3 nights, 3 prompts, 2 people
Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 9:01 pm
This is my very first post here so excuse me for it's length. I just have to share these past three nights experiences with someone. So here is a brief background so you can better understand the details...
My name is randibeth. I'm 24. I was familiar with "11:11" long before these occurrences. I went through an "awakening" when I was 19. At that time I noticed street lights going on or off as I would pass under them. So on my own spiritual journey to begin with, I did a little research on the midwayers and prompts. But I lost that connection I had made with the spiral that is the reality of life within just over a year due to drug abuse. I've been drifting through a dark forest for years. I had almost lost sight at the truth within myself. Clean a 2.5 years now I am rediscovering my inner being again. And some of my reading (specifically eckhart tolle's A New Earth) set something off in my boyfriend of 2 years' mind's eye. He's starting down his own path, individual of mine, but for the first time in his life he is deviating from his atheistic mindset. He started reading from an ancient holybook (not the bible.... Think farther east). So while I'm letting go of ego and trying to stop identifying with the voice in my head as my identity, he is searching for his own answers in his own ways.
So Wednesday night around 9 I walk into our bedroom and notice our makeshift bedside table in disarray. By makeshift I mean it's not a table at all, it's actually 2 rectangular speaker boxes stacked on top of one another, with 2 separate digital alarm clocks sitting on top. He has trouble waking up so we have those 2 in addition to the alarms we use on both our cell phones. Anyways.... The speakers are twisted topsy-turvy a little and the clocks are hanging off the boxes. So I straighten it all up. Both the clocks are set at the correct time. I finish picking up the room and I leave, not to return until after 2:30 am. Shortly after that time I am readying for bed. I'm poking around our room for around 5 minutes I would say before my boyfriend james walks in. When he does he immediately gasps. "what happened to the clocks?" he asks. I hadn't noticed bc I was so sleepy but somehow the larger of the clocks was blinking 12:02! Which means that it had to have reset itself while I was in the room. I tried to rationalize immediately by checking the 2nd clock but it was dangling off the side of the box. I picked it up and it read 2:41 am. Which is odd because they are plugged into the same extension cord. I further tried to rationalize it by telling James some clocks have batteries in them to keep them from resetting in power outages. Which we quickly deduced this one could not have done because there were no batteries in the compartment. I had mentioned to him before the little bit of knowledge I still possessed from my research in the past before because he has noticed my street lights occasionally too when I'm in the car with him. So I just told him that it could possibly be our call back to true inner consciousness so that it wouldn't frighten him. But I didn't let on how frightened I was by it.
It wouldn't be so weird if Thursday nights events weren't even stranger. We go to sleep late Thursday night. I was off Friday so I didn't have to wake up early, but he has trouble getting up so in addition to his 2 clock alarms and his cell phone alarm, I set my cell phone alarm to 9 am. A little after 10 I woke up in a panic. The alarms had not gone off. I hear them. They always wake me up. So I checked my phone, and it was still turned on and set for 9am. His alarms were set too.... But his cell phone was no longer plugged into the charger beside the bed. We tore the house apart, both knowing he had set it and plugged it in. And he finally gave up, it was nowhere in this house. Left for work without it, and then quickly called me and told he that he found it in the driver seat of his truck, precariously teetering on the front curved edge of the seat. Alarm set and on for 9am. I know for a fact he plugged it in. He got off of work around 7 that night and I know for a fact we never went outside, let alone left again between then and bed. And I watched him talk, text, and surf on it all night. So how did it get in his truck?
After work that day he tells me that "it told me that u were afraid. It wishes you wouldn't be. You have nothing to fear." very out of character for him. What is he connecting with? Does it wanna connect with me too, and I'm not letting go of my earthly stigmas enough to be fully accepting of it. My whole life I have welcomed the idea of discovering that what I have been taught about the world is far from the truth. Now it seems to be happening, and I have someone I trust to validate my perceptions as well. And I'm terrified of it. I don't wanna be, but i am.
Finally we come to last night (Friday). Around 1:15 we lay down, set our alarms. Usual bedtime routine. Watch tv a while longer than we normally do in bed. So we laid awake a while in the dark after turning the tv off. Restless feeling. We both kept tossing and turning trying to find peace enough to sleep. The larger of the clocks (the one that was blinking the first night) started making the weirdest noises. Between the hours of 2am (when we turned off the tv) and 3:21 we heard a static noise emanate from the alarm clocks speakers at least 5 seperate times. Like the noise that u hear over music on the radio when u lose signal. I purposefully didn't look up to note the time when these noises happened. I didn't wanna know. I just wanted it to stop so I could sleep. It does it the final time and I just lose it, sit up and ask james to unplug the damn clock. When he goes to unplug it I notice the time reads 3:21 am. Then the neon green letters go dark, and so does the room. For whatever reason I felt that there was something powerful about that timestamp. Or the number sequence. Whatever it was I felt like whatever was trying to connect with us wanted us to know that 3:21 was important or something. I lay there with my eyes wide open. I'm so awake now. I find myself looking around the dark room, trying to catch a glimpse of this energy I can feel around us. I could feel as if there was a presence there, but i wasn't afraid. I felt comforted by it almost. Then suddenly the room lit up. We both jumped, I shouted "what the he'll is that?" before we both realize that his touch screen android phone had lit up, showing that the time was 3:21 again. The digital clock we had unplugged earlier was set 10 minutes faster than real time, which is why the cell phone was able to light up later and show the same time. But what made that phone light up. It never lights up without you touching the home button. Being it a phone with a touch screen on the front the screen stays locked until u hit the button on the side to make the screen come out of sleep mode. So I just can't chalk this up to something explained away anymore.
Something powerful is going on between the two of us and the powers that be. I don't know what it is, but I wanna find the power within myself to accept it and explore it. This has been what I've been dreaming of my whole young adult life...... I just wanna find it within myself to not push back on it so hard that I unintentionally enter my own dark forest again.
I just had to share so I wouldn't feel like I'm losing my mind. Any opinions or remarks are welcomed with open arms.
Thanks for lending your eyes and ur minds,
Much love
Randibeth
My name is randibeth. I'm 24. I was familiar with "11:11" long before these occurrences. I went through an "awakening" when I was 19. At that time I noticed street lights going on or off as I would pass under them. So on my own spiritual journey to begin with, I did a little research on the midwayers and prompts. But I lost that connection I had made with the spiral that is the reality of life within just over a year due to drug abuse. I've been drifting through a dark forest for years. I had almost lost sight at the truth within myself. Clean a 2.5 years now I am rediscovering my inner being again. And some of my reading (specifically eckhart tolle's A New Earth) set something off in my boyfriend of 2 years' mind's eye. He's starting down his own path, individual of mine, but for the first time in his life he is deviating from his atheistic mindset. He started reading from an ancient holybook (not the bible.... Think farther east). So while I'm letting go of ego and trying to stop identifying with the voice in my head as my identity, he is searching for his own answers in his own ways.
So Wednesday night around 9 I walk into our bedroom and notice our makeshift bedside table in disarray. By makeshift I mean it's not a table at all, it's actually 2 rectangular speaker boxes stacked on top of one another, with 2 separate digital alarm clocks sitting on top. He has trouble waking up so we have those 2 in addition to the alarms we use on both our cell phones. Anyways.... The speakers are twisted topsy-turvy a little and the clocks are hanging off the boxes. So I straighten it all up. Both the clocks are set at the correct time. I finish picking up the room and I leave, not to return until after 2:30 am. Shortly after that time I am readying for bed. I'm poking around our room for around 5 minutes I would say before my boyfriend james walks in. When he does he immediately gasps. "what happened to the clocks?" he asks. I hadn't noticed bc I was so sleepy but somehow the larger of the clocks was blinking 12:02! Which means that it had to have reset itself while I was in the room. I tried to rationalize immediately by checking the 2nd clock but it was dangling off the side of the box. I picked it up and it read 2:41 am. Which is odd because they are plugged into the same extension cord. I further tried to rationalize it by telling James some clocks have batteries in them to keep them from resetting in power outages. Which we quickly deduced this one could not have done because there were no batteries in the compartment. I had mentioned to him before the little bit of knowledge I still possessed from my research in the past before because he has noticed my street lights occasionally too when I'm in the car with him. So I just told him that it could possibly be our call back to true inner consciousness so that it wouldn't frighten him. But I didn't let on how frightened I was by it.
It wouldn't be so weird if Thursday nights events weren't even stranger. We go to sleep late Thursday night. I was off Friday so I didn't have to wake up early, but he has trouble getting up so in addition to his 2 clock alarms and his cell phone alarm, I set my cell phone alarm to 9 am. A little after 10 I woke up in a panic. The alarms had not gone off. I hear them. They always wake me up. So I checked my phone, and it was still turned on and set for 9am. His alarms were set too.... But his cell phone was no longer plugged into the charger beside the bed. We tore the house apart, both knowing he had set it and plugged it in. And he finally gave up, it was nowhere in this house. Left for work without it, and then quickly called me and told he that he found it in the driver seat of his truck, precariously teetering on the front curved edge of the seat. Alarm set and on for 9am. I know for a fact he plugged it in. He got off of work around 7 that night and I know for a fact we never went outside, let alone left again between then and bed. And I watched him talk, text, and surf on it all night. So how did it get in his truck?
After work that day he tells me that "it told me that u were afraid. It wishes you wouldn't be. You have nothing to fear." very out of character for him. What is he connecting with? Does it wanna connect with me too, and I'm not letting go of my earthly stigmas enough to be fully accepting of it. My whole life I have welcomed the idea of discovering that what I have been taught about the world is far from the truth. Now it seems to be happening, and I have someone I trust to validate my perceptions as well. And I'm terrified of it. I don't wanna be, but i am.
Finally we come to last night (Friday). Around 1:15 we lay down, set our alarms. Usual bedtime routine. Watch tv a while longer than we normally do in bed. So we laid awake a while in the dark after turning the tv off. Restless feeling. We both kept tossing and turning trying to find peace enough to sleep. The larger of the clocks (the one that was blinking the first night) started making the weirdest noises. Between the hours of 2am (when we turned off the tv) and 3:21 we heard a static noise emanate from the alarm clocks speakers at least 5 seperate times. Like the noise that u hear over music on the radio when u lose signal. I purposefully didn't look up to note the time when these noises happened. I didn't wanna know. I just wanted it to stop so I could sleep. It does it the final time and I just lose it, sit up and ask james to unplug the damn clock. When he goes to unplug it I notice the time reads 3:21 am. Then the neon green letters go dark, and so does the room. For whatever reason I felt that there was something powerful about that timestamp. Or the number sequence. Whatever it was I felt like whatever was trying to connect with us wanted us to know that 3:21 was important or something. I lay there with my eyes wide open. I'm so awake now. I find myself looking around the dark room, trying to catch a glimpse of this energy I can feel around us. I could feel as if there was a presence there, but i wasn't afraid. I felt comforted by it almost. Then suddenly the room lit up. We both jumped, I shouted "what the he'll is that?" before we both realize that his touch screen android phone had lit up, showing that the time was 3:21 again. The digital clock we had unplugged earlier was set 10 minutes faster than real time, which is why the cell phone was able to light up later and show the same time. But what made that phone light up. It never lights up without you touching the home button. Being it a phone with a touch screen on the front the screen stays locked until u hit the button on the side to make the screen come out of sleep mode. So I just can't chalk this up to something explained away anymore.
Something powerful is going on between the two of us and the powers that be. I don't know what it is, but I wanna find the power within myself to accept it and explore it. This has been what I've been dreaming of my whole young adult life...... I just wanna find it within myself to not push back on it so hard that I unintentionally enter my own dark forest again.
I just had to share so I wouldn't feel like I'm losing my mind. Any opinions or remarks are welcomed with open arms.
Thanks for lending your eyes and ur minds,
Much love
Randibeth
