Last night I had a dream I sold my book to a small publisher for $133. Oddly specific number there. One could parse it a few ways: 1 & 33, 13 & 3, or (adding the digits) 7.
The number 1 is of course indicative of individuality. This can mean originality, or it can mean loneliness . . . It can also stand for the start of something.
Thirty-three is a number of high potential and spiritual awareness.
Thirteen—that’s the Death card in Tarot. It stands for transformation. An end that is also a beginning.
And 3 is certainly a well-known spiritual number: the trinity; past, present, future; strength; and also possibly triangles of sorts, like love triangles, or three friends.
Seven is another “magic” and “lucky” number. There are 7 chakras, 7 deadly sins, 7 days in a week. It’s considered a healing number as well.
But what about the number 133 itself? I hear you ask. Well, as best I can tell, it has no particular significance. But this site says that the number is a message from my angels to give over my fears and doubts. I should remain optimistic.
The dream was optimistic in its own way. Though I’d like to make more than $133 for my book. It was weird, too, because then I was at some kind of camp/conference with a bunch of literary agents . . . But at least I was able to tell them all I’d sold my book!
Okay, enough of that. What about my walk this morning? Well, it was a bit shorter because (a) our heat is back, just for the day, and (b) I had a couple appointments to get to. So:
1. “Say Hey (I Love You)” by Michael Franti & Spearhead
2. “Last Beautiful Girl” by Matchbox Twenty
3. “A Minor Variation” by Billy Joel
4. “Fortress Around Your Heart” by Sting
5. “Wise Up” by Amy Grant
6. “Hurt So Good” by John Cougar Mellencamp
7. “Calling You” by Richard Marx
8. “If I Ever Lose My Faith In You” by Sting
October Project’s “If I Could” was just starting as I got home.
I think it’s interesting I was reading the New Yorker article about Billy Joel last night and then he turned up on my iPod! Meanwhile, “Wise Up” and “Hurt So Good” were flashbacks for me (Mercury is retrograde). I had the “Wise Up” video on the same tape as Young Sherlock Holmes, so every day after school I would see Amy Grant in her pink leopard-print jacket before watching my movie. Yes, every day. I’m not even exaggerating.
And when I was in Europe back in 1998, I remember hearing “Hurt So Good” at, like, every bar and club. It was the weirdest thing because it wasn’t a current song. I also heard a lot of “Tubthumping” and “Brimful of Asha,” but it was Mellencamp that made me go, WTF? Anyway, now whenever I hear it, I just think of that summer.