My mom and I were having a talk on the weekend in which she asked me what the 13:20 numbers in my email address meant. We got into a deep discussion of my view on time, and the idea of running on natural time versus the typical 12:60 constraint of time when running by a clock and calendar. It was pretty interesting, and gave me a good opportunity to put into words a concept that has worked for me for years, and increasingly (almost unbelieveably so!) in the past few months. I told her about time being art, and synchronicities and tried to explain how my life has been since choosing this path. I think she got it, although of course it all sounded a bit strange.
Afterwards, I headed out into my day to run some errands. In the first shop I visited, my purchases came to $20.13. I had a good chuckle at that, feeling like I was definitely in the flow.
The next place I visited, my purchases came to $13.20. Wo! Trippy.
It seems strange to say that a day of errands and chores could be mystical, but it sure seemed that way that day. I love how the world`s magic is clear to me right now even in the small things. Super cool.
And, because I know that part of this particular law of time focuses on telepathy, I`ll share one more story. I had a dream about a friend of mine last night in which she was pregnant and living with a guy named Jason, who had dark hair and only appeared in the dream for about two seconds. I was staying with her, and she was upset that I`d made a mess in her living room. She said that he would be upset, but when he came out of their room, he seemed really chill. I ran into her this morning at the local cafe and told her about the dream. Her eyes got wide as I got to the part about the guy, and she told me that she lost a friend in a car accident last week. His name was Jason and he had dark hair.
I was kind of freaked out and got shivers all over my body. She was like, ``That`s weird, Jo!`` I said maybe he was trying to send a message from beyond that he`d wished he knocked her up, which got a giggle. But yeah, I think I may keep my dreams and psychic happenings to myself for a bit. Sort of intense sometimes.