Now that I am 34 (gulp) it got me really thinking about the four ones that make up my birth date.
I have always known that there is something special about my birthday being 11/11/1981 and being born at 11:03 am.
Not only that, but it is also my moms birthday, which is also kind of special. My dad likes to take credit for this, as if he had some master plan to coordinate the timing of me coming into this world.
There is also something special about November, the colour of the changing leaves, the crisp air – I just love fall. I also fully embrace my astrological sign as a Scorpio. This means – I am intense, fiery, always balanced, focused, brave, ambitious, intuitive and I could go on of course. But this also means I am jealous, secretive, resentful, and manipulative, but only sometimes. Let’s focus on the positive traits here.
However it’s the 11/11 that has always been fascinating to me. I have always wanted to know why I always look at the clock at 11:11 either morning or night. This has been happening to me for years, I am sure many of you can relate. There are all kinds of posts and articles about this sacred sequence in ones, everything from dreams or wishes coming true, the link between mortals and immortals and angels watching over you. Which is all good and fabulous but how does this relate to me?
When I see the time whether it’s synchronicity or not, I still stop for the full minute and acknowledge it and think about my life. I make a small goal or wish in that moment. There is something just so special about that time for obvious reasons. The number 11 of course is my favourite number, how can it not be? I always use it as a reference point for anything I am doing, looking for unit or apt #’s, sending out newsletters at that time, seeing it printed on receipts, kilometers in my car – it’s my lucky number.
Whether this has any merit or makes anything different in my life, it still provides me with a way to find meaning in things that may otherwise have no significance at all. It gives me a sense of making sense out of something or it’s showing me a sign that I have made a good choice or I can make a choice. Why choose answer 9 on a multiple choice test (that I don’t know the answer too) when I can choose 11? Again bogus or not, it provides me with a sense of hope and gives me joy and at the end of the day that’s what we all want. We want something to look forward too, we want to find joy, patterns and repetition. If it’s a way of making me feel good, then that’s all that matters. Maybe my dreams or wishes will come true just from the sheer belief that they will.
If the eleven means that there is a short code between me and my angel, I will take. I will also just take it as a short code that I am manifesting good things into my life. If getting older each year gives me a sense of peace and clarity , then I will celebrate not only my birthday but the belief that everything is possible.
Cheers to 11 and all the special numbers that make you happy!
Happy Birthday to me, my mom and any other November 11th babies out there!
