Occasionally I go through phases in which I notice that when I look at the clock, it says 1:11 or 11:11. Not every time, of course, but often enough that it strikes me as odd, more than just mere coincidence. Then I get an eerie feeling; what does it mean? Is the universe trying to tell me something?
No, I'm not into numerology; I know nothing about it. I'm practically a dunce when it comes to numbers; math was always my worst subject in school. My inability to focus on it is in large part responsible for the fact that I never completed a college degree. My brain just doesn't latch onto numbers. The numbers have to mean something--something I can reduce to words and crazy theories, images laden with mysterious meaning.
As it turns out, my experience of seeing repetitive ones is not unique. According to some, the appearance of repetitive ones signifies the presence of a spirit trying to make itself known. There are people out there waiting for the dates 01/01/11, and 11/11/11, not too many years away, because the number one is wholeness and eleven is duality, yin/yang, enlightenment...the dawning of a new spiritual age.
I'll take the New Day types over the doomsday proclamations: "The End is at Hand! We're going to blow ourselves up! We're going to melt the planet, probably tomorrow when the Headless Horseman appears with 9 Maids-a-Milking and a Partridge In a Pear Tree!"
Maybe there is some spirit trying to contact me, but I wish they'd be more lucid about it. It may be crucial and I'm missing the point, because when it comes to numbers, I have a really hard time connecting the dots.
Then it occurred to me: repetitve ones (1:11 or 11:11) occur four times in a 24-hour period. Any other time occurs only twice; there are no double digits of any other number unless you use a 24-hour clock (who does?) and then it would also happen with twos.
And if you are an insomniac like myself, the chances of seeing 11:11 p.m. or 1:11 a.m. are pretty good. But what's really odd is that I would be speculating about this at all, considering my aversion to numbers. That must mean something, right? Old age---my days on the planet are numbered?
One is the loneliest number...
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So glad to see you blogging again. I love the way you write about your spiritual/mystical experiences. Wish I could get in touch with that side of myself.
Well, I did receive a couple of signs this week. Last weekend I decided to give up Dr. Pepper. When Monday morning rolled around I found an immediate excuse to make it to Safeway (milk). When I strolled down the soda aisle I found they were entirely sold out of the stuff. The following day I tried to purchase a can of DP at a vending machine, but again to my dismay they were sold out. So, I have taken these as signs that I should peresist.
Look forward to your next post!
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So glad to see you blogging again. These little blog snippets are great, but I'm still waiting for you to publish you first novel.
I love the way you often refer to the spiritual/mystical side of life. Frankly, that is a subject that eludes me.
I do think I received a few signs last week, however. Last weekend I decided to give up Dr. Pepper. Monday morning I thought of the first excuse to high-tail it to Safeway to pick up my bottle. Much to my dismay I discovered as I cruised the soday aisle that the DP was all sold out. Two days later I broke down again and tried to purchase a can of DP from a vending machine -- again sold out.
Let me know if that spirit ever gets in more direct contact with you.
You know, it's a mystical/mystery because I'm "befuddled!" Yup, that's a definate sign about the DP. The spirits are swiping that DP from you. Heed them!!! Still not sure what they're trying to tell me. Maybe the next full moon will clarify the situation...
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