11:11, Pennies, Rainbows and Other Symbolic Signs from the Heavens
As I was sending out the announcement to the next Read-the-Future night, I realized I’d picked 11-11 for the date which also is the eve of the Full Moon. so thank you all for bringing 11-11 to my attention. I got chills.
in the Tarot 11-11 has significance. 11 is the Strength card— it’s a woman who rides a lion. That has special meaning for women rising in our world today as women are doing. It also has meaning for our situation today with DT whose far right followers have called him The Lion. So women will rise above this lion.
11 also reduces to 2 which is the Priestess, again a woman, a moon goddess, and one who represents pure intuition and the power of intuition.
I feel the power of the divine feminine is at hand!
just wanted to say how much I appreciated this, TriciaCT. It's definitely the most powerful angel story I've heard from someone I (sort of) know, and I've been thinking about it a lot in the past few days. I don't think I'll ever look at the moon the same way again.
I also get pennies, and 4's. I'm the baby in a family with 6 kids, and I'm almost 76. My brother Jon, who was only five years older, was the only one that seemed to care about us, as we have always been on the poor side. Anyway, my husband, Arlie had arthritis, and congestive heart failure,and a few days after Jon died, he came to Arlie in a dream, put his hand on Arlie's chest, a bright white light went into his chest, and Jon said ,'You need this more than I do'. Arlie felt Jon was giving him a jump start to go a few more years.
Thank you too Coyote - and Everyone here. This happens to be my favorite topic to post and read lately. A break from the Orange nightmare we are living in.
I have always loved Angels. I used to create and sell angels at craft fairs and collect pictures or calendars of angels. I always believed in them and felt so blessed to have witnessed them that one time with my husband.
Sometimes I believe angels appear as just humans. My father was also saved by 5 people (who had to be actual angels). When I was in my 20s (about a year after my mother died) 1984, my father had somehow raised a 3 story HEAVY wooden ladder up to the 2nd floor of our two family house (thus it was technically 3 floors up because of the garage taking up one whole floor). My dad was trying to paint he trim, I was home alone in our first floor apt when I heard him yelling HELP HELP! The ladder had fallen and I tried so hard to bring it back up but I couldn't. My dad was literally hanging by his finger nails on the trim and he said he couldn't hold on and was about to let go. All of a sudden a car appeared in our driveway (out of nowhere), a somewhat small 4 door sedan, and five huge men around my age that looked like football players got out of the car and said "Don't worry Jerry (my dad's name), we'll get you down" (they also said hi to me and knew my first name which was odd because neither my dad or I ever met any of them before and never saw the car before). They got the ladder up and saved my dad within seconds. Then they just disappeared after I hugged my dad!
This kind of stuff has always happened for my dad. It seems like he had "9" lives until he passed at the age of 90. Yet funny thing is my dad was kind of a cross between an Italian version of Archie bunker and Mr. Magoo (lol) so not sure why a legion of angels was assigned to save his butt every now and then but they sure stayed on the job for a long time! 😘
And once you become aware of the synchronicity and messages, it only imcreases and grows and grows.
I feed stray animals and always have from earliest childhood on. It brought a lot of lost or hurting or even starving animals to my doors but also cost me in many ways as their populations grew both inside and outside of my house.
The day I started this 11:11/Pennies/Rainbows/ etc.etc. thread, one of the newest refugees not only came to my door but when I opened it to greet the little unneutured male cat who been canvassing our neighborhood for scraps, he walked right in to my house.
I glanced at the clock and yes, it was 11:11 a.m. I knew he was meant to join the my inside family not outside ones. He's been here getting tamer, more loving and learning to play and purr with happiness.
Now, the future of vet bills and more pet food and creature pet comforts is in my predictive future.
I’ve been thinking about your affinity for angels and thought you might appreciate the Annie Dillard essay, “A Field of Silence” from her book Teaching a Stone to Talk. The essay is a meditation on angels. It’s a rather short piece, so you may be able to find the stand-alone text online. But Teaching a Stone to Talk in its entirety is a gem as well.
Today is February 2, 2020.
It is Groundhogs Day and a huge synchronistic chain of numerical events through time and space.
Numerically dated it is a palindrome that reads the same both forwards and backwards:
The previous palindrome date in all formats came 909 years ago on 11/11/1111. The next will come in 101 years on 12/12/2121 and after that there will not be another until 03/03/3030.
Solihull School Maths Department wrote on Twitter: "Today is a Palindrome Day in all date formats (UK, USA, ISO). It's also a palindrome day of the year (33) and there are a palindrome number of days left in the year (333). Quite a unique day!"
It really is pretty unbelievable and just goes to show the unparalleled patterning in time, space and all dimensions of reality.
Tonight we are holding meditative space together as send for light, love and prayers into the world and our greater and higher selves and universes.
Join us from your own space wherever you are during any or all times but we are listing it as
Feb. 2, 2020
Eastern 9 pm
Central 8 pm
Pacific 6 p.m.
I honestly don't know what I believe in anymore. I am starting to feel like an atheist actually.
I used to have a strong knowing that there was a God, and angels, and Heaven.
But I was bipolar, delusional, and engaged in a lot of magical thinking. I am believing I hallucinated seeing my father's spirit. He was so stern that I can't fully believe it was him. The visions of heaven in dreams and visitations ended when the bipolar diagnosis and medication began.
So it was very surprising to me this weekend when we went for a drive and saw a rainbow. Just a piece of a rainbow. and typically when I have lost faith, and feel little hope, a rainbow appears to hearten me and to let me know there is something more.
No rain before it. It was the same piece of rainbow I saw when my dog had died last year, and I had been asking my dog to please, please visit me in dreams. But he hadn't.
It was my mother's birthday this past weekend and I had spoken to my father, in case he could hear me, just in case.
As we got out of the car to view the rainbow by the lake, the sun had begun to set. And as I watched the sunset I saw a shadow of a figure right under it. Then all at once, there were two. It was the first time I have had a supernatural sighting since regaining my sanity. I am not who I was, I do not process as I did.
My man did not see anything, but he listened to me and did not invalidate or belittle me. (That sums up why I now have this new man in my life) I did not feel the elation and mania I used to but I couldn't help thinking, "Maybe that was my dad and my dog."
I am still not sure what I believe. I no longer have that knowing. All I know for sure is that I believe in love. I believe in this man. I love this man. I love that we saw a rainbow together and drove to the lake. I love that he listened to me and believes in ME.
And for now, that knowing about love is enough.
Oh, I just love this post so very much. It truly brought tears to my eyes.
There is a very fine line between mystics and mania(cs) as someone once said. And God (or any other name for all that cannot be otherwise explained) is just a word for a name that the Old Testament said should never be spoken. Through years of translations through many changes and losses of original meanings we can really on go through the faith we develop in learning our truth for our feelings and our beliefs in and for ourselves.
And you have just illustrated the whole meaning and symbolism of this just by sharing all of this right now.
That to me is the essence of spiritual belief..feelings, sightings, connections creating hope, answering wishes and hope--that we can name and call prayers--- and knowing deep inside we felt something special and had a sign and an appearance of a beloved and of love and therefore of the magic and goodness of a "Godly moment".
You had all of this and shared it with us and I recognize love and faith and spirit and "God" in all of this and in you and your heart.
And you have the love and support of all of us here. You have your man and us, and are not alone. ❤️
I posted this elsewhere, but when my husband and I drove home late at night (1am) from his mother's funeral I saw his mother being guided to the light by 3 Angels. I told my husband "you won't believe what I'm seeing right now" and he stopped the car on the highway because he said "YOU are seeing it too??!!" and we watched it together. First time someone who is not a believer ever saw that with me too. What a blessing! 😇