I remember reading about 'good omens' in one of Paulo Coelho's book, The Alchemist. "Omens are a language, it's the alphabet we develop to speak to the world's soul, or the universe's, or God's, whatever name you want to give it. Like an alphabet, it is individual, you only learn it by making mistakes, and that keeps you from globalizing the spiritual quest." It's coming close to November again - the day I left home with a map job in hand - I am preparing myself to go back home and the job I have in hand now is a map of Lake Placid. This feels like a 'good omen' to me. It makes me feel like I'm coming full circle and that everything will turn out fine.
