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Signs of Spirit
Signs of Spirit
In 2005, we became aware that even though spirit is invisible to the eye, it’s characteristics can be observed in ourselves and others.
Signs of Spirit are evidence of the existence of the unseen spirit. They are characteristics that can be observed in ourselves and others. Once known and recognized as coming from spirit, we can choose to activate and cultivate them in ourselves, thus living as spirits in daily life.
We call these characteristics “signs of spirit” because they demonstrate the presence of spirit, just as a heartbeat and breathing our “signs of life” for the body.
We have been writing first-person short stories about our experiences observiing signs of spirit in ourselves and others and also about how we intentionally use these spirit abiities in our daily lives.
Our intent in sharing these stories is to make it more kown in the world that spirit exists and exists in each and every human being in addition to all of Life. Perhaps our stories will inspire you to find these signs of spirit in yourself and others.
Intention & Manifestation
Intention is a decision made by the spirit that something IS or IS NOT.
Manfestation is the result of the intention made. in the physical universe.
Signs of Spirit Stories about Intention & Manifestation
This morning I woke up late because I was writing much of the night.
I needed to go to the farmer’s market before everything was sold out and didn’t have time for my regular breakfast.
My favorite place at the market to get breakfast was not going to be there this week, so I thought we could get a sandwich at the produce market, which is made on special whole grain bread that does not affect my body in any negative way.
But as I thought about it, I only wanted half of the sandwich. I thought I would split it with Larry.
After writing Moving Your Intentions Into Manifestations in the middle of the night, I woke up in the morning and told Larry what I had realized about doing what it takes to produce a result.
He immediately said, “Well, the flip side of this is you also have to NOT do the things that DON’T produce the result.”
And we both realized at the moment it was that which was our downfall.
Suddenly in the past few days I’ve become aware of looking at whether or not I am “doing what it takes” to get the results I want in life.
At first it just came to me as a realization, but then a few days later I actually read it in a book. To achieve your goal, whatever it is, you’ve got to do what it takes to get the result.
That was something I knew. I even had a sign up on my office wall next to my desk for a while that said, “Do the things that produce the result you want.” But that’s not quite the same as observing whether or not I actually did the things that produced the results that I wanted.
My body was only 22 years old when the first Star Wars movie first burst into the world in 1977. And I think I’ve seen every Star Wars since.
Though my father was a big fan of science fiction, I wasn’t particularly interested in science fiction myself, so I never would have chosen to go to Star Wars on my own, But a friend wanted to see it so I went and was very happy I did.
For me, the moment that really got me emotionally was
There is a supermarket that Larry and I like to go to because it is employee-owned, they have local and organic food, it’s really good quality, and it has items we can’t purchase elsewhere.
They make their own pizza there out of natural and organic ingredients and it’s really good. Whenever we go to this supermarket—which is every week or two—we get one slice of pizza and have them slice it down the middle and heat it up.
They always have the standard cheese and pepperoni pizzas and then they have a rotating selection of other flavors. Some we like and some we don’t. But there is one that is our favorite: the Spicy Hawaiian pizza.
But they hadn’t had it for a while. They will make a whole one for us at our request, but we didn’t want a whole pizza, we only wanted one slice.
We couldn’t ask them to make one slice. Or could we?
Just ust over two years ago I came to live with Larry’s family in California, about an hour’s drive north of San Francisco. I had been born and raised in California until we moved to Florida in 2001, so it was coming home.
Even though Larry and I have been together for 32 years, I had never spent time with his family except for holiday gatherings. Now I was moving into his family home with his 87-year-old mother and two siblings, a brother and a sister. They had all been living in this house together for some years. I was the newcomer.
Larry had come to live there instead of with me after he fell out of a tree and broke his back and right leg. It just made sense for me to stay with the house in Florida and for him to go stay with his family while he recovered. His last words to me as he left our home in Florida were, “I’ll be back when I can walk.”
For many years I had wanted a Champion Juicer. The $ 300-$400 price tag had made me think twice about buying it. Though it was an excellent juicer, I considered that my money was better spent elsewhere. So I spent my money elsewhere, many times, but I never did give up on the idea of having one, and the wonderful fruit and vegetable juices that could come from this juicer.
Last week, the first week in December 2019 Debra and I drove our Prius way up north in California, near Mt Shasta. Debra was helping a friend E with her website to update and organize it.
One evening E fixed us all some wonderful fresh juice made from celery and ginger and apples along with some greens and a few other things. It was outstanding!
Once again, I desired a Champion Juicer, to make such lifely* beverages for us to enjoy.
My wife Debra and I were driving home from Gainesville, Florida after celebrating the anniversary of our nineteenth year together.
We had had a wonderful time exploring Gainesville, which was new to us. We saw lots of butterflies and went to visit the University of Florida bat house. It was quite a spectacle to see thousands of bats fly out of their house at dusk to go about their work of eating mosquitoes.
We had just finished a very extensive tour of a butterfly farm. We had been quite interested and had enjoyed the two-plus hour tour, despite the 100-degree heat. We love butterflies and were enjoying learning more about how they live and grow.
Driving home, we were quite relieved to get back in our cool air-conditioned car.
The weather was starting to cloud up again, as it often does in the summer here, and I mentioned to Debra that I was glad it was going to rain soon, to help cool things off again. She agreed.
After driving only about five minutes, we went over some railroad tracks that jarred the car. Right away I felt a blast of hot air. Debra looked around and said, “The back window just fell open!”
It was the summer of 1964, and I had a problem.
At the time, my body was ten years old. The problem I had was that the light bulb in my fish tank had burned out.
This may not seem like much of a problem to an adult, but to me, as a child, it was huge. I was saving my silver quarters and nickels and even copper pennies to buy a small transistor radio. It cost $11.42. Since I had eight dollars I was getting close to being able to purchase the radio.
A new aquarium light cost $1.79. This would set me back about a month. A month can seem like forever, and it did to me.
It’s Valentine’s Day in the year 1994–a day for romantics and lovers to be together. However, my wife Debra and I had a problem.
She was working in Sacramento doing a photo shoot for a catalog copywriting job she had. It was supposed to be for two days and she would be home for Valentine’s Day. But it ran overtime and she had to stay in Sacramento for Valentine’s Day and the day after.
Debra had not told me where she was staying or working. I had no address or telephone number, and this was in the days before she had a cell phone.
DEBRA & LARRY REDALIA found each other as soulmates in 1987. Though they each were already aware they were spiritual beings when they met, their spiritual journey really began when they started helping each other discover the characteristics of spirit and put them into practice in daily life. Since 2005, Debra and Larry have been writing Signs of Spirit stories—first person accounts of their true life adventures as spiritual belings. The are co-founders of Spirits Bright and The Signs of Spirit Project.