The Universe is Awesome

Picture this: I’m lying on the couch, about to start a movie, when dad says he has to go to the pharmacy. I ask if he can drop me off at the bookstore. He says yes. We depart.

I’m browsing the metaphysics section in Borders, cradling “Power vs. Force,” “Evolve Your Brain,” and “Tuesdays with Morrie” in one arm, when a brown haired lady (about 5′5”, late 30s/early 40s) enters the aisle behind me. “Am I in your way?” I ask. She says “no” and shakes her head, smiling. “Damn,” I joke. She asks how long I’ve been “into this stuff” (metaphysics) and we get into a little conversation. She says she’s been psychic her whole life and has been studying metaphysics for 10 years, and starts recommending books for me. I suggest out loud, perhaps I should credit our meeting to synchronicity. I’m really not sure what to do or how to act, but I can tell I can learn a lot from her.

And now I will write in past-tense.

Knowing I could learn a lot and being unsure what I could give in return made my ego feel as if I was being greedy, but I went with the flow. We ended up sitting next to each other reading, and singing along quietly to the Elvis cd that was playing in the atmosphere. I hadn’t listened to Elvis in a long time, but she knew all the songs.

As we talked, I realized she was very comfortable looking into my eyes for long periods of time. My ego was uncomfortable with this and forced me to look away now and then, but after having talked to her for a while, asked her questions, and listened to what she said, I realized that I must return her gaze. My brain didn’t—couldn’t—know why I should keep gazing into her eyes, but she reassured me that perhaps it’s not something that needs to be figured out, but felt.

Most of the things she told me sounded incredibly “out there,” to the extent that mere weeks ago I would have decided at some point that she was crazy, and I would have only kept listening to her out of politeness. Somehow, everything she said, in her apparent craziness, resonated with me at a deep level. My brain said, click here while my gut said, “Ahh, so nice to finally hear the truth.”

Here are a few of the things I learned:

1. We are all spiritual beings, having human experiences.
2. We each have lived hundreds of lives.
3. She and I knew each other in a past life. How—I’m not sure yet, but my intuition tells me we were close. And I trust my intuition.
4. Her son and I were born on exactly the same day. Same day, same year.
5. From now on, everyone I meet will be someone I knew in a past life.

She and I had a snack at the cafe and continued to talk. Her son (21 I think) joined us, and seemed uncomfortable. Two’s company, three’s a crowd, right? The funny thing is, I felt as though her son was the third wheel, instead of me. I have her email and phone number, and she has mine. I have questions. I wonder what will transpire…

The universe is awesome.

* On a separate note, I felt a vibe from this book by Deepak Chopra, so I bought it. Maybe I’ll be posting about it soon.