I was five. But, if there's one change I've recently noticed, it's that I'm not so stuck on plans on anymore. I'm not sure whether this comes from me giving up on trying to devise any type of practical plan for my future or if it comes from me letting go and trusting God. Anywho, I haven't had a planner for over a year. I used to not be able to function without a planner. I still have a little notebook to keep track of to-do's and important events (because of my terrible memory), but it's nice to not feel restricted by a calendar.

It's liberating, frightening and wonderful to not know. I'm learning to embrace today and feel comfortable in the unknown, uncomfortable and awkward.

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India again: I received a random email (to my work email) from a pastor in India asking me to come to India, pray for him and support his ministry in an orphanage in India. I think it's a mass email, but I don't know who he is or how he got my email address. Is this a sign?

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