“It has been 2 days since my last post and…” And I have to post this today. Or it won’t matter. For today’s post to have full impact and/or entertainment value you should take a moment (in time) and read Monday, January 14’s post… Take notice to it’s 2 minute warning : “2 minutes in the right place can mean a lifetime somewhere else.”
Let me tell you a little story about Monday when I thought it was Tuesday – the future that was Tuesday that was really the Monday of the present. The recurring theme seemed to revolve around 2 minutes. Around the number 2, around doing things a 2nd time. Some folks believe that certain events and such fall under the heading “coincidence”. Me? Not so much.
There must be something to taking a stand for 2 minutes. There has to be. Why? Because on Monday, the Tuesday that was yet to be, I looked at the clock in the kitchen before leaving for work. I was late (again). I had to be there in 2 minutes. I live a mere 2 miles from work. When I arrived at work it was 11:02. That’s correct – 2 minutes after the hour. Now here’s the kicker for me. The vid today, the song? (Beside the fact this is the 2nd time I’ve used it in a post, it’s not often heard on “regular” radio.) “Say Hello 2 Heaven” was the first and only song I heard driving to work….for the 2nd consecutive day. Played at a different time of day the 2nd day than it was played on the first. It wasn’t a programming thing where the same song is played at the same time time of day ‘cuz I didn’t hear it at all yesterday.
About the song – an old one for an older person. It has significance for me. Once upon a time I attempted a move from my home state of RI to the state of VA. My first attempt at moving out of state turned out to be more of a 2 month vacation (not really). It was an emotional time. My Dad was ill, suffering from Parkinson’s disease and residing in a RI nursing home. Mentally alert, his body was giving out.
In 1992 I thought I could venture out, start a new, uncharted life in VA, re-connect with my sister and her family. It wasn’t long before I realized I couldn’t leave my Dad. Not yet. It’s pretty much impossible to describe to someone else the emotional effects music can have but when I was driving myself and my 2 felines back to RI, “Say Hello 2 Heaven” was playing on the radio as I crossed the Connecticut state line. Not quite home but close enough and with this song as the soundtrack, I was overcome by a huge heart/mind sigh – “home”. Felt good. Felt right. Felt safe.
As life would have it, my Dad died a year after my return. In 1993 I left home a 2nd time and made the move to VA. A whole lotta 2’s goin’ on there. Coincidence? 2’s at a time when life seemed to demand important decisions. Often we take for granted the concept of 2nd chances. Most of the time we don’t even see them. Don’t see the door partially held open to us. We don’t see the 2nd chance presenting itself. I’m not into numerology but for some reason I looked up the number 2. Here’s what someone had to say about it:
“Two: The symbolic meaning of number Two is kindness, balance, tact, equalization, and duality. The number Two reflects a quiet power of judgment, and the need for planning. Two beckons us to choose. The spiritual meaning of number Two also deals with exchanges made with others, partnerships (both in harmony and rivalry), and communication. Two urges us out of our indecision, calls us to unite with like-minds, and like-ideals. Two asks us to exert our natural flow of judgment to do what is best for our souls.” Courtesy of: http://www.whats-your-sign.com/spiritual-meaning-of-numbers.html