#sendingsigns

     “oh, yeah. it’s definitely homework i’m workin’ on. just love me some of that good ol’ mandated learnin’.”    //    @sendingsigns  /  ♥’d  ;  open 

Today’s message is about the Love you send and receive. Please take what resonates and leave the rest! This reading is for the collective. All personal online readings are sold through Etsy only! The cards used are from The Soul Reflection’s Twin Flame Oracle. For those interested, they are also available on Etsy. . Pay attention to the signs! Someone may want to come forward to tell you how they feel but they are not quite sure how to do so yet! Feel the love they send. Does it bring you happiness in your heart? Do you return the love they send? They do want to be with you. They have been working on finding their footing and healing their Soul - so they can be open to a healthy relationship with you. . Love is in the air. When they come forward, the “ball will be in your court” as to if you allow them in. Be open to what they have to say, but pay attention to their actions. Watch for their signs and what subconsciously they are telling you. You will know if it is right for you (and best for your highest good). Take baby steps if that is what feels right. It’s all in due time! . . . #oracleoftheday #twinflamereading #twinflamefriday #sendingsigns #sendingsignals #sendinglove #sendingpositivevibes #loveisintheair #findyourlove #betruetoyoursoul #twinflamefriday #twinflameoracledeck #twinflameoracle #soulreflectionoracle #soulreflectionoraclecards #nadineswiger #etsyoracledeck #etsytwinflame #etsyreader #twinflamemessenger https://www.instagram.com/p/CnEu7gquSXj/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

All energy escaped her. She dropped the baseball bat and sunk to the ground. She felt arms around her, rocking her. She clung to Jack. “I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry,” Deja sobbed. “I....” She didn’t know what to say or do. She messed up. She didn’t really want to be sent away, again. She liked, no she loved, the Pearsons. But they wouldn’t love her now. 

“Well you might not be that old, but the ladder is, Methuselah. Just be careful. I don’t want anything happening to the beloved Papa Pearson,” Beth remarked, offering up a classic Beth saccharine sweet smile of sarcasm.  “Oh, you think I’ll be telling you I told you so, huh? Well you’re right, but only after I call 911.” 

She leaned against her dad, enjoying his embrace. She might be almost grown up, but she still enjoyed being cuddled by her dad. “Come on, daddy, did you really think that I’d stay away?” she joked. “And who says I’m going anywhere? I haven’t heard back from that school out in California. No letters yet.” She kind of thought something would have come by now. But nope nothing in the mail for her except her copy of Seventeen magazine. 

Rebecca took his hand in hers. “Oh, babe. I love you,” she whispered, kissing his knuckles. “You know what? I ate some chocolate and you’re right it’s not so bad. I should have brought you one. I’ll go get you one in a bit. Okay?” 

          “what a day, huh?” rebecca, having been sitting to rest her tired feet, looked to her husband with conveyance of elation. seeing her daughter so happy, seeing her whole family so happy... it was all enough to keep her floating on cloud nine for quite some time. “there’s something funny about being up at the cabin and watching kate get married           makes me even more nostalgic for the days when she still thought you were the only boy without cooties.” with a tone of light-hearted self-deprecation, and a dry little chuckle, she added, “and when i didn’t have quite so many wrinkles.”