Smorgasbord: “My poor baby!” x 2; More Angel Numbers; Raw Emotions; Animal Visits; and Pupil Jealousy?
“My Poor Baby!” x 2
- #1: I hurt one of my babies today. I was clipping Link’s claw with the clippers, and I must have been really careless because I cut into his paw. 😦 He cried out in pain, but he’s shown no other sign of pain since; he’s been walking fine and no complaints. But he was bleeding for a while, and I freaked out for quite a bit. Of course it was an accident, but I felt like a terrible Mom, and I didn’t know what to do. I knew what I would do if it were me, so I got some tissue, and held it to his paw. Then I actually put a band-aid over it, but he didn’t like that too much and took care of it pretty quickly. Then I just monitored him, feeling sorry for him and awful that I had been the one to do such a thing. I realized that cats get cuts sometimes from the silly things they do, and animals get injured out in the wild, and they make do, so this was not the end of the world. Since he wasn’t bleeding profusely, he’d survive. But I still feel like I need to make it up to him somehow (as I presently let him continue sitting on my lap, even though I desperately want to get up for some water and some chocolate).
- #2: My other baby is my car, and I guess I’m responsible for part of its pain, too. But mostly it’s just old and quirky. When I start up my baby, the “CHG OIL” light goes on and my digital clock creates its own new language. When I turn left, my turn signal blinks frenetically, signaling that my brake light is out AGAIN or my electrical system is still a bit wacko. And then there’s the rapping noise of some strappy, window-related thing that I don’t even hear anymore because I somehow willed it not to be there anymore. . . And I know it’s time to take the girl in. I’m usually pretty good about taking her in every 3-4 months. This time I’m up to 5, but part of that is because I just passed the 100,000 mile mark (Yay!) which means I’m due for a bit of a maintenance overhaul (Not so yay :-(). But I knew this was coming, and I already have a maintenance appointment scheduled for Friday. Hopefully nothing else will go wrong with my car before then. ::Foreshadowing alert:: No, really. Everything will be fine.
More Angel Numbers
So, I’ve heard that our angels/spirit guides like it when you ask them for help. So, I’VE BEEN ASKING. But I realize that a) I may not be noticing the signs or b) I may be noticing the signs, but I may be in denial. Anyway, here are 2 other number combinations that I realized have popped up within the last year:
- 49. It applies to the $49,000 chunk of part of my mortgage debt, and it struck me because my dad mentioned that his mortgage had also been $49,000. So, I thought I’d take a peek. According to Joanne Sacred Scribes:
“49 is a message from your angels that a project or cycle is ending and you are asked to look to your achievements and successes. Take the lessons from the experiences and use them to your future advantage. Finish off anything left undone. Repeating Angel Number 49 is a message that your angels are with you as you step through a new door of opportunity. As with all endings, it is the beginning of something new and as one door closes, another opens. Your angels ask that you focus on your goals, aspirations and life purpose, and remember to ask your angels for assistance along the way.” The term “lightworking” also popped up with the number combination.
- 27. I was timing my student on some touch multiplication facts, and she got 3 back-t0-back 27’s (seconds), which — is just unlikely. So, here’s what Joanne Sacred Scribes has for 27:
“Angel Number 27 is a message from your angels that new information or news of a positive nature is on its’ way, so listen to your intuition and heed its guidance for your highest good. Angel Number 27 is a message to believe in yourself, your intuitive messages and your inner-promptings. You have been receiving messages about your divine life purpose, and your angels encourage you to follow the guidance and directions accordingly. Trust that your angels support you in your spiritual endeavors.”
So, I guess I’ve gotta keep the faith. It’s tough for a worry-wart like me, but I’m listening, angels! Please keep trying to guide me!
I’ve decided that I have been put on this Earth to deal with intense emotions. I cannot believe how completely blissful I can feel during one part of the day, and how absolutely terrified or angry I can feel later that same day. Most of today I was nervous about my sessions with my tutoring students — especially my ACT tutoring session — and I was worried about my pending performance at the school talent show. (I sang “I Hope You Dance” by Lee Ann Womack.) The talent show went just fine, the ACT session was pretty good — I’m still stressing about it a bit — and life has gone on. I feel that I’m making this job/life transition so that I can be more relaxed and get back in touch with my true self and my spiritual guides — but I’m afraid that I’ll find something that will be just as stressful or just as awkward a fit as what I have now. I mean, what if it’s just me?
I like to notice special things — they may seem like random coincidences to most other people — like the number combinations and animal sightings. I think it’s a little odd that one morning I had a rabbit run out in front of my car, and a minute later, a crow landed in front of my car. I looked up both of those animals, and the impression I got was that I was supposed to be jumping on some opportunity. I have no idea what that opportunity was, so I hope I took it! And today it was spiders. The second one was not a big deal. It was a little black spider walking across the floor of the gym in front of the bleachers where I sat. But it was the second spider I’d seen in one hour. The first spider was much more interesting. It was a medium-sized/largish green spider that camouflaged perfectly with our Shaklee water pitcher. I was surprised because 1) I’d never seen a spider in the kitchen before. 2) It happened to be the exact same green as the water pitcher. 3) It happened to be on the water pitcher as I was filling it up! (I’m just pleased I had enough composure to quickly place it on the counter, rather than drop the poor pitcher again — I have some sort of problem involving dropping water pitchers: I’ve already broken 2!) I had some trouble researching and figuring out what the spider could be trying to tell me, but I found a LOT of green spider images on Google.
Yes, I am jealous of my students. Because what I’m trying so hard to find, comes so naturally to them — creativity. One of my students is an amazingly creative writer. I don’t think he realizes how ingenuous his ideas are. I want to write like that! And another makes magic with his highlighter art. Seriously. Where do those images come from? Why can’t I get myself to draw like that? This year I’ve become aware of how truly, and frighteningly powerful my critical side is, and it’s starting to make me mad. I’ve even started talking to it: You are holding me back. Do you know what you are doing? Why? Why are you doing this to me?! I’m not sure this one-way conversation is getting me anywhere, but at least I’m becoming more aware of it. Somehow I’ve got to get myself to play more. I need to unlearn what “life” has taught me and become a child again. Sigh. I wish there was an easy step-by-step program for that one. . .
And. . . that’s it for today! I’m hoping Brian will get home soon so that we can watch Castle, my new watch-while-I-grade TV series. We just started season 1, and I can’t believe how quickly I got addicted. But really, it has Nathan Fillion from Firefly in it. Of course I like it! Oh, dang it. I over boiled the mushroom ravioli, and there are now mushroom bits everywhere. Gotta go.