The signs and symbols are everywhere, if open to seeing life as a cooperative, collaborative partnership.
Life is an extension of our own being; we are an extension of its being.
The experience of seeing 11:11 up to 30 times a day for several weeks was not only bizarre and surreal… but felt like the twilight zone. I could not believe what was happening, and was too afraid to tell anyone because I certainly thought everyone would think me crazy. But I knew what I was seeing; and it was real.
The most intense incident was an experience with a train. For a long time, I attempted to change, fix, heal and save someone I cared for. They dealt with addictions and ultimately, the only thing to do was facilitate an intervention. It was an intensely emotional and painful period in my life; particularly when I took them to rehab and left them there.
On the way back, train signals began flashing. I had to stop and wait. I placed my head on the steering wheel, praying and sobbing for the highest good, to be able to let go and for understanding. The train blared just before passing and I lifted my head. 11:11 was on every boxcar that passed me… 22 cars… giant 11:11s that spanned the width and height of each car. I was stunned. I blinked my eyes. I wiped my eyes…. Rubbed my eyes. I saw what I saw.