Sync Winks and Faery Portals

I happened upon this post again last night, and I had to giggle. The faery portal door I fell into in our Goshen house, the one that reminded me of sitting by the fire with David as we grow old, now happens to stand right next to our fireplace. This post was from April 2016, before we had any idea where we’d move or when. I’m reposting it today as things continue to unfold here in beautiful, synchronous ways.

So often, we don’t know the exact way or precisely how, but dreams, “accidents,” synchronicities and visions wink, wink, nudge, nudge us in the right direction. Keep the faith! There IS a beautifully intricate plan somewhere, somehow, even if you can’t see it for yourself in each and every moment.

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I’ve been having one of those days already, and it’s just 7:22 a.m.! Due to a combination of yesterday’s late afternoon chocolate, a hot upstairs, new fan and the sudden absence of our heavy comforter, I had trouble falling asleep last night. My intuition was screaming at me to use that excuse to read the Kindle version of Sharon Blackie’s “If Women Rose Rooted,” since I had downloaded it in Pennsylvania but not had a chance yet to begin reading it. My Kindle sat on the floor next to the bed taunting me all night, but for some reason, I refused to give up on sleep and read.

At one point, after about my fifth bathroom break, fan fiddle, and prowl around the upstairs, I decided to go downstairs, still sans Kindle, and turn the full house fan on with just a few minutes of AC. We have super steep…

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