Fifty-One Signs and Counting

☕️ Alice Spills the Tea

Darling, stop asking for signs from the Universe. Really. I’ve been watching - yes, me, from the corner of your chaotic mortal world - and I have news: the universe has been trying, ever so politely, to point you in the right direction. Fifty times. Fifty! That’s not a suggestion. That’s a full-blown parade of blinking neon arrows with confetti cannons.

The other day? A street performer juggled three glowing apples while you walked past - meant to be a metaphor for your next move. Last week? Your cat meowed at the mailman in exact Morse code, spelling out a very clear “Yes, do that thing.” And that ridiculous double rainbow you ignored? Straight-up encouragement. The universe literally threw positive vibes at you and you - you - kept scrolling Instagram instead.

And now here you are. Asking again. “Show me a sign,” you plead. Sweetheart, I sigh. The universe is rolling its eyes so hard it’s considering filing a formal complaint. Here’s a tip: listen to your gut, it’s basically the universe texting you in bold, italics, and emojis.

Consider this your fifty-first, absolutely final sign: take the first step you’ve been avoiding, preferably before I have to start juggling flaming teapots to get your attention. Trust me, it’s cuter than it sounds, but you won’t like the singed eyebrows.

Go on, now. Move. Stop asking. The signs are tired of being ignored.

Alice, Queen of Ink & Lore

Pip’s Editorial Note

Before anyone clutches their pearls over Alice’s bold chatter, let me clear something up.

Alice does this constantly.

I mean constantly.

She paces the halls around here, tea in hand, talking to the universe like it owes her a verbal reply. Full conversations. Questions. Follow ups. Dramatic pauses where she waits for an answer.

And then a sign appears.

A very obvious one.

What does Alice do?

She ignores it. Every. Single. Time.

I will gently say, “Hey… that felt like a sign for what you should do.”

She waves me off.

Next time I say, “Okay then maybe that was a sign of what you should absolutely never do.”

She ignores me too.

So if you are sitting there going,
“Show me a sign.”
Wait… was that the sign?
Hmm not sure.
Okay show me another one.

Congratulations. You are not alone.

Alice does it. All. The. Time.

And yes, I will continue to watch it happen with tea and commentary.