"What we call chance is and can only be the unknown cause of an unknown effect. "
-Voltaire
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The problem here is to conclude whether there are coincidences or rather a cause and effect of life.
A coincidence, which would be a product of chance, or a response to a requested signal, or consequences of our actions, thoughts and words.
I will tell you about the strangest coincidence I had in my life, which was witnessed by my mother and when she witnessed it, she was so surprised that she could not believe it.
It happened in January 2020, I was working in a fruit shop at that time, from Monday to Monday, but I was very happy, I had part of my afternoons free.
Many things had happened to me before, things that disoriented me as to whether the path I had taken, by inspiration, guided by my intuition, was right, whether I had done the right thing.
Why was I asking myself this question? I had decided to leave my country, to leave everything, but everything. And the road up to that moment had been very hard. I felt lost, I needed a sign to guide me, as I had received one so many times before. This time I needed it more than ever.
I was so lost...
So one night, I just asked the source, the universe, my double, god, according to belief, for a sign, but I asked for it with a lot of feeling, in a state of total surrender.
The exact words were: Tell me if I am on the right path.
And I just threw that request out into the universe and forgot about it. It's the right way to connect with the source.
A few days went by, and on the 6th of January, there was a Three Kings Day parade and there is a lot of celebration here, so I went with my mother to see the floats, it's pure art and I love it.
There were a lot of people everywhere, besides the locals, a lot of tourists.
The show was beautiful, colours, glitter, music and above all those works of art, those wonderful floats. I was very happy to have seen it all, the first time I had been to something like that and so was my mother.
I started my way back, it was already dark when I turned a very central corner, where there are numerous businesses, I remember just there is a very renowned bakery in the city and in front of a water fountain, which is the centre of a roundabout, the unexpected happened to me.
Just around the corner, brightly lit by the way, with lots of people around me, I see an old woman, whom I didn't know, with her white hair, very white, on the arm of a younger woman.
The old woman lets go of the young woman's arm, walks towards me, her hands grasp my arms tightly, she looks me in the eyes and says: You are on the right path.
An icy chill ran through my body. It couldn't be, it couldn't be coincidence or could it?
The woman had gone into a trance to give me a message, I thought. But the message was clear, too clear, I had never had such an answer to a request I had made before.
Coincidence or not, it was the answer to my request. The woman looked at me differently after speaking, let me go and went on her way.
My mother looked at me, because she didn't understand anything, that had been crazy. I told her about my request, about the sign I asked for.
What do you think it was a coincidence? The strangest and craziest coincidence in the world or was it an answer? Where do you think it came from?
What do you say: do you believe in coincidences and coincidences?
After a lot of living and experiencing things like this in life, I knew that there is a reason for them, they are due to something and the question is to find out why or what they happen for.
The firmness with which he grabbed me by the arms and his gaze fixed on mine, made my soul tremble and today, remembering it, tears of emotion inevitably fall.
It was the most powerful message I have ever had in my life, I have had many, but this one could not have been more direct.
Immensely grateful to the community and to Galen, because they give me the opportunity to tell my experiences, something crazy and strange, but that otherwise I would not have written them.
Greetings to all of you and see you next time.
Amonet.
All photographs are my own.