The Universe communicates in various ways.
We get visual, auditory, and extra sensory perceptions when we are alert enough.
I've been seeing 11:11 for a few months now. As I glance up at a clock and without forethought, I see 11:11. It seems like an invitation into a portal.
A portal perhaps to get me to my higher path or simply to help me see more clearly.
To help me see more clearly, that I create my reality?
A portal to be more present to what is?
A portal to?
A world of depth.
I want to enter the world of ease and grace. A world where there aren't just signposts, but, beautiful synchronous moments and events.
Eleven- eleven seems to point to a divine matrix. A matrix where I can transcend the mundane.
I am discovering for myself what this number holds for me, as I continue to see butterflies and other signposts.
Signposts wherever I go. As I travel and spend time in my parent's homeland, I continue to see butterflies. I have also seen swans in statues, cups, and other forms. Signposts that make me smile, for they remind me that there is an internally rich world.
This is a short post. I'll share more upon my return from my adventure.
Warm regards dear readers.