Ask the Universe for a Sign...

So lately, I’ve been kind of pondering about what direction I want my life to take. I’ve had a great two years in Seoul… I’m soon starting a new position in a new city, still in South Korea…which means that I’m technically quitting my job BACK HOME. I’m currently on a leave-of-absence from my school board in Ottawa, away from teachers and students that I really liked. I was granted a two- year “sabbatical” but can no longer apply for any more time. The moment has now come to either go back, or resign…

I haven’t sent my letter yet, but HAVE managed to otherwise engage myself for the year to come.

Still, I keep looking for “signs” that the direction I’m heading is actually the way I want to go… (You know, job security and 6 years of seniority IN MY OWN COUNTRY is no small thing to leave behind, to say nothing of friends, family, and cats). I’m also not getting any younger.

But, ah! Ha! This morning, as I was finalizing a few things for an approaching trip to Japan, it all fell into place!

I.GOT.MY.SIGN.
I can’t BELIEVE I never noticed it BEFORE!

Look closely at the Canadian Passport:

Do you see it?

Right there, smack in the middle of the emblem, IS MY NAME.

M-E-L.
Woah!
That means I keep traveling, right?

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As I am writing this, sadly, another thought popped in my mind.

…or, does it mean that I belong in Canada?
Shoot. - another sign, please.