All of my life, I’ve never had a hard time making a friend, finding a job, or locating a parking space.
That is my expectation.
What you focus on, you find.
For years, I’ve been in the habit of being mindful and noticing things.
One thing I see no matter where I happen to be, is hearts.
The hearts I see are signs from God or the universe. I believe this.
When I see a heart, it reminds me to be grateful.
Or to flip a negative story I might be in the middle of telling myself.
Sometimes seeing a heart prompts me to connect with and encourage someone who might need a virtual hug.
A heart-sighting not only makes me smile, but it stops me in my tracks. I give thanks to heaven and earth for safely guiding my journey.
I know that even when I am by myself, I am never alone.
You cannot be surrounded by hearts and see hate.
Or fear.
Or despair.
Or hopelessness.
I see hope.
Possibility.
I feel cared for.
Included.
Safe.
In general, a heart-sighting makes me just plain happy.
And you’re not going to believe this, but I just looked at the empty chair I’ve been sitting next to as I write this blog at a coffee shop, and guess what I see?
Yup, a heart.
Surrounded by love, everywhere I look.
