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12 12 12 = ?

So here we go 12/12/12!!

We've all been anticipating this moment or at least some us are. I think for me it is about maximizing my spiritual connectedness. I feel like I've been a little off with my prayer and meditation so this is the perfect day to get back on it!

I think what I've been a little afraid of really is where my deeper prayer and meditation will take me. We are living in such extremely spiritual times. I can almost feel the energy coming from my fingertips and that is when when I'm not so connected. I can only imagine what I'd be feeling if I was on the spiritual deep.

According to my google search and multiple conversations with people, 12/12/12 is supposed to be a very incredibly powerful & spiritual day. It is supposed to be a day of not only spiritual connectivity, but "mathematical magic" (I read that somewhere), but I get it. From ancient and medieval weights and measurements to our 12 month calendar year to the divider of our days and nights to the dozen roses I've been waiting to show up for some time now

12 is no joke.

How about the fact that Jesus had 12 apostles, Judaism has the 12 tribes of Israel, and the followers of Shia Islam note that the prophet Muhammad has 12 successors called Imams? Amazing!

What does this day look like to you? Are you going to live it like every other day or maybe dive into something that you've putting off for this year. What will happen for you today? Will you make that life-changing decision? However your day presents itself to you, I implore you to take a moment to be still. Heighten your awareness about those things seen and unseen.

So as I prepare to go a little deeper today, I acknowledge the power in this day and take full advantage of this most excellent and spiritually palatable day, letting every minute of the day matter.

And so it is...



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