Tuesday, August 21, 2012

4.44.444

Numbers fascinate and intrigue me. They seem to have their own secret language, and contain a certain magic within them. Tell me your name, and chances are, I'll forget it within the first five minutes of having met you (it's not personal). But dates and numbers I recall and recount with ease, often many years down the track. It doesn't seem anything out of the ordinary to me - until someone makes mention of it. For as long as I can remember, I've been able to see the very fine yet invisible threads that tie everything together through numbers.

My life purpose number is 3 - I was born on April 24th, which means I was born exactly 3 months, 3 weeks and 3 days into the year. Not surprisingly, three shows up everywhere. But in more recent years, it's been 4's - 44 - 444 - that have had a presence I've found impossible to ignore. These numbers show up repeatedly - and often in very surprising and none-too-subtle ways.

Some years ago now, I had a reading with a local medium. A while back I re-listened to the tape recording of that reading. On the tape I heard myself telling her that the number 44 was coming up everywhere - but didn't elaborate, and I can't remember specifically what I was referring to at the time. But since then, 44 & 444 have seemingly appeared everywhere.

My father was born on the 4th of May - 4 months and 4 days into the year. For most of his working life he owned and managed his own drilling exploration business. I have very clear memories of those early years, growing up in a historic gold mining town in North Queensland - amongst drilling contractors and the drill rigs they operated - heading bush with Dad to visit the drill sites. It was a huge part of all of our lives for so many years. For our parents, it wasn't any easy life. Thinking about it all again now, the memories coming flooding back. We lived in a beautiful old u-shaped weatherboard house on a large block of land on the edge of Charters Towers - a house that was once the official base for the School of the Air and Royal Flying Doctor Service that serviced the outlying areas and outback properties. It was a bit like living on a farm - we had just about every imaginable kind of animal you care to think of, including a pet kangaroo. In August 2008, after a conversation with my sister in which she mentioned that the 40th anniversary of Dad's business would fall on the 28th of that month, it suddenly dawned on me that the business my father had founded 40 years ago, was officially born exactly 4 years, 4 months and 4 days after I was. And that, of course, means that one week from today, his business will mark it's 44th anniversary.

August 28th also happens to be Mum's birthday - 4 months and 4 days after mine (I've actually only just realised this). Our beloved brother Mark was also associated with the mining industry during his all too short life, and as such, it is also the day my family chose to scatter his ashes, after he passed away in December 2009. So this date is special, for a number of reasons.

A friend of Dads - someone I have, well, let's say 'intensely disliked' for as long as I can remember (I suspect it might have past life roots), just happens also to have been born on the 44th day of the year.

My two previous posts have been about my beloved little Mack - the blood tests we had which revealed his current health status were conducted on Dad's birthday - May 4th. I had a consultation with an animal communicator regarding the situation on July 10th - only to realise a couple of weeks later that July 10th was exactly 4 years and 4 months since the day I had my very first experience with channeling - March 10th, 2008.

Two of my beloved little soul companions were born on the 4th of April - the 4th day of the 4th month.

I spent many years working in the corporate world - stockbroking, finance, law etc (and for the most part hating it), before I found myself working within the digital print room of one of Melbourne's universities. From the moment I began that job, I felt so completely at home. It felt immediately right and so comfortable in being there. It was, for a time, the happiest I have ever been in any job I have ever had. I loved the university environment. And it wasn't long after I started that job, that I began to get into the photography. I'd had cameras over the years, and I'd bought a film camera whilst living in the UK many years before. But it spent a lot of years collecting dust. I even won a photo competition a year after beginning work there. I was so happy. However, all good things must come to an end (well, not all good things, but this certainly did). Circumstances pushed me into the position in the first place, and exactly 4 years later, circumstances pushed me out the door again.

On my 40th birthday, my ex, my beloved little canine companions and I spent an incredibly special weekend on a magical property in beautiful Mt Macedon. I was stunned when Rob pointed out to me that the old-fashioned wooden marble board game that we found in the gorgeous little cottage we were staying in was laid out in the shape of a large Star of David (my tattoo).

2008 was a year I think of very fondly. It brought with it some very special moments and had a lot of spiritual significance for me. On the day of my 44th birthday I had a pretty amazing tarot reading done, with someone who I would end up going to for another five readings after that. Sadly, she isn't doing readings anymore. Fastforward to 2012, and another four years have passed. I have no idea what the future holds, but I do now understand what the numbers have been pointing towards all this while.

I have a thousand examples of the presence of 44 and 444 in my life. But not just these particular numbers. There are certain other numbers that keep coming up again and again, and again. I find it fascinating. And when you stop and look more closely, you realise they aren't just random. They tell a story. They connect seemingly unrelated events and bind them together. The threads may be invisible, but they are there nonetheless. They come as signs, and validation, and they point the way forward. If you pay attention. If you really listen. You can hear what they are telling you.

This, incidentally, as I have only just realised, is the 88th post I have published on this blog (didn't intentionally plan it that way). :)

Love & light


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EDIT:

It's August 24th today. That means it's 4 months since my birthday. And 4 years and 4 months since my 44th birthday. In 4 days time it will be 4 years, 4 months and 4 days since my 44th birthday. It will be Mum's birthday - 4 months and 4 days exactly after mine. It will also be the 44th anniversary of Dad's drilling business.

I don't know what the numbers mean, if in fact they mean anything at all. But I do find them fascinating. They seem to have an energy vibration, a language, a magic all their very own.

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