Noticing the Pattern Everywhere

Last Tuesday while making coffee, I glanced at the microwave clock showing 11:34. Didn’t think much till that afternoon – my grocery receipt totaled $11.34. Weird coincidence, right?

But when my podcast timestamp stuck at 11:34 during my evening walk, chills ran down my spine. Grabbed my journal immediately:

• July 15th: Microwave clock freeze
• July 16th: Podcast glitch + gas pump showing $113.4
• July 17th: License plate ending 1134 near Starbucks

Breaking Down the Numbers

Dusted off my numerology books around midnight. Here’s what clicked:

• Double 1s: Screams “new beginnings!” Like when I quit my accounting job last spring
• 3: That creative energy – reminded me how pottery class saved me during lockdowns
• 4: Practical foundations stuff. Exactly when my wife started budgeting last year

Realized the sequence matters too: 1 (start) → 1 (momentum) → 3 (create) → 4 (stabilize). Like baking sourdough – first you mix, then rise, then shape, finally bake solid.

My Morning Meditation Experiment

Set Thursday alarm for 11:34 AM deliberately. Sat with my crappy dollar-store notebook:

First 10 mins: total mental fog. Then scribbled these disjointed thoughts:

• Unfinished terrarium project collecting dust
• Mailroom Phil’s retirement party next month
• That taco truck idea I sketched in 2020

Suddenly connected the dots – been hoarding creative energy like my grandma’s jam jars!

Taking Action Steps

Friday morning, I did three tangible things:

1. Resurrected the terrarium during lunch break
2. Volunteered to organize Phil’s send-off party
3. Dug up that taco menu concept for food blog Thursday

Felt immediate lightness – like opening windows after winter. Even washed dishes while humming!

The Realization

Angel numbers aren’t lottery tickets. That 1134 madness? Universe’s way of yelling:

“Hey dummy! Your creativity’s suffocating under practicality!”

Final proof? Sunday’s farmer market haul: $11.34 exactly. Winked at the cashier like we shared some cosmic joke.