Shattering "Signs" that Pop up in Your World.

Pay attention to the world around you. If you listen carefully, you can hear the universe talking to you. I started paying hyper attention to my world about a year ago. I met a new friend who seemed to open up a magical effect in my life. The kind of magical effect where everything seemed to be falling into place. Sometimes I think that may be why I met this person. Why I was drawn to strike up a conversation with them, and why we seemed to instantly know one another. As a result of that first encounter I now have "signs" that pop up in my life that literally let me know I'm on the right path. Doing what I'm supposed to be doing, living how I'm supposed to live.

As we've entered into 2011, I've been hyper aware of the signs, as well as the simple fact that this world as we know it is changing. If you follow anyone in the "energetic" or "metaphysical" world, you too have probably heard that the world as we know it is changing. That we're emerging in a higher consciousness. Energy is shifting and changing at lightening speed. For me, lately, the signs have come from some unusual or unexpected sources. Screaming at me from billboards all around town are things like "BELIEVE: Trust your Instincts" and "Stay Extraordinary".

The fun things about billboards and messages the universe likes to share, that I've noticed, is that there's always an irony or a moment where I stop and say, Really? That's an ad for that?!

Take the Believe: Trust your Instincts campaign. Which is actually an advertisement for . . .

yup. Vodka. Belvedere Vodka.

The magic comes from being able to absorb the signs, understand the message and roll with it, without going into judgment about the vehicle the universe is using. Its definitely much more fun!

Diet Coke.

I'm not saying that its unusual that ad campaigns are playing on my emotions, or shocking me with witty slogans, but I have just noticed lately that a lot of what is floating around in the collective conscious is making it into our world through many different vehicles.

I'm still learning how to read and interpret the signs in my world. It's been so much fun. How can I begrudge a message as simple as Stay Extraordinary. First of all, thank you, Diet Coke for acknowledging how awesome I am, and 2nd for providing a smile in my day!

Don't worry, signs aren't limited to advertisements. You can get them in songs that play over and over again in a single day. If you hear a song multiple times in one day I highly recommend checking out the lyrics or connecting what it is you're supposed to learn that day from THAT song.

The streets of Los Angeles are dotted with billboards for the movie, The Adjustment Bureau, lately and I can't wait to see it. I also noticed the other day that one of their ads resonated with me in a huge way. It's practically the only ad I see for the movie now, and for me, it seems to be a simple recipe for manifesting and creating my world.

Desire. Obtain. Cherish.

Fate or Free Will?

Listening to the universe is not a science that anyone can trace, or anyone can prove. The simple act of believing is all that is takes. . .Like my good friends at Belvedere Vodka like to remind me from time to time.

Believe. Trust Your Instincts.

Your gut will never let you down. If you think you're right. You're right.

Get out there. Listen to those signs and have fun fighting for your fate.

~The Universe's Sense of Humor Shatters My World~

The title of this blog sounds very dramatic! I would like to let you know off the bat that its really not that bad. So, don't click away just yet, thinking, "Ohh great. That Elizabeth girl is going to ruin my day with her World Shattering Story." The fact of the matter is, yes, this year has begun with a bang! If you read my last blog, you know that my family lost a very loved family member on day 1 of 2011. We started on that low note, then while at the funeral I got a callback for a commercial and whisked back to Los Angeles, where I was quickly put on AVAIL (in the commercial world this means you've pretty much booked the job) BUT, then I didn't. . .In the days after that I moved into a new house in a fabulous neighborhood (which you will second guess the fact that its nice in two seconds) and then a week later my car was stolen.

Yup. You heard me right. Stolen. Right out in front of my new house, in the awesome neighborhood I live in now!  (second guessing already?) It was broad daylight, between the hours of 1 and 3, and I was home, my roommate was home, we were just in our rooms, busy, doing stuff. Wait, wait, wait, the funny part is coming.

I was getting a few things out of the trunk of my car that day, closed the trunk and oops, left the keys in the trunk of the car. Not actually IN the trunk of the car,  but in the trunk lock, just hanging there. Some lucky person walked by and thought, "HEY! A CAR!!! Wow. Thanks Universe!" Took the key out and drove away.

The most interesting part of this whole ordeal for me, has been my reaction to it. I have remained very calm during this whole situation and I'm a little bummed by all the ensuing paperwork, but not really that upset. Most of the people I have spoken to about it are pretty shocked. They expect me to be angry and really upset about it. It IS a violation, for sure. It FEELS a little bit weird. On the other hand, It IS just a car. I do have full coverage, and it is 8 years old.

If you manifest your life by the thoughts that you think, did I manage to manifest this? I was thinking that the car was a little bit old, starting to get a little dinged up, and could use a good wax. Was that simple passing of a thought enough to get my car stolen?

There are a few strange, odd, or interesting things that I have recalled since my car was stolen that lead me to believe that there is a higher power at work here, with their divine grand theft auto intervention.

1. I have been carrying around every dance shoe I own, tap, clog, ballet, jazz, in a bag in the trunk of my car for about 4 years. 3 weeks ago, I took that bag out of the trunk and my dance shoes are safe in my closet.

2. There are a set of keys that I keep in the car. On this key ring are my friend's house keys and my mailbox key. The day my car got stolen I took those keys into the house with me.

3. I cleaned the car out like a crazy person about a month ago. I even vacuumed it like I thought someone would be living in it, (OHHH hey, maybe someone is!)

4. I remember looking at my car in the month of December and thinking, I should memorize my license plate, that's an important piece of information to know. I memorized it. 5COD572 (I've had the car for 8 YEARS!) and JUST memorized it.

5. The last time I got out of the car, I remember looking at the passenger seat and thinking, I should take that coat inside with me.

I did not take the coat inside with me and that is one of the things that was in the car that I really wish I could get back. It was this really lovely blue, vintage coat that I got up in northern California on a random stop into an antique shop. It wasn't very expensive, but it was super cute. R.I.P. There's probably a really fabulously dressed car thief out there somewhere.

All in all, it could have been worse. My wallet was not in the car, my phone was not in the car, my ipod was not in the car. Essentially nothing of value, besides the ACTUAL car was left in it. Ohh wait, I speak too soon. . . A VHS copy of Romeo and Juliet was in the car. Yes! The Leonardo Di Caprio/ Claire Danes version. So sad.

I guess the universe was helping me out?! Who knows, perhaps it was a strange coincidence? A silly mistake? All I know is that I think 2011 is going to continue to be one heck of a ride. Strap your seatbelts on and double check that you have your keys after getting anything out of the trunk!

Ohhh, and car thief, whomever you are, here's a little bummer for YOU. I never took my car in for that Safety recall  involving the ignition. Ohhh, AND my restraint system light has been on for a LONG time. I think it needs a new seat belt tensioner. Good Luck to you sirs.

For now I will just putt around in my trusty ole' rental car, A Chevy Malibu, which gets HORRIBLE gas mileage by the by, and wait for those lovely Progressive people to get back to me on what happens next. I must say, Flo and her team are nothing but lovely, supportive and they all seem to be devastated by my loss!


Laughing with the Universe,
Elizabeth