I love to fall asleep in the arms of a cricket song. The sweet sound slips through my open window on a velvety night breeze and then carries me on a magic carpet into the dream world, my favorite place to be.
Cricket made its appearance to me in the film, Pinocchio, in the guise of Jiminy Cricket, the lovable character and conscience of Pinocchio. I didn’t realize that cricket had a message for me until the next day, and seeing it was a sign.
As I watched the movie, Pinocchio, in my living room that night, one of my favorite scenes opened on the TV screen — the Blue Faery that comes into Geppetto’s bedroom to give Pinocchio life. The song, “When You Wish Upon a Star,” began to play and I started singing along with it, and right at that moment a tiny flash of brilliant blue light appeared in my left eye.
I had been getting this “flash of light” for about 12 years now, but when it first started happening I thought that my retina was detaching, or worse. I got a check up with a clean bill of health, but I was still left wondering what could be the cause of these flashes of light. I got the answer a year later when I started reading, The Presence of Other Worlds, written by Wilson Van Dusen about the 18th century scientist, philosopher and mystic, Emanuel Swedenborg.
When I read the following passage in the book I had a huge AHA moment, “…During this period he (Emanuel Swedenborg) begins to experience the rare and little-known phenomena called photism. The person who meditates intensely, seeking inner guidance, may find a signal system to guide him. When what he is thinking meets inward approval, the person may suddenly see a flash of light. This light may vary from a pinpoint to a large area, and it is characteristically bright.”
BINGO. From that moment on I understood what I believed was happening to me. I had big flashes, small flashes, in the right eye, or the left eye, and they could be blue, white or violet in color. I would think of something and a flash of light appeared. Or I could be standing around someone and see a flash of light nearby. I now believe that my psychic abilities were awakening at that time, and hence my experience of photism. It has become my internal guidance system for making better choices in life now. I’ve learned to trust my own guidance and intuition, which I hadn’t been able to do for years.
Cricket signals a time for us to trust our inner knowing or intuition. We should listen to our gut and what we believe to be true based on our own perceptions. Many folktales say that finding a cricket in the home is a symbol of good luck and to kill one will bring you bad luck. And other people believe that finding a cricket in your house is a sign that a relative has reincarnated. The singing of the cricket also heralds the beginning of a happy period in our lives.
The very next day when I walked into my office and sat down to work, I heard a cricket chirping loudly. I thought that it was in the office next to me, since my coworker gets them often, to her dismay. She came into my office a few minutes later.
“The cricket has to be in your office,” she said, holding a can of bug spray. “I can’t find it in mine.”
And it was in my office. She zeroed in on the chirping and found it hiding behind my portable fan like a wayward traveler, guilty as charged.
“Don’t kill it,” I said, alarmed. “It could be my grandfather.”
She laughed at me as I scooped it up in my hands. I knew that if I didn’t do something quick, the cricket would meet it’s nemesis — a can of bug spray, and I wasn’t about to let that happen. So I went outside and set it free, thanking it for the timely message, which was to continue being open to guidance from my Higher Self coming through flashes of light, dreams, or my intuition, and to never stop wishing upon a star because dreams really do come true.