,Omens are real šµ
This is my newsletter for this weekā¦. but I canāt help but share it here too. I love getting my mind blown ššš
Last week, I was listening to a random podcast my husband recommended when the guest mentioned Aesop’s fables.
I’d always assumed it was “A-sop’s” because of how it’s spelt. Turns out it’s pronounced, “Ee-sop.” This stuck with me for some reason to be revealedā¦
A couple of days later, Mirren asked me to read her a story.
I have a boundary around bedtime reading: I’ll read a story once, then we move on to something different, I don’t do endless repetitions of the same book. I don’t enjoy it, and itās a way I teach Mirren that both mine and, by extension, her preferences are allowed and welcomed.
But that particular night, something in me felt fine about it, so I read The Tortoise and the Hare as many times as she wanted. At the back of the book, it is mentioned that the story is one of Aesop’s fables. I didnāt know that, and that was two mentions in a few days, so I noticed.
The next morning, Mirren wanted to listen to a story on her Yoto player, but we couldn’t find it, so I put YouTube on instead, which I almost never do. I typed in a channel I’d checked out before and was happy for her to watch āLittle Fox storiesā.
The first result at the top was 15 Aesop’s fables š³
I pressed play, not expecting The Tortoise and the Hare story, because there were fifteen options. The first story was The Tortoise and the Hare. Even Mirren noticed and got excited.
Then, later that morning, I went to a new gym class. A woman there asked if I was joining the class and handed me a small gift (she’d brought one for everyone). Mine was a tiny turtle. Everyone else got different animals. I was rather blown away in that moment š¤Æ
I realised there were two distinct threads running through the week: Aesop’s fables, and the tortoise and the hare, both showing up three times, with a small plastic turtle dropped into my hand by a stranger in the most implausible place. Iāve no doubt these two threads will be connected, and Iāll let you know when I figure it out.
What I know so far is that I’ve been asking for a clear sign about my next steps. I’m usually a stop-start-sprint-stop kinda gal.
Slow and steady wins the race
“Slow and steady wins the race” is not advice I naturally gravitate toward, but when the same message arrives in that many different forms, I take it seriously.
This is what I mean when I talk about omens. If weāre open to it, these mystical wee synchronicities donāt require special access or years of training. The meaning might not always be immediately obvious (Aesop’s fables, I’m still working on you), yet I never fail to get excited!
What’s your best omen story? š§”