@michele-b-here-in-the-forum
Thank you Michele for starting this new thread and for sharing your story. It's so profound and meaningful to read how the universe communicates with you, and all of us, if we just pay attention.
Recently I was taking the subway to a court hearing for a client. The hearing would determine whether she and her son would remain in the US or be forced to return to a place where their lives would be at risk, and I was very concerned about how it would go.
When the train arrived I got in to one of the cars, sat down, and closed my eyes. A moment later I opened them and looked up across the car to the ads that are posted near the ceiling of the cars. The ad I read said: Relax. You and your team are supported. I did in fact have a team working on this case, and yes, we were supported, by an unseen force that was protecting us and the vulnerable person we represented.
I pray to this force often, to give me strength and lead me in the right direction. It answers often.
@michele-b-here-in-the-forum
I'm not too sensitive to the 11:11 phenomenon. What keeps happening to me is I will glance at a digital clock and the numbers will be in an ascending sequence (1:23, 2:34, 3:45, etc). Also, in one of my favorite books, Pilgrim at Tinker Creek, there is a memorable passage in which the author Annie Dillard recounts hiding pennies in her neighborhood as a child with clues written in chalk so that the penny could be found by unsuspecting passersby. She goes on to write: "It is dire poverty indeed when a man is so malnourished and fatigued that he won’t stoop to pick up a penny. But if you cultivate a healthy poverty and simplicity, so that finding a penny will literally make your day, then, since the world is in fact planted in pennies, you have with your poverty bought a lifetime of days. It is that simple. What you see is what you get."
And to add more synchronicity to this discussion of synchronicity, I was just (2 hours ago) reading a chapter in a book on holistic medicine about how synchronicity in physics, especially at the quantum level, can explain stories of healing that confound modern reductionist medicine.
But now for the greatest mystery of all: what is the universe trying to tell us when our socks disappear in the dryer?
The answer is in those wonderful stories, questions and riddles in the end. The socks are like cats, They are in their time traveling cardboard boxes all lined up waiting their turn to transform from here to there in material and non-material form as part of a great experiment.
In the end we will discover that it was all those cats' belief systems and need to rule in the end. They either took the socks as time traveling sock launderers in catsinoes and pyramid schemes grinning their heads off and appearing and disappearing from view as Alice popped her pills in her Kardashian dress and Ivanka shoes while the Melania jewelry failed once again to materialize from the wreckage of the golden Trump towers of fake manifestation.
In the end, the cats have 9 more lives and one phenomenal sock collection they snagged beyond being or not being in any or all aspects of interdimensional existence.
I'm curled up with two dogs right now, but I also love my cats. And yes I still am looking for my missing socks and look for them everywhere I go. I know I will eventually find them. At 11:11 on 11/11 as I find a penny, a feather, and a heart rock all in my dryer at the same time.
It will be golden. Ok so I am still human and covet your time sequences. That's beyond time of all times in my book of ages and stages of conscious evolution and development. The answer to that amazing symbolism is even more complicated!
Oh this brings me to tears once again! A beautiful, tender and incredibly sad story of the symbolism of your dimes. But such a message and revelation of meaning and love passing on the very meaning of everything to me at once.
It's all amazing isn't it? Connections and meaning and communication through time and states of being. Messengers of the gods in many ways of energetic forms of agency. Money is currency and currency is a form of energy and in their own ways all things are agency.
One thing leads to another.
Fabulous and great bidding magic fun! Love this! Angels indeed. Surround us, are a part of us (layers and layers) and are there when we need them.
We just need to pay attention just as you did for the signs and symbols
A bowlful of blessings back to you, Molly. Signed, sealed and delivered with love!
@michele-b-here-in-the-forum
I am so loving this thread! I have had a number of experiences over the years, including the 11:11. Like @molly, we have had apartment/house numbers with 11 several times. When our current home was up for sale, (it also has 11 in the house number), the timing wasn't good for us, so we decided to wait. I drove past it all the time and thought, if it was meant to be, it will work out to get it later. The neighborhood is a very popular one, so I was surprised it didn't sell. They took it off the market over the winter, made some additional repairs/upgrades and we were ready when it went back on in the spring. Our realtor was in contact and as soon as the preview was ready, we got to see it -- on April 11, at 11 a.m. :) I had seen 11:11 all over the place in the months leading up to that.
Earlier that same year, my brother had a terrible health crisis (a brain bleed) that we were not sure he was going to survive (he did, and recovered well, thank goodness!) At the time, I had to make a 4-hour drive by myself to see him and be with my family while my husband stayed home with our girls.I was beside myself with worry, but as I drove (a route I have driven many times), I happened to glance up and across the highway, on the other side, off of the road in a clearing was this sign that said "Miracles". Later in my trip, as I came nearer to my destination, there was a huge bulletin board that advertised stroke recovery and rehabilitation. Both signs I had seen caught my attention and served to reassure me about my brother, even though the situation was quite dire.
Later, after we were waiting in the waiting room, my mother and mother's cousin and family were sending out prayer requests (basically trying to get all the positive energy as we could for him) and I was trying to research a saint (we are Catholic) and I had searched for patron saints of head injuries. The first one that popped up was Blessed John Licci. I was reassured and reading through his story and finding the prayer, etc. Then I stopped cold when I saw his feast day - Nov. 14. My brother's birthday.
Ok - random aside...I wanted to make sure my details were correct as I typed this -- and I just pulled up a bio on John Licci that mentioned he lived for 111 years. He did on Nov. 14, 1511. WOW. I did not know that until just now. The universe is awesome.
What a great story so glad your brother is ok! I love this number and miracle thread too. My husband wanted me to mention something about him ? He has an affinity for the # 8. He just loves that #. He grew up on 539 Marlet Place (5+3+9 = 8 in numerology). He wakes up every morning at 5:39am! My husband is a real estate agent and he grew up Catholic too, and apparently he believes when you want to sell a house you bury a little statue of St. Joseph in the front yard, upside down, facing the house to help sell it. He says it works like a charm...So funny....
Oh, yes! The house we were in before this one had trouble selling and had been on the market for 2 years. I found a St. Joseph statue in the yard after we moved in. I think I still have it on a shelf around here somewhere. :)
That is fun about your husband's 5:30 connection!
Double numbers and double real honest to goodness signs!
You reminded me that a LOT of us see and are comforted by the reappearance of signs--billboards, license plates, bumper sticker messages whatever.The more the miracles appear the more weook for them during hard times when tbey most often seem to appear...your brother, my brother, sister in law, mother, father, many dear friends. We are all so much alike in so many ways ?
One day I was feeling especially challenged. I realized my multi-tasking issue as pointed out to me by the"Are You an Empath" test in that thread made me realize I might actually be a bit of an OCD multitasker who ignores the warnings along that slippery slope--doing 1 thing in one room, suddenly remembering I needed to do another thing in another room with an object or related task--creating a crazy woman "Family Circle" path of invisible footsteps from room to room.
Pete and repeat as I misplaced my phone, my water glass, my coffecup, my fuzzy duster or trash baskets all over the entire house carrying this ridiculous entourage of inefficieny.
No wonder cleaning or laundry or craft or hobby days became lost object days instead. Crazy woman looking for signs of them and missing a lot of bigger pictures. Yeesh. Might be my only OCD like repetitive behavior but I developed it very well!
Almost 70, raised Catholic, still pray regulary, have a rosary and crosses all over my house, believe in saints, miracles, make my own holy water during full moons outside in the magic glow. Lapsed in one religious/church practice but believer in my own alterations of all that still resonates. Oh the incense and bells too and monks chanting. Love them all in my DNA/past lives/things that truly are part of us.
See signs, symbols everywhere/ everywhere. Numbers too. I once told a mobile booth/cell phone fellow I couldn't accept an assigned new phone number because they were numbers that didn't resonate with me. He actually understood and put up with a number of suggested randoms to please me. Oh my, bless him!
Often my signs...well the pennies and feathers...literally fall from the sky. Feathers are logical but a penny from the air above me clattered down...and it was my birth year.
Hope my endless stories trigger all of you patient readers here ?