Words have always had the most significance to me. Before a word leaves my mouth or my fingers, it’s been carefully considered. A word holds power, whether it’s housed on the tongue or on the page. Little differences in words, such as an additional “s” or “t” can make all the difference in the world. This is one of the main reasons I try to never have a conversation worth depth through flat words on a screen or page. Words from our mouth and body work with expression and soul to convey our true emotions, whether or not the letters are all accurate.
Recently, I’ve been experiencing numbers in addition to words. The number 888 has been significant to me for awhile…and I just recently learned of it’s significance. 11:11 shows up from time to time, as well as 333. The other day 666 showed up and honestly scared me a little. I was carefully raised in a conservative southern religious family. To that belief system, 666 represents the devil, with a capital D. I used to hold the covers as close to my neck as possible all night long growing up, afraid the devil or his demons were waiting for their chance.
As i’ve grown in my own faith and knowledge, I’ve acquired wisdom in a few things. I no longer fear the dark or what I was taught lurks there. I firmly believe most of what humans would consider evil is formed by the human-mind and hands. Nature doesn’t see good and evil when it comes to life and death, gaining or loss….when the fox takes the bird for it’s dinner, the other birds don’t react with fear of something evil. That being said, I do get a feeling around some people and objects that makes me uncomfortable.
I believe each form of creation is it’s own vibration or frequency. Think of it as an endless amount of keys on a piano…and each has it’s own hammer and string to make it’s sound. Sometimes the sound from another makes my own frequency feel uneasy. That’s my cue to follow my instinct to not be the bird for a fox’s dinner.
Sometimes objects and people come together and the frequencies compliment each other so, that there’s a resounding sense of freedom and love….because true freedom is a word that exists within the word love..it can’t be separated.. This has only happened a few times in my life…and i equate it to that sense of “knowing” someone before meeting them. I imagine if i ever sense “home” on this earth’s measured length of keyboard, it will be a combination of keys, hammers, and strings that are in perfect harmony with my unique sound.
All this comes back to the number 555, which I saw for the first time today. It was right in front of me…and I believe it’s a way of communication from angels or beings that hold frequencies or keys beyond that of the earth’s range. 555 means a new chapter is beginning…it’s a time to leave the old and head toward the new. I’ve been struggling in this part of my life for many months now. Sometimes the old is so precious and connected to one’s soul, it’s hard to let go. But a longing, inner longing for personal freedom and a sense of belonging and home compels to me to begin making decisions that honor the message of 555 from higher places.
I don’t know if nature and heaven reach out to everyone in the ways Ive been experiencing since coming out almost 7 years ago. It began with an ear blockage that had no physical manifestation. I’ve come to learn that experience is a cue that heaven is reaching. I’ve learned that the tingles on each side of my head and crown all mean something for me and help me pay attention to living in the present. All the physical problems that have one by one made me more aware of the personal physical space my body absorbs point to an awakening….and I’m hoping with all that is in me, my full awakening brings a deep love in community with one other…and a deep love in community with my soul’s family.
We all are made brothers and sisters through this experience on earth. I wish all could experience that in this lifetime….some will.
Blessings!
AncientModernShaman 