Signs, signs, everywhere there's signs...

It's funny the way the human brain works.

We twist and pull and stretch all manner of thoughts in our craniums. Some us might even be accused of doing this kind of activity excessively -- examining each piece of of information, idea or concept to the point where it is hardly recognizable.

Yet at other times, the brain is far more subtle. Having reached a suitable course of action, it may sometimes avoid direct missives.

It's a brain, after all. Sometimes it likes to be clever.

And when our silly little brains start getting clever, we start reading signs. We notice things are placed in our path in a way that seems like a message. A directive from the fates. Other times, we find ourselves drawn to certain things that may subconsciously reinforce this decision.

Yet we remain blissfully (and sometimes consciously) ignorant.

"Why am I seeing all of these things?" we wonder. "Clearly something is at work. Someone -- or something -- is trying to tell me something."

All the while, our little brains smother a giggle, and feign innocence when you dare to ask it a direct question.

That said...

Even knowing this, it's still a little freaky when the same message keeps cropping up, time and time again.

Life an authentic life. Let the creativity come from a real place. Don't be afraid of vulnerability. Just be true to it.

Hippie hogwash, I say.

But only under my breath.