Just after 11am and the two minutes silence, I walked up through the field outside my house to get some fresh air as I had suddenly felt very dizzy and sick. I listened to the dongs of Big Ben and shared the silence while lying on my sitting room floor while the room whirled around me.
I think it was overdoing it to go dancing tango last night – not 48 hours after the anaesthetic!
At 11.11 I took these photos of the dogs, some rowan berries and the rather grey skies which were covering Penwith today
I like the number 11 and remember spending another special cosmic moment ‘The Harmonic Convergence’ at Avebury stone circle in Wiltshire.
Can’t now remember why but then there was also some talk of the potent energy of 11.11
Love, love, love the shot from behind the ears. I am feeling ready to have a dog again – a big step for me (which isn’t to say I wouldn’t admit having a weeping session just this week over my old girl). I will also shamefully admit I was in my car driving when 11-11-11 11:11 a.m. hit. I was hoping for otherwise, sometimes though we can not just divorce ourselves from where we are in the moment. I have been reading with great interest, though, everyone else’s 11-11-11 thoughts and intentions. I think missing it slightly, for me, is a reflection of where I am – missing the boat ever so slightly, just a little “off” here, there and everywhere. But it is where I am and I am riding it out. Energy is such a wonderful thing, isn’t it?
I like the energy of the 11 too!
Two ones are one two!!! I love you!