As I waited in the not-so-rush-hour traffic this morning, my attention was brought to a sign on the back of the white van in front of me. The van had one of those buckets that lift electricians up to the heights of street lighting hanging off the back, and this bucket was the reason why I hadn’t noticed the sign any earlier.
It’s funny, the things you think about or notice (or don’t notice for that matter) when you are waiting behind the wheel. It’s as though your mind wanders, and everything that is around you isn’t there. Or maybe that’s just me. I’m very often in another Parallel Universe anyway, so why not be in one whilst behind the wheel of a car as well?
Anyway, I digress.
The sign read “Caution. This vehicle stops irregularly.”
Now. Nothing untoward with that, is there? Well, when you start imagining the vehicle shimmying slightly, or hopping over to the side of the road as it is stopping, the sign takes on a different meaning entirely.
I imagined, whilst stationary, the van in front moving in a body-popping dance motion when it needed to stop. A double pirouette as it came into the side of the road. Fanfare and confetti as the wheels stopped turning. And a firework display as the engine was turned off.
A second later, the traffic started to move and my random daydream was over.
The power of words. They can take us to so many different places if we allow them to. Our imagination is a fantastic place, and the possibilities there are endless.
Bizarrely, a phrase sprung to mind this evening. “Softly,softly, catchee monkey”, which basically means patience gains the day. Waiting, as I knew my mind would bring another phrase, “Many a mickle makes a muckle” shortly followed. A load of small things makes a big one.
So. I think my mind is sending me a message today. The celebratory fireworks will come if I am patient, and take things one step at a time… there’s no need to rush anything.
I won the Euromillions last night.
No, not the £148,000,000.00 that was the top prize. I won £3.30. Which wasn’t bad, until you consider I’d paid £4.00 to play. My choice, I know, but another phrase comes to mind with regards to this… “one step forward and two steps back.”
I suppose the overall thing is the direction that I’m heading in, where I want to end up, and how I get there. Messages from the Universe appear every day… I just need to be able to take notice of the more relevant ones, and not the “Sale now on!” ones. Well, until I win the Euromillions, that is, and in that case I won’t need to pay attention to the “Sale now on!” signs anyway.
Sigh.
The power of words. Signs.
Softly, softly, catchee monkey… and feel good waiting!
The Mansionic Perspective 
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