My favourite (and the most effective) way that the gods get me to notice them is by persistent external signs and omens. They usually get increasingly more obvious until I have to laugh and there can be no denying that I am not imagining things.
Hermes has very unsubtly tapped me on the shoulder over the last fortnight. I had been having some travel issues and I suspected Hermes, but nothing more. Later in the week I was walking past a building I pass several times a week, and looked at it properly for the first time. There were tiles across the front of the building depicting the Olympian gods, with Hermes at the centre. The week after I peered through the window of what I have always assumed was an Indian restaurant, only to find a great big picture of Hermes staring back.
Then, as the icing on the cake; I was sitting in the cafeteria at the hospital where I’m working at, looking out idly at the road beyond. Hilariously, a giant lorry with ‘Hermes’ printed across it’s side drove past. This was all the conformation I needed but I guess je thought I needed a little more, because on the way home I noticed an image of Hermes for the first time on the florists I walk past every day; and a pound coin fell out of my laundry which had no pockets for a pound coin to be in.
I’m now starting to wonder if it isn’t just Hermes who is trying to get my attention right now. I can’t confirm yet (especially being in one place and all my favoured divination tools being in another), but I think there may be some kind of collective effort on the part of the Olympians, perhaps to ‘call me back’ in a way. I won’t rehash why that would possibly be necessary for them…just read the last 6 months worth of blog entries.
It wasn’t just Hermes on that building, it was all twelve. My dad was talking about a military operation called Aphrodite, and last night I dreamed that I jumped into the sea and hurt myself on a submerged trident. There are multitudes of tiny references to the gods in my daily life at the moment, and it’s too consistent to be coincidence. Watch this space.
P.S- My work placement has eaten me. I’m spending the month at a hospital pathology lab. I am loving the work but I’m out of the house for twelve hours a day and have to get my state registration portfolio done when I return in the evenings. Boo hiss boo.