Angel 11:11
Whew! I’m jumping in feet first here with this post but I think the time has come. (Literally – I just glanced at my computer clock and it’s 12:44! How do they DO that???!!)
Ok, I guess this is what I’m supposed to write about today, so here goes. Like many people all over the world I started noticing a funny pattern in my life. It started in December 1992 in the week between Christmas and New Year. I was in my living room with our little dog when I happened to glance at the clock on the VCR player. The time was 11:11 AM. I noticed the oddity of it but thought nothing more about it. Until it happened again. That afternoon my master, Angus McTavish the West Highland White Terrier, came and stood in front of me, his usual way of telling me it was time to let him go out. The snow was already close to a metre deep so it meant that I had to go out with him and dig a path for him to his run. As I glanced at the VCR clock, I noticed it was 4:44 PM and already quite dark. The oddity of the numbers registered dimly as I suited up but my attention was mostly on getting Angus into his little red sweater – a precaution against losing him in the deep snow! About ten minutes later and mission accomplished , we went back inside and the evening proceeded as usual. My husband and I were watching the late news on television when it happened again: I glanced at the clock. The time was 11:11 PM. I laughed and told my husband about the two previous time read-outs. We speculated about what might be causing me to look up just at that synchronous time but neither of us had any idea and we retired for the night a few minutes later.
Angel 11:11
The next thing I knew I felt Angus breathing on my face and realised it must time to let him out again. I was never entirely convinced that his night-time outings were necessary but how can one take a chance with something like that! As I got out of bed I glanced at the digital alarm clock: 4:44 AM. Right. Now the odd time thing had my attention! What was going on here? Angus went out and took care of business returning with enough snow between his toes to need a thorough cleaning with a towel and a cuddle for good measure. (Dogs are perpetual two year olds. Trust me on that.)
Getting To Be A Habit
The following morning I had forgotten the odd time thing again and was busy working when once again Angus was nudging my leg. This time he didn’t want to go out – he was bored and wanted to play. The clock read 11:11! What was this? And why was it happening to me – and our wee dog? (I swear to whatever gods there might be, as I am writing this blog it is now 1:11 PM!) The usual suspects came to mind: some kind of unconscious programming that meant nothing; some type of circadian rhythm phenomenon; or maybe the clocks were all in cahouts and trying to drive me mad. You know, the usual explanations. Not. The only thing that made sense was Jung’s Theory of Synchronicity. And that was just the beginning.
Daily Synchronicity
Nineteen years later it still happens – every single day. A synchronous event, I mean. Actually, it happens a dozen or more times a day, sometimes in all sorts of different ways. Actual events, digital clock time-prompts, phone calls, emails and, of course, here on this blog. Am I any closer to understanding it? Maybe. A little. The time and other numerical prompts are consistent (synchronous numbers on receipts, invoices for psychic or spiritual-related purchases, repeating names in a short time frame but different contexts), and occur in every permutation imaginable including the synchronicity champion, the D’ali Lama who pops up in the most amazing circumstances. As does one other spiritual being: the Archangel Uriel. I think 
I’ve made it clear that I have an open mind on the subject of what “Angels” are. I simply do not know but within the human consciousness paradigm there are a number of possibilities such as a variation on Jung’s Archetypes. In any case, this angelic energy we humans refer to as Uriel has been showing up a lot in my life. And I’m not even a particular fan of Archangels, except for Gabriel and Raphael who seem to me embodiments of some useful characteristics, namely delivering messages and healing illnesses or injuries. Practical Angels. I like that. As for Michael, I’m not sure. I rather like the idea of dragons as he obviously didn’t and I think whatever Angels may be they shouldn’t need weapons so Michael never held any appeal for me, unlike the unofficial ‘Saint’ Christopher who at least helped kids and seemed to be good at map reading. Anyway, that having been said, I never thought much about Uriel. He didn’t figure in the Catholic canon I grew up with so that might have something to do with it. But he’s been nothing if not persistent for about 16 years now so I’m beginning to take him (?) seriously.
The Angel Oracle
A few weeks ago I was reading about angels in general and came across this interesting tidbit: Uriel is the Archangel of the month of September (My computer just auto-saved this post at 1:44:33.Yeah…). I didn’t know they had months. I’ve always liked September, not as much as October, but still. Now here’s the funny bit. When I read about Uriel and September I thought about my sister, Brigid, who was with me the day I bought the Angel Oracle by Ambika Wauters (image left) published in 1995. In fact, we each bought an oracle. I liked the Wauters deck because of the artwork: the angels were not ‘cute’. (I hate cute.) Neither did they look like simpering airbrushed models with professionally styled hair and co-ordinated wardrobes, as though Barbie had suddenly sprouted wings! Wauters’ Angels looked…plausible: intelligent, compassionate but not push-overs. These seemed to be Angels one would work with.
I was preparing to move overseas at the time so we didn’t have a chance to go into the Angel oracle together and work with it on that visit in 1995.(OK, it’s now 2:22 PM. See what I mean?) I didn’t notice until much later that there was an anomaly in my deck. In fact, I only noticed it a year ago (September, 2010, oddly enough)! I had been having the urge to get out the oracle deck and work with it and I finally acted on the urge. I spread the cards out on the floor and started to study them, one at a time. It is my habit with any visual oracle including Tarot to focus on the image and make notes of anything that comes to mind, a kind of general free association exercise. As I did this with the oracle cards, I was startled to discover that my deck had 37 cards, not 36 as the book said it should! I turned them all face up and scanned them. And
there was… an extra Uriel. What was this? Two of the same image in one deck. What were the odds? I decided to check witih my sister to see if her deck likewise had an extra card so I emailed her about it. Perhaps there had been a run of such anomalies in one batch of decks. Turns out she lost her deck during a recent move but had never noticed anything unusual about it when she used the deck from time to time over the years, all Angels present and accounted for. Hmmm. With my curiosity tweaked I started researching Uriel. There isn’t all that much about this Angel (apart from the predictable silly season gibberish that claims to come from some channeled entity with a name that invariably sounds like a toddler’s attempt to speak in syllables, but meaningless ones). I won’t go into detail here on Uriel’s supposed pedigree because we will be exploring that in my Angels Webinar later this year. Suffice to say, that Uriel’s biography needs more research but just hold him in mind as you read what follows.
Synchronicities Multiply
Last week I had breakfast with a very dear friend. “Amy” is an artist who lavishes unconditional love on those of us lucky enough to come within her ambit, but especially children. She also has a knack for finding talented people and ‘promoting’ them by introducing their art work to other people. When we had finished eating, she brought out her latest find: a devilishly clever device that is
designed to form into 16 different geometric permutations. The maker of this product was selling them on the street where Amy had happened to park her car so naturally she went to talk to him and have a look at the device. It’s a fascinating thing that changes shape from bowl to hat to basket to what looks for all the world like a toy that’s shaped like a ‘flying saucer’! The maker of this device is apparently a mathematician who has had difficulty finding employment with the economy in its current state. In any case, he makes these items by hand which is no small feat as every curve and join must be absolutely precise. After we played with it for a few minutes I decided to order one. It’s a novelty item but I sensed something else in it, something I should not ignore. I pay attention to those kinds of feelings so I agreed to take one. We finished our tea and we both had things to do so we parted with a promise to get together for dinner one evening this week. When I arrived home, I had my post to work on and thought no more about the cunning device. Instead, I decided to catch up with one of my favourite genius
types, Dr. William Irwin Thompson. I first encountered this formidable intellectual in about 1972 in the pages of an unusual publication, Intellectual Digest. (Well I guess the cat is out of the age bag now!) He combines puck-ish good humour, razor sharp analytical skills, wide-ranging academic erudition and charm in one delightful package. As I Googled Seven Pillars Review where he writes a monthly column I was surprised to see a graphic design (see above right). It was a colourful model of a “tesseract” and strongly reminiscent of the device Amy had just shown me – except hers was rounded not angular. Not content to leave it at that I Googled “tesseract” and up came a remarkable page of information. The device Amy had is known as “rhombic dodecahedron”. I had come across a reference to a dodecahedron recently in another context which will be the topic of a future post so I won’t go into it here. However, the Thompson Tesseract put me firmly into Synchronicity territory and I was intrigued. And, it gets even better…
Just to review: So far the chain is:Archangel Uriel>Amy >Mathematician>Prof.Thompson>Tesseract>Rhombic Dodecahedron. The Google article covered a lot of information on the geometrical permutations arising from a single point. As I read through the article, I came upon a mathematical model that stopped me dead. And that is the subject of my next post.
To be continued…
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Photo credits: William Irwin Thompson Tesseract, Seven Pillars Review link HERE.
