It’s Just Numbers

August 6, 2017


“11:11 is the Universe knocking itself out to give you evidence of your alignment.”
~ Abraham Hicks


A few months back my beloved stepdaughter, who had just turned thirty, asked what number birthday it was for her paternal grandmother. I said that Oma had turned eighty last fall. Justine was stunned. “Eighty,” she gasped. “Really? EIGHTY?” I answered with a simple, “Yes,” and then added, “In fourteen years I will be eighty.” Again, she gasped in shock and awe. To which I replied, “Yep, and in fourteen years you will be forty-four.” This was met with absolute silence. And then we both laughed. It’s only numbers. Here are some “number moments” from my life story.

Weight – I remember the first time the number on a scale influenced my self-esteem. We were in 7th grade and getting weighed in P.E. class, in front of dozens of other girls. For the first time my weight went above 110 pounds. In fact, I weighed in at a whopping 117. I remember the shame I carried when another Kathy’s weight logged in at my previous number of 110. It was that day that I gave my power over to numbers on a bathroom scale. Fast forward several years to when I participated in Weight Watchers. They required a weekly weigh-in, with privacy. I recall the facilitator saying that the number on a bathroom scale is information only. Just feedback. It is up to me whether I give that number power. This revelation allowed me to release the story from the 7th grade weigh-in. I also released from mental bondage the P.E. teacher and the other Kathy, and every weight I’ve ever weighed.

Age – A friend in Ireland is so fascinated by my age, in her mind thinking I appear much younger, that she often asks her friends to guess. In front of me! You can imagine the discomfort this causes in the other, especially men. Usually they guess about ten years younger than I am. Then we all have a good laugh realizing that because I look younger than my age, I have a secret. The secret is that I am old. Suddenly, unbeknownst to those present, the joke implodes and I start to feel old. The real corker was a few years ago. My friend introduced me to her sister. They were both in their forties. I found out later that my friend grilled her sister about my age. She guessed fifty. I was at the time sixty-three years old. When the sister learned that she said, “Oh, I bet Kathleen was a fine looking woman back in her day.” This was, I believe, meant to be a compliment. All I could do was blink my eyes and smile, says she who is now sixty-six.

Numbers have been related to spirituality and religion since the beginning of time. Think of the Ten Commandments, the Twelve Stations of the Cross, the 8-Fold Way of Buddhism, plus the 12-steps of recovery from addictions. We humans resonate and align with numbers. So why not have fun with it?

If you’re on Facebook with me, then you know I occasionally like to post numbers. It’s become a spiritual practice. I type 8:11 when I see that on the digital clock. It was my house address growing up in Ames, Iowa. It always brings me a smile. When I see 9:11, I prayerfully pause to remember that fateful day in 2001. A friend, a night owl, likes to post in military time, like 22:22. Other favorites are 2:22, 3:33 and 4:44. And the best of all is seeing 11:11 on the clock and posting it.

The next full moon is Monday, August 7th, precisely at 11:11am, Pacific time. I’m going to set the alarm on my clock to remind me to notice. It might be a good time for me to step on the scales or starting planning for my 67th birthday. It’s just numbers.

Check out this website for information related to number sequences.

Number Sequences from The Angels
by Doreen Virtue, Ph.D.

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