Warning: (This article is not for the light-hearted or those seeking "feel good" interpretations for numbers. If you read my blogs or follow me, you already know I tell things as I see it)
Could number sequences such as 11:11 and 333 be related, and are they referencing the return of dark forces and the battle between light and dark happening now on this planet? Are you one of many who see 11:11 and other sequential numbers repeatedly everywhere?
The 11:11 phenomenon became an organized movement in the early 90's with Solara, the author of the book "11:11: Inside the Doorway". The premise purported to be a welcoming of a spiritual shift for humanity, the 11:11, was bringing in an age of peace. The sign that it was here, was backed up by the phenomena that people from all different walks of life seemed to be noticing the numbers 11:11 showing up everywhere they looked. And they are still seeing it. The date of this "11:11 doorway" opening was 1/11/92.
I was at the bookstore when Solara's book first came out, and I bought it. I was what was considered a New Ager. I was searching for truth, and yes, I was seeing 11:11 everywhere, starting for me in 1989. Over the years, though, something didn't feel quite right about the idealistic visions of this number sequence meaning. The last few days, I have been seeing 333. I had 333 likes on FB, my total at the grocery was $33:33, and I seem to look without fail at a clock when it is 3:33pm (Because I'm not up at 3:33am!, but I know I'm waking up around that time - I refuse to look at the clock). I decided today to share my research into these numbers, no matter how controversial or "out there" it may sound.
I will start with the meaning of the number 333 which is related to ancient Egyptian religion, some of whose practices have been brought back to life in more modern times by a man named Aleister Crowley. (Some say he is another influenced by Illuminati agendas, but that is too much for this blog). Briefly, Aleister Crowley was an Occultist and Magician born in 1875, who created his Law of Thelema and practiced many rituals that were essentially black magic. His focus was to overcome his ego and lower self, but that got lost in the mix of unrelated belief systems he meshed together, in which his personal journey became one of satanism, drug use and the taking over of his body by demons (he ended in a mental institution). Sounds like fun huh? Its amazing, however, the number of people that want to follow this man. Anyhow, the number 333 is the name of the demon choronzon (I spelled that with a small C deliberately lol) If one is seeking enlightenment or returning to God, he is the last great obstacle one must face to overcome the hold this world has on one's soul. He represents obsessive desire, inconsistency, change and chaos, which is the epitome of this world and the opposite of God or a peaceful state. choronzon has been seen in a positive light by some occultist because he helps cast one's intentions outward to manifest personal desires (aka black magic no matter how deceptive).
This 333 demon, choronzon relates to the number 11. In the Qabalah Tree of Life, 11 means the Sphere of Daath. Daath is the Abyss (this world), where one enters the "Black" or "Dark Night of the Soul", where one is trapped in the mental state of the demon choronzon.
I believe the 11:11 is a doorway that opened for dark forces to enter in alarming numbers. This is to challenge us and move us forward on our spiritual growth. It is a time to choose sides, or leave the planet if one cannot handle the energies. I believe this is why we have so much chaos in the world, as I see and participate in the battle of light and dark currently being fought at extreme levels. On a positive side, it is the challenge we face right now, and an opportunity to overcome our egos. Demons will always teach a lesson and indirectly help us advance, if we stay on the path and don't get sucked down by them. One can see many of the metaphysical or new age teachers like Wayne Dyer and Doreen Virtue switching their teaching focus toward overcoming the ego, as taught by "A Course in Miracles", "Be Here Now" etc.
We are constantly deceived by dark forces. Solara was doing rituals to open the doorway, believing she was doing good, when rituals in their very nature make it very easy for dark forces to do their work. Was she unknowingly assisting? In my healing work, when I remove a dark entity, I am given its name if I ask. It is very interesting that when I go to Google the name, all that comes up are names of video games, tv shows and movie titles. These dark entity names are being used in media to hide themselves so one cannot search for truth about them. I had to go to page 5 or beyond in a search before I started finding information.
Interesting that 11, 333, 77 and 88 are numbers relating to satan:
11 is the number of magick or magic or any form thereof, and is wisely warned about in Chaldean Numerology
333 - As stated, represents the demon choronzon
77 is the name of the goat on the altar - the devil in satanic worship, and also the 77 names of the devil.
88 relates to the Illuminati
Look for combinations of important happenings and events in our world to relate to these numbers.
Question: Have you been seeing these numbers? Are you noticing the splitting off between light and dark in our world?
Here is a check I received today.
My first trip into my past lives occurred in 1989, and turned out to be one of the sessions that would later help convince me that reincarnation is real. The woman assisting me with the regression had me lie comfortably on my back on her couch, relaxing into a meditative state. She was recording the session (back in those days we were still using tape recorders and cassette!) so that I would remember the details for later.
I regressed to a life on the Eastern coast of the United States. I lived in a small village with dirt roads and log cabins...a very small settlement. I could see myself clearly standing in the middle of the log cabin where I lived, staring at a very modern-looking fireplace. I was a woman, wearing pioneer type garb (long dress). I immediately had the sense that I didn't own the home, but stayed there as a nanny-type family member. I remember thinking, "How can there be this modern-looking fireplace in an old log cabin? I must be imagining this or making it up."
I kept talking, describing the log cabin and fireplace to my regression therapist. Then the scene changed to a later time in that life. I saw my death, and I felt a great sadness for the woman that lay there.
A few days after the session, I picked up a book at the bookstore titled, "You Can Remember Your Past Lives", by Edgar Cayce. In the center of the book was a section of sketches. There were drawings of houses and furniture from different cultures and time periods. As one perused the pictures, you were supposed to gauge your reactions to them. If you had a specific liking or positive response to a house or piece of furniture, it meant you probably lived during that time period in that particular country and had a good life experience. If your response was negative, you probably lived then and had a bad experience. A neutral response meant you probably didn't live during that time in that particular location.
As I flipped through the pages, I came across an exact drawing of the fireplace I saw in the regression! I couldn't believe it! The entry for the picture read, "English North American Colonies; and subsequently the United States - Fireplace and Ovens 1608-1720 Log Cabins."
Question: Are there certain countries, cultures and time periods that attract or repel you for no explicable reason? Do you think you have lived before in other lives?
A personal story of my spiritual journey.
Does God exist? This is a question that has plagued me my entire life, but in my years of searching, I have come to recognize that the answer to this question does not lie in books, other people's beliefs or religion. These things can lead you to an answer sometimes, but God is an experience.
I began my spiritual path raised as a Catholic. After 19 years of
church Sundays, religion classes and studying the Bible, I no longer wanted to hear about God, Jesus or the Holy Spirit. I wasn't necessarily Athiest, because that was illogical to me and depressing, but I did need a break from the Bible and the Catholic view of God. I was angry, because what I was taught had contradictions, and God couldn't be that stupid to constantly contradict himself. Or herself. Of whatever the case may be. I spent 2 years from age 19-21 blocking all of that out, God, Jesus and Holy Spirit, so I could figure out what I believed, not what I was told to believe. Its like when you are trying to think of the name of a song, and you have to shut the radio off, because the song that is currently playing is distracting you from remembering.
I was 21 and living in a small apartment in New York City at the time, in a room that was half of a kitchen with a bed, dresser and plenty of roaches, but such is affordable living in New York! I was reading an Elvis biography, a book by Larry Geller about Elvis' little known spiritual life and quest. Elvis was studying a lot of metaphysical material until, according to the book, Priscilla made him burn all his books, because he spent too much time reading them and not enough time with her. Anyway, in this book, Mr. Geller mentioned Elvis' favorite quote from the Bible, 1 Corinthians 13 "Love is patient, love is kind..." After being away from the church for a period of time, I heard these lines in a very different way this time. I could feel them. As I read those words, I had an incredible spiritual awakening and experience of God. I could feel light coming down around me and covering me. I felt an incredible sense of joy, peace and LOVE fill me. It wasn't personal love I felt. It wasn't the immature "I love only you and not these other people." It was an all-encompassing higher love for all. It was then, in that moment that I knew God existed. There were no words to explain it to me. I just knew that GOD IS. And the feelings I felt were an experience of his true nature. It wasn't a male presence or female (I use "He" in this article for ease of writing) but a wonderment and ecstasy. I knew that anything that didn't ignite that feeling of true real love in me was not God, but a man-made description of God having a character, a body, a human personality and the like. I didn't need anyone to tell me none of that was true, but I was still brainwashed with old thought forms/teachings that would continue to haunt me until I discarded them from my conscious brain and replaced them with truth.
Hence began an intense spiritual search for answers. I was now open to hearing about God. I spent the next 15 years researching where the Bible came from, what parts were changed and when, were cut out and/or found in other books etc. so I could decipher which parts were true, and which parts were just made up mumbo jumbo. Since the general public could not read until the 1700's!!!, they believed whatever they were told by the Church. In perusing the history of the Bible, and the frequent convening of Church officials and Bishops to change the Bible message and Church beliefs, I found I just couldn't trust a document that had been altered so often and for so long. A grade school teacher had instilled in me the importance of words and their meanings. She said, "If the police were looking for a criminal in a red car with no hubcaps, would it make a difference if you said to the police officer 'I saw the car.' or 'I saw a car.' Two very small words of "a" and "the" can change the whole meaning. My lack of trust in the Bible increased when I was helping my mother clear out her books. She was throwing out a Bible printed in 1967 bc it wasn't the REAL Bible. The New American Catholic edition was the REAL Bible, having been printed in 1994. I glanced at both of them looking for differences. In Genesis, the older version says gods made the earth. The newer version said God singular. (...Hmmm could gods have meant aliens, us thinking we're gods, a misprint???...). The only way for me to recognize which snippets in the Bible contained truth, was by the way they made me feel when I read them, and the rest was just the jumbled mess of interference, deletions, misinterpretations and changes made by the Church. (who is still changing and reinterpreting the Bible,by the way.) If it made me feel bad, confused, or contradicted with something else, I threw it out of my head. Pieces of what Jesus said in the New Testament made sense, and others I could feel were made up, as I sensed his entire message was most likely misunderstood. I didn't totally reject the Bible, though, and I still felt a kinship with Jesus.
At the same time, I began reading about reincarnation, since John the Baptist was the reincarnation of the prophet Elijah (here the Bible supports reincarnation and prophecy/fortune-telling) I experienced a few past life regressions. When I looked up what I had seen in my regressions, and they proved to be true, I could no longer deny the existence of it. Nor could I deny that reincarnation was continuing to happen, with my psychic senses picking up on it as well, while doing readings for others and seeing their past lives revealed to me. I KNEW what I was seeing, and I had to piece it together somehow into an overall picture that made sense. Reincarnation was not what I was taught in religion class, that's for sure. Past lives were going on, I was having it proven to me over and over, so I chose to believe, because it made logical sense, and it felt correct on a deep level, but I also knew reincarnation was a temporary condition, not the be-all-end-all, but rather designed to lead to something else much more important.
My experiences with past-life information, led me to study Buddhism for a time, and I liked the detachment practices that helped my pull away from the pains in this world. Parts of Buddhism helped me let go of things which didn't give me that sense of peace and love I had that day in my apartment in New York. I began throwing out worldly possessions to release their hold on me. After a time, this didn't work for me, as I found myself without things I needed, and Buddhism was missing a HUGE fundamental element...God. I didn't think God wanted any of us to give up anything we needed. What would be the point? I believed Buddha achieved a state of enlightenment, where he realized he was not of this body, but I didn't really know if he had broken free of the need to reincarnate, returning to God at the end of that life. So I kept on with other studies I was into as well, and left Buddhism behind, which was a beautiful religion, but not enough for me.
During all of this I also studied Pagan beliefs, which were the origin of a lot of Christian holidays and a lot of the Catholic rituals. I loved their connections to nature. I sensed my own pagan past lives. The pagans I was around wanted me to believe that Jesus didn't exist. He was made up as a replacement for their gods, when Christianity was declared the official religion, and the Church's holidays were celebrated around pagan holidays to get pagans on board with Jesus. They had already gotten a lot of Gentiles with the program, by writing/creating the New Testament stories to reflect/prove the old Jewish scriptures of a coming Messiah. Several hundred years later, they wanted pagans to stop their forms of worship and conform as well. So Jesus' life events mirror almost exactly the events of the life of Bacchus/Dionysus and other gods, with a virgin mother, born on Dec. 25 etc. BUT, this does not mean that Jesus wasn't an actual historic figure, like they wanted me to believe. I knew deep within me that he had existed, and Pagans or Atheists were not going to get me to believe otherwise. (But I still didn't want much to do with Jesus in my spiritual life...other than still being interested in attempting to prove that he actually existed. I liked him, after all.). Pagan literature also wanted me to believe the Holy Spirit does not exist. According to them, it was what the Christians made up to replace the existence of the feminine side of God. The Holy Mother got deleted from their patriarchal control of the masses. I didn't sense that God was a product of opposites like this world of male and female. (When new agers used to pray to the Mother/Father God, it seemed strange to me). I felt a oneness about God that didn't have separations or distinctions, but I took this Holy-Spirit-disguising-the Mother-God-principle belief on anyway, because I hadn't come across a better explanation for the Holy Spirit. Was it the Holy Spirit that descended on me that day in New York, giving me a sense of God? I was seeing so much through my psychic abilities on top of all of this, so I needed to put the puzzle together and find the truth. Paganism also had some really nasty origins, and my pagan friends were practicing spell work, which gave me some first-hand experience on black magic (being a recipient and watching others suffer). I kept searching. It
was only until very recently, 20 years after my NY experience that I did find answers. I can now say I found the truth (even after being taught by many new age philosophies that you can never find the truth, and to believe you have found it shows your ignorance, lack of spiritual evolvement and ego). But truth I did
find. I think if it wasn't there to discover, I wouldn't have been driven to search. Jesus wouldn't have asked us to seek. For me, in my spiritual practice, (which is daily living for me), the Holy Spirit is real. Jesus was a real person like you and me, who accomplished the extraordinary...the ultimate goal of exiting the cycle of reincarnation and returning to God. Jesus is here to help me do the same. And God is real. God is. And because "God Is", one does not have to believe or even know of His existence to be part of His oneness. One just has to find Love. It is always a free will choice. He does not side with anything. To side with something
would make it impossible for Him to be omnipresent. It would be impossible to say "God Is" and still have the total truth in just those two words. I can't give you an experience of God, I can only share my own. Many
blessings to all on your own journey to your truth, whatever and wherever that may lead you in this life. And Elvis, "thank you, thank you very much."
Question: What about you? Where have your feet tread along the path of your spiritual journey? What are your experiences of God? Did any of my story resonate with you?