One thing I know about myself is that I carry with me a strong faith in the universe. It is the natural extension of making all attempts at living a mindful existence.
There are surely times when I read too much into a circumstance.
But then there are times when one can't help but take heed.
For instance. You are sweating your way through clearing a long overgrown fence line in the hot hot heat of Summer - with shovel and rake. It is technically your Summer holiday and yet the reality is that the only time for making any headway on the extras is on said holiday.
Is it such a leap to assume that the universe knows this, and lends a motivating hand? Sure. Some may say that the 15 horseshoes and random bottles uncovered in a 5 metre space means that you are digging up an ancient dumping ground.
Myself? I interpret this as tangible proof that I am on the right path. This land has a farming history, and it thrills me to the core to know that there were horses living here. Working hard alongside humans to get it done.
To me. This is a sign and reminder of just how lucky I am.