Mixed Signals and Other Ways the Universe Bullies Me

I get it — gravity works

Signs are everywhere if you know how to look. (Photo by Nick Fewings on Unsplash)

Growing up, my folks were total New Age hippies. My childhood smelled like sandalwood, patchouli, tobacco, and incense. We meditated, held crystals, and had a rock collection so large people suspected we had a quarry. Having an open mind wasn’t just encouraged — it was nour…