Thanksgiving 2.
The picture was of my mileage when I pulled up and parked at work today.
My sister came in town today. It was Thanksgiving 2. I’ve had two early Thanksgivings already. Now I’m wondering what I’m going to do on real Thanksgiving.
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11:11
I have a relationship with the number 11. Specifically the clock time, 11:11. If you have too, google 11:11. You aren’t the only one.
It’s a numerological thing. The biggest coincidences of my reality happen on dates relating to the number 11. I look at the clock at 11:11 at the most significant or random moments. My head can rotate 180 degrees, and I will look right at 11:11. It happens all the time.
November 11 was one of those days. It was only a couple of days ago. 11/11/2009.
My take on it is, if you become fascinated enough with a superstition, you can actually experience beyond-chance circumstances that relate to your belief.
But of course they can only really have true meaning for yourself. If you go and talk about it to other people, they will naturally refute it verbally or in their own heads that there is a logical explanation for it, and it’s nothing special. That’s duality for you. Good, bad; fake, real; true, false, etc.
But isn’t that the beauty of synchronicities? We have the choice whether to believe in the magic of it, or we can be a boring-ass square, and explain things away.
I wrote about one of my significant synchronicities if you want to read it here.
I’m keeping track of where the traffic to my site is coming from. I thought this was a synchronistic little stat:
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That means that 11:11% of people who found my site typed in “carl jung’s theory of synchronicity” into google.
Oh the stories I have to tell about 11:11.
And for the love of Pete, you must listen to Kid Cudi, if you’d be into reality-questioning hip-hop.
