What if I told you that a particular date keeps recurring in my life that consist of events that have caused milestone changes in my life?
Is that a crazy thought?
I actually noticed it last year when reading an old journal. Since then, I’ve stumbled across three different instances in my life where July 16th has played significance in shaping who I am. I won’t mention these things publicly, but they all represent moments in my life when radical new ideas were introduced OR where I leave something behind and set a course that led me to radical new ideas.
I have to admit, I take a lot of stock in numbers and their significance in our lives. I watched the movie “The Number 23″ a great while ago and his obsession with the number 23 is similar to my obsession with numbers and their significance on my life. Oh, and an FYI, one of the three significant July 16ths was last year, subsequently is you add up the date: July 16, 2007 you can get the number 23. lol 7+1+6+2+0+0+7 = 23.
Stellar, eh?
I’m thinking about it today because my boss just walked in and we were talking about when we started working here and HIS start date was July 16th. Huh, I thought, that’s interesting as well. It doesn’t apply to me per se, but it did get me to thinking about it again.
I suppose my biggest wonder is now that I KNOW about this, will it affect any future instances of that particular date? Does my now SEEING a pattern (which I can discernably pinpoint 3 particular instances that had life-changing, idea changing affects on me–and probably more which I have no idea of how to verify or I was too young to know) in this date automatically void it of it’s significance until I forget about it again? I mean, I have to say, I am personally curious to see if anything significant will happen this year.
Then again, 1 of the 3 instances did not become signficant until I traced it back to that particular day. I mean, I knew the event that happened had an affect (and, honestly, it’s piddly, lame insignificant shit really) on me at the time, but it also drove me to other areas in which eventually blossomed out into bigger things–things which I found support for my divorce, friendships, new ideas, radical new beliefs, etc. It wasn’t so much an event, as it was a shift of focus for me on that particular year.
It makes me want to research my life a little more–go through old journals and see if there are any entries for that date (which is how I discovered this whole thing to begin with). I doubt I’ll be able to come up with anymore, but I am pretty sure there are more things that have happened on that day.
I find it all fascinating and interesting and very intriguing. I suppose that’s because I’ve been searching for a long time for any hints for a grand design, or some subtle plan that’s guiding my footsteps and nudging me along. You could call it a search for “God”, but perhaps not in the biblical sense of “God”. Perhaps fate would be a better word.
If anything interesting happens next Wednesday, I’ll let you all know. Don’t count on it, though, because I have done fucked the whole thing by discovering it.
