A Book "Sign" | Heather Oelschlager, Psychic Medium

I hadn’t been planning on doing anything more than running to the bookstore to exchange a book for someone else, but T. laughed when I told her my plan to get in and out of there without spending any more cash. When I thought about it there was a reference book I’d been considering getting to have on hand, although she was clearing implying I’d find myself something in the metaphysical genre. I thought I’d humor her and mull through the new age collection before I checked for that reference book. Intuition, mindfulness, metaphysical.

There was one book that stood out, but when I picked it up and read the blurb below the authors name, I was completely turned off to getting it, “right” book or not. I had had enough of looking there so I turned around to the adjacent reference section, split into two separate shelves, intending to get the “logical” book. It wasn’t in the first section of shelves so I was moving across the aisle to the second set of reference books and a woman jumped in front of me.

Twenty minutes later she was still standing in front of those books, not about to budge. Then it finally occurs to me: she’s standing there so I won’t get the reference book (the “wrong” choice). I spun around and grabbed the new age book that stood out to me in the first place and thought, “duh, me;” could have saved myself a good half-hour if I’d just followed my first instinct. I can’t stop laughing at myself for not catching on sooner.

moral of the story

Not at all surprising, but as soon as I got home and cracked open the book, obviously the one intended to get to me as I’m thoroughly enjoying the read. Moral of the story? I should not have judged the book by its cover. Literally.