Alexis, the cosmic giggle is strong with this one! As my friend Terence used to say, the universe loves a skeptic; it takes extra pleasure in slapping synchronicity across the face of someone who just rolled their eyes at it.
The fact that this keeps happening right after you mock it? That’s the cosmic sense of humour at work. If you really want to see some patterns, try switching to 24-hour time. Suddenly, 22:22 becomes possible, and all kinds of different combos open up.
“Funny,” this came across my feed today - I’m also on a 1111 and 333 journey right now. 2222 over the past 3 nights and 1111 all last week, I’ve been getting a text or notification at exactly that time, where I check my phone and boom. The universe apparently has a group chat we weren’t invited to.
Terence was seems to have been absolutely right, the universe loves a skeptic. Probably because we make the best reaction shots when it decides to show off!
I just finished chatting with ChatGPT's voice assistant, specifically asking it about the cognitive and neurological processes involved in numerology and repeating number patterns. I stopped the chat session. You then get a pop up telling you the duration of the chat. 4:44. That's one of my special numbers. You honestly could not make this shit up. And I promise it was entirely an accident.
[UPDATE: I checked - you can't see the chat duration until you end the chat. So it wasn't like part of my brain was keeping an eye on the duration and then intentionally ended it at the right time. This is freaky AF!]
The other day I took my kids to swim class and it was 2:22 when we got in the car. When we got back and parked in our garage it was 3:33. Then they went on to tell me that we were gone for 1hour and 11 mins. I always just guess I’m on the right path when it shows up so much. I don’t mind the sparkle. ✨
I love this piece...and love how you came to embrace it. I am constantly checking my gag reflex against my own "woo-woo" language and I love this line.."They made sense to my rational mind. They passed both the vibe check and the intellect test." I feel like I exist with half my brain in the clouds and the other half shoved in a book of logic and healthy skepticism. I am working on trying to get them to work with each other as I write haha sometimes they show up and sometimes I was poetic. For me it was about trusting myself and my power of discernment...which I think many people abandon. Doesn't mean I don't believe in wild things that others may scoff at, but I trust in the power of duality that I'm not believing blindly. That part takes some action. Excited to read more.
I really resonate with what you said about “half your brain in the clouds and the other half shoved in a book of logic,” Tara. That’s exactly the tightrope this piece was trying to walk.
It’s not about blind belief, it’s about trust plus discernment. Letting the poetic and the rational meet without canceling each other out. I love how you put it: “the power of duality.”
Great read! I am curious about the way the universe is whispering to you. I myself have similar experiences. When I first started out on this conscious path to become aware I would constantly see 333. Not so much anymore as new combinations of numbers show up. I find that they change as a grow or slip back to my old patterns of self. I like to think something greater then myself is whispering you are on the right path. However, The woo woo factor creeps hard and I feel clear resistance to it.
I totally get the woo-woo whiplash. One moment you're nodding at angel numbers, the next you're wondering if you've lost the plot. But the timing… the patterns… they keep showing up, don’t they? I’ve found that the resistance is often part of the message. Like a gentle cosmic side-eye saying: “Keep going, even if you don’t fully believe.” Thanks for reading and for sharing your own whispers.
Is it a ‘coincidence’ that I read this 33 minutes after I ended a zoom call in which we shared our stories about repeating numbers and signs and their significance in our lives? I do not think so. What a lovely post about coming into believing it’s more than!
Not a coincidence at all. 33 winks back at you :) Love how these patterns sneak through the cracks exactly when we're ready to notice. Thanks for reading, and for trusting the more than!
Last night, July 23rd, a few hours after writing publishing this post, I accidentally glanced at my daughter’s iPad and saw the time: 22:33. I thought, Hmm. 2233 on the 23rd day of the month. Curious, I googled “meaning of 23”, and just like I mention in my post, all I found was a flood of copy-paste angel-number fluff that made me roll my eyes (again) with that same skeptical smirk I’ve come to know well.
I subscribe to Mitch Horowitz's Substack (highly recommended!). And yesterday he posted the following in his private chat for subscriber, which I didn't read until this morning of July 24th:
"Friends, Good afternoon and welcome to day twenty-three.
As some of you are aware, the numeral 23 holds special significance as a universal “wink of meaning” to several artists I love, which some of you may too, including Genesis P-Orridge, William Burroughs, Colin Wilson, and Robert Anton Wilson.
We are all interested in receiving messages, either from our integrated psyches, some greater force, or both (as they are probably the same or intimately linked). Such messages do reach us. I got one today. It was dramatically unpredictable and dramatically helpful.
Nothing is exclusive in our 30DMC group. So goes one, so go us all. Hence, I think it is fair to say that we are all primed today to receive a special and deeply individualized message. One that is private to your needs. Writing this without having been online for about twenty-four hours, I warrant that some of you have already received such personal messages.
I invite you to this today. A message, it seems to me, can occur with or without preparation. Bill Wilson of Alcoholics Anonymous received his message in the throes of depression. You may receive yours in a moment of euphoria. Or standing on a checkout line.
I believe that cutting back on food intake / calories can help facilitate a message. As can quietude or meditation.
When your message reaches you, feel no urge to share it (unless you wish to). In the culture of search, we are sometimes pushed to overshare. I see no reason why group activities, like ours, require disclosure of intimacies. Sometimes disclosure dissipates versus affirms insight. In general, we disclose things to another—as in confession or therapy—to dilute the effect. This is among the reasons why occult revivalist Éliphas Lévi (1810-1875), considered silence a cardinal law of occult practice. Lévi, as some of you know, went to prison for his political beliefs. (This turned out to be revelatory because it led to his reading the works of Emanuel Swedenborg while locked up). So when Lévi says something, I think it carries weight.
Of course, if you feel that your message has general use for the group—and that we are helped and built by learning it—then please act on that.
I say the following without sentimentality: this is a great day for this group. You have put in the effort and have earned it.
I wish you all much warmth. -M-"
And, of course, it hit me like a thunderbolt.
Despite being familiar with Burroughs, Colin Wilson, and RAW, I had never heard of 23’s significance to them. But now? It’s landing differently. Not as a belief system, but as a personal nudge. A cosmic inside joke with just enough bite to cut through my doubt.
It’s as if the universe is saying (once again): You still think this is random? And I have to laugh. Because it’s the same pattern playing out all over again.
Mocked into meaning. Worn down by precision. And, as Mitch said, maybe primed for the message... not by faith, but by resistance.
Alexis, the cosmic giggle is strong with this one! As my friend Terence used to say, the universe loves a skeptic; it takes extra pleasure in slapping synchronicity across the face of someone who just rolled their eyes at it.
The fact that this keeps happening right after you mock it? That’s the cosmic sense of humour at work. If you really want to see some patterns, try switching to 24-hour time. Suddenly, 22:22 becomes possible, and all kinds of different combos open up.
“Funny,” this came across my feed today - I’m also on a 1111 and 333 journey right now. 2222 over the past 3 nights and 1111 all last week, I’ve been getting a text or notification at exactly that time, where I check my phone and boom. The universe apparently has a group chat we weren’t invited to.
Terence was seems to have been absolutely right, the universe loves a skeptic. Probably because we make the best reaction shots when it decides to show off!
Channeling my inner Terence: "Skepticism isn't a barrier to profound experiences, it's a prerequisite for them."
The universe saves its best magic tricks for the people who won't be fooled by cheap sleight of hand.
Thanks for sharing your article and wishing you many more profound synchronicities!
I just finished chatting with ChatGPT's voice assistant, specifically asking it about the cognitive and neurological processes involved in numerology and repeating number patterns. I stopped the chat session. You then get a pop up telling you the duration of the chat. 4:44. That's one of my special numbers. You honestly could not make this shit up. And I promise it was entirely an accident.
[UPDATE: I checked - you can't see the chat duration until you end the chat. So it wasn't like part of my brain was keeping an eye on the duration and then intentionally ended it at the right time. This is freaky AF!]
That’s wild and so good. 4:44 showing up right after that convo? You’re in the zone!
I'm in the right place, at the right time, doing the right thing :)
That's my mantra! That's what 4:44 always reminds me.
The other day I took my kids to swim class and it was 2:22 when we got in the car. When we got back and parked in our garage it was 3:33. Then they went on to tell me that we were gone for 1hour and 11 mins. I always just guess I’m on the right path when it shows up so much. I don’t mind the sparkle. ✨
That’s beautiful. And I love how your kids were the ones to point out the 1:11. It’s like the whole outing was wrapped in sparkle! ✨
They are pretty magical. ✨
I love this piece...and love how you came to embrace it. I am constantly checking my gag reflex against my own "woo-woo" language and I love this line.."They made sense to my rational mind. They passed both the vibe check and the intellect test." I feel like I exist with half my brain in the clouds and the other half shoved in a book of logic and healthy skepticism. I am working on trying to get them to work with each other as I write haha sometimes they show up and sometimes I was poetic. For me it was about trusting myself and my power of discernment...which I think many people abandon. Doesn't mean I don't believe in wild things that others may scoff at, but I trust in the power of duality that I'm not believing blindly. That part takes some action. Excited to read more.
I really resonate with what you said about “half your brain in the clouds and the other half shoved in a book of logic,” Tara. That’s exactly the tightrope this piece was trying to walk.
It’s not about blind belief, it’s about trust plus discernment. Letting the poetic and the rational meet without canceling each other out. I love how you put it: “the power of duality.”
I’m glad you’re a numerology convert 😉… “one of us, one of us…”
Haha, I'm not sure if I've converted or just been worn down by divine prank energy. Either way, the signs are relentless... and oddly persuasive! 😅
Great read! I am curious about the way the universe is whispering to you. I myself have similar experiences. When I first started out on this conscious path to become aware I would constantly see 333. Not so much anymore as new combinations of numbers show up. I find that they change as a grow or slip back to my old patterns of self. I like to think something greater then myself is whispering you are on the right path. However, The woo woo factor creeps hard and I feel clear resistance to it.
Thanks solid piece of writing.
I totally get the woo-woo whiplash. One moment you're nodding at angel numbers, the next you're wondering if you've lost the plot. But the timing… the patterns… they keep showing up, don’t they? I’ve found that the resistance is often part of the message. Like a gentle cosmic side-eye saying: “Keep going, even if you don’t fully believe.” Thanks for reading and for sharing your own whispers.
Is it a ‘coincidence’ that I read this 33 minutes after I ended a zoom call in which we shared our stories about repeating numbers and signs and their significance in our lives? I do not think so. What a lovely post about coming into believing it’s more than!
Not a coincidence at all. 33 winks back at you :) Love how these patterns sneak through the cracks exactly when we're ready to notice. Thanks for reading, and for trusting the more than!
So here's a super relevant update.
Last night, July 23rd, a few hours after writing publishing this post, I accidentally glanced at my daughter’s iPad and saw the time: 22:33. I thought, Hmm. 2233 on the 23rd day of the month. Curious, I googled “meaning of 23”, and just like I mention in my post, all I found was a flood of copy-paste angel-number fluff that made me roll my eyes (again) with that same skeptical smirk I’ve come to know well.
I subscribe to Mitch Horowitz's Substack (highly recommended!). And yesterday he posted the following in his private chat for subscriber, which I didn't read until this morning of July 24th:
"Friends, Good afternoon and welcome to day twenty-three.
As some of you are aware, the numeral 23 holds special significance as a universal “wink of meaning” to several artists I love, which some of you may too, including Genesis P-Orridge, William Burroughs, Colin Wilson, and Robert Anton Wilson.
We are all interested in receiving messages, either from our integrated psyches, some greater force, or both (as they are probably the same or intimately linked). Such messages do reach us. I got one today. It was dramatically unpredictable and dramatically helpful.
Nothing is exclusive in our 30DMC group. So goes one, so go us all. Hence, I think it is fair to say that we are all primed today to receive a special and deeply individualized message. One that is private to your needs. Writing this without having been online for about twenty-four hours, I warrant that some of you have already received such personal messages.
I invite you to this today. A message, it seems to me, can occur with or without preparation. Bill Wilson of Alcoholics Anonymous received his message in the throes of depression. You may receive yours in a moment of euphoria. Or standing on a checkout line.
I believe that cutting back on food intake / calories can help facilitate a message. As can quietude or meditation.
When your message reaches you, feel no urge to share it (unless you wish to). In the culture of search, we are sometimes pushed to overshare. I see no reason why group activities, like ours, require disclosure of intimacies. Sometimes disclosure dissipates versus affirms insight. In general, we disclose things to another—as in confession or therapy—to dilute the effect. This is among the reasons why occult revivalist Éliphas Lévi (1810-1875), considered silence a cardinal law of occult practice. Lévi, as some of you know, went to prison for his political beliefs. (This turned out to be revelatory because it led to his reading the works of Emanuel Swedenborg while locked up). So when Lévi says something, I think it carries weight.
Of course, if you feel that your message has general use for the group—and that we are helped and built by learning it—then please act on that.
I say the following without sentimentality: this is a great day for this group. You have put in the effort and have earned it.
I wish you all much warmth. -M-"
And, of course, it hit me like a thunderbolt.
Despite being familiar with Burroughs, Colin Wilson, and RAW, I had never heard of 23’s significance to them. But now? It’s landing differently. Not as a belief system, but as a personal nudge. A cosmic inside joke with just enough bite to cut through my doubt.
It’s as if the universe is saying (once again): You still think this is random? And I have to laugh. Because it’s the same pattern playing out all over again.
Mocked into meaning. Worn down by precision. And, as Mitch said, maybe primed for the message... not by faith, but by resistance.