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Embracing The Aquarian Age
Experience:
11:11 and 22:22 (constantly)
The only fear I get is not being
able to be sufficiently open-
hearted to accept it when it comes.
Because it is calling Our
collective attention. Pisces Era
is finished. Let us embrace
Aquarius with open heart and
fearless. Let us accept it is time
to move on our evolution spiritual
path. Let us accept our own Light.
Pay attention to the news.. too
many 11's are happening and time-
gap between them is getting
slimmer and slimmer..
Bless You ALL, for you will be
fortunate to SEE what's heading
our way.
May the Cosmo enlight your way
back home..
Name: Patricia
Location: Lisbon, Portugal
A Premonition Of Impending Disaster
Experience:
A Thanksgiving Day Inspiration
by G. H. Cadwell III
I already told part of this to
Kevin and Earl before our little
transformer oil fandango on
11/24/10 so I have witnesses. Much
earlier that morning when I was
trying to sleep, I did one of
those 'eyes pop open wide awake'
things. I looked at the clock and
it displayed 1:11 am. I fell back
to sleep and it happened again;
the clock read 2:22 am. I awoke a
third time and yes; it was 3:33
am. I remember thinking prior to
drifting off the last time, ?Well
at least there is no 6:66 am.?
I woke up for real to get ready
for work at 4:15 am. The first
thing I do in the morning is let
the dogs out, then I put on the
coffee pot. I remembered the three
wake ups and the clock when I saw
the digits on the coffee pot. I
said to myself, Something or
someone was trying to give you
some kind of a warning there.?
Lloyd, who questions everything I
say would ask, Why did you say
that to yourself? I would
answer, because it was
an alarm clock.
While the dogs are outside, I feed
my daughter's cat that lives in my
garage. The cat lives there and
must be fed at that time because
the dogs hate it. I opened the
door to the garage and the stupid
cat, or maybe not stupid, or maybe
not the cat, had knocked over a
can of old paint. There was a
small puddle of congealing goo on
the garage floor right at the
entry. I stepped in the mess with
my bare foot. The cat also ran
through the paint and then into
the house tracking its little
beige paws prints across the tile.
I could already see what kind of
day this was going to be as I
hopped on my left foot to get a
paper towel to wipe off the bottom
of my right foot. After I cleaned
most of the muck from my sole, I
found an old towel and wiped up
the paint from the garage floor. I
also tried to wipe up the paw
prints that hadn?t already dried.
When I was done, I set the towel
on top of the recycle trash
container in the garage because my
other trash cans were still
outside from Monday.
I put the cat, with its food and
water, back in the garage. I let
the dogs in and got them fed. I
looked at the oven clock
unintentionally and it displayed
4:44 am. I said to myself that
that clock is not an alarm clock,
but then I remembered it makes a
beeping noise when set, after a
certain amount of cook time has
expired.
I poured myself a cup of coffee
and headed for the bathroom to get
ready. As I walked through the
bedroom on the way, I looked at
the real alarm clock; it was
reading 4:44 am.
I somehow managed not to fall and
kill myself while taking my
shower. I made it through the rest
of my morning ritual without
incident. Well, a vitamin pill did
get stuck in my throat, but I got
it down with the fifth slug of
coffee; better than having choked.
The last activity I perform before
leaving for work is walking the
dogs. Letting them out to the
fenced yard is not good enough for
them, they want the additional
fifteen minutes of comradery. The
first walk is Duke and Shadow. As
we came back down our road in the
direction of the house, I saw the
recycle garbage truck turn into
the cul-de-sac up the street from
mine. I tried to get the dogs to
move faster as I recalled the
container was still in the garage.
They both ran off on a different
tangent nearly ripping my arms
from their sockets; this is a
common occurrence so it didn't
count as peculiar to that morning.
I got them back to the front door
as the truck turned into my
street.
I ran through the house to the
garage to get the recycle trash. I
flung up the garage door with my
eyes on the cat. I had to warn the
cat to stay inside so it wouldn?t
run off and become lost in the
darkness outside by stomping my
foot; what was I thinking? Out of
the corner of my eye, I grabbed
the towel from the top of the
recycle container to put it in one
of the garbage cans right outside
the open garage door. The towel,
as you would guess, was wet paint
side up so my hand got coated. I
found enough discipline not to
wipe my hand on my shirt. I
smeared most of the paint from my
hand to the clean side of the
towel. I dragged the recycle trash
outside, closed the door without
letting the cat out and made it to
the street just ahead of the
oncoming truck; something that
sort of went right.
I took Titan for his walk without
incident. I drove to work without
an accident or speeding ticket. I
meant to check my location at 5:55
am, but I forgot because there was
a good song on the radio. I
figured at that point that maybe I
was going to make it clean through
the rest of the day most
particularly because I hadn't
strangled myself with Vitamin C.
At around 11:11 am (not sure
because I didn't look, but if not,
it was close so it counts), Berry
Foster called and told me,? It
looks like we have spilled diesel
fuel on the North Berm by Fire
House #6. It turned out that it
was transformer oil, but it's all
bad juju to a wood duck.
One of my lingering memories on my
arrival at the oil spill scene was
an Engineer, who remains nameless
and still oblivious, walking
through a puddle of oil that was
spilled across the safe walk path
as she strolled to the Rusty
Building. I did not correlate the
oily, size one footprints that
tracked down the green pathway
behind her to the cat's paw prints
until I got home that night. When
I saw the remnants of the paint on
the tile by the garage entry I got
an adrenaline rush; brushed by an
angel?
The moral of this story is that
when your guardian provides a
premonition of impending disaster
pull the plug on your alarm clock,
get back in bed and let Kevin
Farris be in charge of the oil
spill cleanup. Don't be hard
headed; take a hint.
In retrospect, it is extremely
awesome when a protector wakes you
to that higher consciousness and
reminds you beyond any reasonable
cause for disbelief that angels
are daily trying to guide us; when
we are willing to open our eyes
and listen.
Name: George Cadwell
Location:Fl, USA
Rapid Spiritual Advancement
Experience:
Hello,
I too would like to
know more about this. I've read the
other comments with interest and I
hope you find this one of
interest.
I'm 57 and have been seeing this
11:11 for 2-3 years now. I've had
numerous other unusual experiences
but I'm not going into all of them.
Coincidentilly ( or maybe not so )
I started reading a lot of books
about spiritualty at about the
time this started happening. I
first started paying attention to
this at my parents home. My father
is nearing the end of his life and
I thought maybe it was some sort
of eminent warning about his
death. Then I started noticing it
more; eleswhere. I too, got the
feeling it meant something.
It is kind of spooky how often it
will happen. Like when you wake up
at night and walk in the kitchen
and its 1:11 and this just keeps
happening.
I sent an e-mail to a famous
person who has written of his
outdoor & spiritual adventures but
his associate said he didn't know
anything. Now I think he just
didn't want to get involved.
Then I learned on another forum
that those who let's say focus on
angels believe that the angels are
taking a snapshot of your thoughts
at this moment and that other
number sequences are also
significant and this is how angels
communicate with us.
I do believe in angels and I do
pray often and I do believe they
are being answered. Mostly when I
pray for others. I've also become
aquainted with the law of
attraction and am seeing this
manifest as well. I don't have
time to say everything that has
happened to me but I have
experienced the lights going out
when I'm near sometimes. This was
brought up in another discussion.
I'm certain this has something to
do with my energy or intensity.
Conicidentilly I've been receiving
e-mails from someone who works at
NASA and have come to find out
he's having the 11:11 experience,
too.
I read a book " Blessings In
Disguise " by Carolyn M. Ball and
discovered that the date 11:11 is
one of the sacred windows in time
for transformational energies.
Here are some other semi quotes
I've found ( they probably aren't
exact so please forgive me;
they're from personal notes and I
hadn't planned on writing this and
no distortion is intended ). "
11:11 means... gateway; the door
to your evolving self. Your place
within the current ascension of
the planet " -Eileen Smith. This
from Jonathon Cainers web site- "
Apparently when people undergo a
phase of rapid spriritual
advancement they often find
themselves spontaneously glancing
at their watch or clock at 11:11
AM. Well, got to go...it's almost
11:11 ( just kidding )
Name: elfking
Location: Mississippi USA
Eleven's Every Time
Experience:
My birthday is 6-11-58 my daugher
is 11-11-90. a year ago my
daughter told me that when she was
in class at school, every time she
looked at the clock it was 11.11.
i started noticing in my truck
everytime i look at it is says
11.11 or sometimes 111. it has
been really getting to me. i have
been telling people that there is
something about the number 11. no
one believes me. i can not explain
it i just know it means
something. but what ?
Name: Kay
Location: Alabama us
A Special Memory of Dad
Experience:
My father dying of cancer had
noticed several times that the
digital clock was displaying 11:11
and he would say to my
stepmom "look, it's 11:11". He
died on Nov.11. (11/11) Since
then, when I see my digital clock
read 11:11 I think of my dad. I'm
not a clock watcher and I don't
even wear a watch but I could be
anywhere and at the very moment I
look I see 11:11 appear. In
addition, I was born in 1956 and
in the year 2012 I will be 56
years old.
Name:Keith
Location: usa
Major News at 11:11
Experience:
I see it since my childhood.
close to 11:11 CST ON 11 march11 i
learned that crescent city
california had just been hit wit a
tsunami wave which did some damage!
Name: larry kelderhouse
Location: Missouri usa
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