I’m not superstitious, or in touch with the beyond in any way, but something weird has been happening. I am repeatedly seeing the number 357. Sometimes it is 3:57 on a clock. No matter where I see it I do a double-take because that is the same number as the house I grew up in.
Today, for example, I had been doing a few small fix-ups in the condo that I am going to move into next week. I was also there to take delivery of a new stove. All of those things were accomplished as planned (more or less) and so I left. I hadn’t managed to install some shelves, but I decided it was time to give up and go.
After I got to my car I realized that I had forgotten to turn off the air conditioning. At first I hesitated, but then I decided that I should go back and turn it off because I wouldn’t be back for a few days. So, I did exactly that. I went back, turned off the A/C, closed the blinds and then, as I reached for the door handle to leave, I noticed the number 3:57 on the microwave.
For some unexplainable reason, I thought it was a nod from my Mum. She was telling me that she liked this new place I had chosen to live in. Maybe it was both my parents. Regardless, I felt it as an affirmation.
As I said, this sort of thing has happened a few times recently; usually at night. I am frequently awake in the night and the moment I either wake or return to bed is often 3:57. I always notice it on my bedside clock with a moment of reflection.
After I left my new place this afternoon, and as I was leaving the parking garage, it dawned on me why I had struggled to re-install the closet shelves that the painters had removed. I had been trying to put them back in from above but I should have been sliding them in horizontally! Dammit, yes! I’m pretty sure that was my Dad showing me the solution.
Thanks, Mum and Dad. It’s nice to know you are around. Even if you aren’t, I feel good knowing that I remember you fondly as continually reassuring and wise elders. My teenage years weren’t my best, but you stuck with me through some struggles and you always took me back in after my leavings. Now it’s my turn to take in you, or your ongoing love, intangibly. I see you in 357.
Snowbird of Paradise 
Enjoy your spiritual signs. They are gifts for your soul. 💕
Thank you, Kristie. I will always enjoy moments to remember my parents.
Once again I find that you and I are alike in many ways and of course different too. I may also be superstitious though. I do not tell my 3 numbers to anyone. They appeared in my life several years ago. I don’t share them because should they appear when I am with someone, I don’t want them to alert me so to speak. In any case I look upon this as a message that what is happening is okay. When Frank died 3+ years ago my daughter heard a song on the radio that same time almost and she now considers it to be her Dad checking in with her. She has tried to share the song with me but every time it comes on, for whatever reason I can’t hear it. Very odd, right? Mysteries on a hot August day!
I love that you have your three numbers. I also love the mysteries. Two thumbs up to oddities!
Sounds like maybe you are in touch with the beyond. It sounds comforting, reassuring and loving. All great stuff in my book! (And what I have experienced with those who have gone before me.)
Thanks, Lorna. I am still a skeptic, but a reassured sleptic.
Oh, I like that! A reassured skeptic.
I love the unknown and believe there is so much we don’t know about here and beyond! Enjoy the comfort and believe…..
I will enjoy the comfort. The believing part may take a while, though.
A nice nod from otherworldly sources 🙂
Cue the Twilight Zone theme.
ahhh…357. I do believe it’s a nod from our angels. Even though I don’t believe in most of the stuff in the Bible. And this might not even be in the Bible as such, but I do believe in angels who check in with us from time to time and find ways to let us know that everything is OK.
That is a lovely thought, Sally.