These experiences happen to me every so often, like when I was at Jivamukti Yoga some years ago, sitting cross-legged and waiting with some 20-30 others for a class to begin. I became aware of two persons behind me and heard their exact conversation in my head about a minute before they actually spoke it.

50 something woman: “I saw you here last week. Do you usually come to the 6 pm class?”

Late 20s hunk: “When it’s convenient.”

50 something woman: “I come here every day.”

Late 20s hunk: “Cool.”

50 something woman: “My name’s Channa. What’s yours?”

Late 20s hunk: (slightly derisive) “Chana, like chana shag? You’re named after chick peas? (Chuckle)”

50 something woman: (Slightly annoyed) “No, it’s Hebrew. It means graceful one”

Late 20s hunk: “That’s nice.”

Then the yoga class began.

It was curious, but it had no importance or meaning to me. I wanted to understand what happened and why it happened. It had zero effect on my life. I didn’t know the guy at all, the woman I knew only by sight. I never had any meaningful interaction with either of them before or after, and today I wouldn’t know either of them if I fell over them on the street.

This past Wednesday, I was at the health club with a good friend. I was on the elliptical trainer doing my time while she was across the room on the stair master. My mind went down a curious alley. I began to think almost obsessively about a center staircase in a home I visit regularly. I thought about how much room that attractive wooden staircase takes up in the center of that home and wondered if it would be practical or feasible to replace the large staircase with a straight wooden ladder to the next level. I got a real clear picture in my mind of the ladder. My practical side knew this idea was absurd and would be dangerous to implement, (imagine going up and down the ladder with laundry, for instance) but the ladder image was hard to dispel from my mind.

Some minutes later (perhaps about 20), I had moved to the recumbent bike and my friend was next to me on the upright bike. The bikes have a TV feature. I did not have my TV turned on, but my friend did. She was watching a real estate reality show which was called something like “International House Hunters”. The mute crawl was active, so I could read basically what was going on. A young woman sought to purchase an apartment in a Northern European city that could’ve been Amsterdam. I was not watching that closely, just doing my time on the bike. The prospective buyer was being shown a variety of apartments and sure enough, she was shown one on an upper floor, the price of which had been reduced, due to the fact that it could only be reached by climbing a wooden ladder (just exactly like the persistent one in my earlier technicolor daydream) from the floor below. She chose that apartment and replaced the wooden ladder with a tiny but stylish wrought-iron circular staircase and ostensibly lived happily ever after. I must admit that I have never encountered an apartment that was entered by a totally vertical ladder in New York or any other place I’ve visited.

My question here is why did I see this ladder ahead of time? Could it be considered precognition or some kind of weird time displacement? Because I work as an intuitive reader, seeing symbols is not unusual for me. Frequently I’ll see a symbol in relationship to a client and usually it has significance to the client. It is helpful to him or her in terms of the reading and that is as it should be. It is in context and for a purpose. I, in fact, actively seek these signs and symbols through meditation and receive them with the help of Guidance.

Currently I can see no purpose to either of the above mentioned events. To me they both had an unusual other-worldly texture of something out of sync like a skipping phonograph record in the non-physical realm. As a metaphysical seeker, I will continue to ponder these and similar anomalies in hopes of an answer.

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