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Number 8
Number 8 As humans we resist change. We resist the unknown, not knowing what your next step is or what the world has in store for you. We often times need others validation to make sure were doing something right. We are conditioned to think a certain way because of what others have labeled us as a child and adulthood. People go through so much pain and when does this suffering end. When do you take your power and say I am the one I was looking for this whole time. I don’t want to cry but I have suffered so much my whole life. I tell myself over and over again when is my time to shine. I have a pure soul a pure heart. I want to help others in need, I want to change the world. No one understands me people call me crazy because of the things I am into. Call me crazy Jane but I am a crazy crazy girl ha-ha but in the best way possible. I into things that not regular girls are into. But hey that’s me and I am special. I know I can change the world to a better place. If only we can put our differences aside and live in our authenticity and not judge others because of the way, we look or our different beliefs. I know my gift is stronger than them all. I am one special diamond a lost one. The day I surrendered to my past the day I let go of what no longer was serving me that’s when the magic happened. That’s when the universe gifted me something so special. I meditate every day on the grass by a lake. Something strange but magical happened to me today. I was meditating and I always observe nature I noticed how connected I am with birds they will sing to me and it would be so beautiful. I see orbs all around me and fairy lights I connect with the present moment. Something I never did before. But truly felt divinely guided to this experience. There was not a single cloud outside all I saw was the orbs and fairy lights. As I looked to my side there was a beautiful tree. I looked down and saw a little black notebook it was plain. But something inside me told me this is for you Jane. I grabbed the notebook and I opened it and I was shocked it was an infinity sign which represents my life path number eight. The infinity symbol in numerology represents the number eight. The number eight goes through a lot of pain from childhood to early 20s. Life does not seem to go good until mid to late 20s. It’s because the number eight is the strongest its ruled by Saturn which is a strict parent it wants you to learn all your hardships and make your lessons mold you to the person you meant to become. I was shocked to see that infinity sign but super blessed I knew there was more to this. I turned to the next page and it said ‘’ The Universe has gifted you a grand gift. You’re the chosen one. With this we trust you will do good for others. Keep shining your bright light my number 8.’’ There were 3 rocks on the side that represented my favorite number and my soul urge number. There was a grand gift indeed in this notebook. I turned to page three and I was shocked on what I found it was twenty thousand dollars in cash I had to count it to just make sure I was not dreaming. Wow what Dr. Joe Dispenza said was accurately correct. I manifested this I let go of it all I shifted my awareness from my mind into the heart. It’s called heart coherence. I surrendered to the Universe and they gifted me this which I will do so good for others. I will help those in need and open up my own business. I will make a difference in people’s lives. I will influence others to care for others on a deeper level. You do not have to be a millionaire to make a person smile or to help someone in need. I am so grateful for this blessing that the Universe has given me. This was pure magic.
By Brenda Tello6 years ago in Motivation
Lifting The Lid
I'm alone when I want to be, alone when I don't. How am I supposed to tell the days apart when nothing new has happened? Nothing to ease the pressure of being this deep; there's not enough oxygen to make it to the surface. I use to be able to see the weak spot that could still let in some light. Like a flower, I would twist and bend to be near it. It wasn't strong enough to keep me warm or guide my way, but at least there was hope. Now, I see nothing. I've run the tip of my finger bald on the seal, which has only made it easier to glide along. I admire its perfection. Thankful for its ability to muffle the placating voices, the condescending chatter, and the suggestions handed over on clouds of ego.
By Cate Maguire6 years ago in Motivation
Sparkle and Flame
This is the story of a girl who was lost... in her own little room in the city by the river. The ghosts of her past, present, and future were haunting her every second of each day. Sometimes there were days that seemed to start out in a neutral space, and then something always ended up transforming it into a terrible day. To say that this woman was perceptive, sensitive, and empathic would be an understatement. Emotions had always been part and parcel to her life. Multiple chronic illnesses have ravaged her body and mind, leaving her frail and fear-filled. This girl had fought her way through so many battles, both literally and figuratively, and yet she still had no idea who she truly was.
By Karen LePage6 years ago in Motivation
She is Stubborn.
She is stubborn. It’s a phrase I have gotten used to hearing immediately after my sign astrological signs by my dad at the age of seven, I was so excited to learn which one was mine. has been mentioned. Christina is a Taurus, so she is stubborn. When I was first introduced to When my dad told me I was a Taurus, I was confused.
By Christina Jacobs6 years ago in Motivation
The Little Black Book On Noble Street
$20,000 and a little black book. It isn’t too hard to imagine how all these things came to be. A little black book was all that was given to me. A little black book, bound in leather, a little black book, lighter than a feather. Little did I know the joy that would come over me, just holding that little black book opened endless possibilities.
By Nicole Davis6 years ago in Motivation
The Little Black Notebook for Success
The Little Black Notebook for Success Imagine being taught all of your life to go to school and get a good education and you will live happily ever after. Newsflash…turns out so many have gone down this road only to end up scratching their heads and asking “where did I go wrong?” Don’t get me wrong, you have your doctors and lawyers making a mark on the world, but what about you’re everyday “Joe”? Will he ever be able to enjoy the so called “American Dream”?
By Candice Magee6 years ago in Motivation
Vanlife
Another day on the job. Paul was sitting in his usual spot sipping on some “mountain mud” as he calls it, black coffee made way too strong for human consumption. He looked the same as the first day we met, gray and wrinkly. Routinely writing in the little black notebook he never let me look at.
By Grace Lybarger6 years ago in Motivation
All the Ones I've Never Met Before
It was the perfect day for soup. Saturday afternoon was usually an invitation to spend a little extra time in the kitchen in itself, but on this particular Saturday, a cool wind sent a draft through the house, signaling a craving for something piping and warm.
By A.D. Titus6 years ago in Motivation
Lifting The Lid
I'm alone when I want to be, alone when I don't. How am I supposed to tell the days apart when nothing new has happened? Nothing to ease the pressure of being this deep; there's not enough oxygen to make it to the surface. I use to be able to see the weak spot that could still let in some light. Like a flower, I would twist and bend to be near it. It wasn't strong enough to keep me warm or guide my way, but at least there was hope. Now, I see nothing. I've run the tip of my finger bald on the seal, which has only made it easier to glide along. I admire its perfection. Thankful for its ability to muffle the placating voices, the condescending chatter, and the suggestions handed over on clouds of ego.
By Cate Maguire6 years ago in Motivation
