Directional Synchronicity: Delayed for a reason Part II

I'm beginning to think that all this traveling I've been doing has been stirring things up in the universe. For the second time in six months, a flight delay has led to a very interesting conversation with (coincidentally) men named Thomas. THIS time, I had two flights that were cancelled and it happened to be my seat mate on my third flight. I'm not sure how the subject came up, but he started talking about Trancendental Meditation. I find this quite odd, because while on the internet it's easy to find like-minded people...it's not so easy in real life. To end up sitting next to someone who has such similar interests...well it's quite a synchronicity. I feel that I was meant to hear what Thomas had to say about TM. I've known for some time that I need to start meditating...to relieve the stress if nothing else... and this was the universe's way of nudging me along.

In case you're curious, my first encounter with another Thomas was here: http://followthesigns.blogspot.com/2006/10/directional-synchronicity-delayed-for.html
The fact that both men were named Thomas...well that's just the icing on the cake...

Coincidence: Ooops!

This happened a week ago but I've not had the chance to blog. Twice in a three day time period, I walked in on someone in the bathroom. One time was at a party and one time at a restaurant. Don't men ever lock the doors? Then not 2 days later, a friend told me that someone had walked in on her. Weird, weird, weird.

Finding like-minded people

Library thing at http://www.librarything.com/ is my new favorite website. You can enter in the books that you read and find others with similar interests. You can also get recommendations for books you probably haven't read. There's so much more to it - if you like to read, check it out. (no pun intended)

Coincidence: Parlor Rooms

Twice in the past week I've heard people talk about how parlor rooms used to be used for laying out the dead. Eventually these rooms were converted to what we now know as living rooms. Weird.

An epiphany - I'm an empath

Soooo... my friends make fun of me because they think that I'm a wanna-be psychic. Ok - so it's true - I do have a fascination with psychics, but mostly because I think it would be a challenging way to go. You have so much more knowledge of the world out there, but you can't control what you know. Recently I had a psychic party at my house where a psychic named Marc came in and did readings for my friends. I LOVE Marc because he's so wise... I mean he's accurate too...but he's also just a pleasure to talk with.

Anyways...after everyone left, we started talking about his business and how challenging it is to market psychic services. I got the sense that psychics don't usually have other people interested in them - I offered to give him some marketing tips (I have a background in marketing) and he said he was interested.

Flash forward to today and I was chatting with another friend about my helping Marc with his marketing. We were talking about psychic ability and that Marc had told me at one time that I was telepathic. My friend said, "Are you?" and I said - no... I'm just really good at reading feelings. I can notice minute changes in people's faces and I can tell when they're upset but they're hiding it. He said it was a talent and I said it wasn't because most of the time I notice it before people know it about themselves.

I ended up talking to Marc the psychic for an hour and at the end he thanked me and told me that I was helpful. He pointed out to me that I had coached a life coach. Which is pretty funny. So I don't know how this popped in my head because it didn't come from Marc (or maybe he put it in my head) but the word empath came to me.

I just googled it and the first website that I came across had a wonderful description. And low and behold... I 've been 'psychic' all along. I can't read people's thoughts and I can't see into the future or dead people, but this website describes me to a T. It's like everything suddenly makes sense. I've always known that I was overly sensitive to others - which is why I can't even go to sad movies - I've got extreme taste buds...and i just thought I was a freak. Well, I still may be, but now there is a name for people like me (besides freak...). Anyways... interesting website:
http://mysilentecho.com/

Let me know what you think...