Based in New York, Spiritualundertones is a blog by Sarah Almengor. Her posts reflect spirituality, relationships, and everyday life through her personal musings, photography and acquired wisdom.

Angelic Numbers

Every time I happen to glance at a clock, it never ceases to be 2:22. Whether it's AM or PM, it's always 2:22. It's been like this for years now, to the point where I'm equally freaked out as I am intrigued. Could there be some sort of meaning behind it? I remember one time I took the over-spiritual route and looked up every scripture of the Bible that has at least two chapters and twenty-two verses thinking,"maybe God wants to speak to me". (Ephesians 2:22 says "And in him you too are being built together to become a dwelling in which God lives by his Spirit". Found that poetic and interesting. Encouraging).

At this point, it's a matter of being particularly mindful of what's going on around me the second my eyes happen to land on 2:22. I don't want to miss anything. Anything being simply that: anything. Whether it's something extraordinary like some miraculous opportunity, or something minuscule like a cute puppy passing by. It would never be anything sky-related, as the sun doesn't set at 2:22am or pm and neither does the moon make its initial appearance at those times. God knows how much I admire his canvas we call "sky". Is something going to happen on February 22nd, therefore marking the date 2/22? Did something already happen that I missed due to lack of living in the moment? Some may call it overanalyzing, but I can't help it; this is how my beautiful disaster of a mind works.

I've been accused of "looking for it", 2:22: "I believe you when you say it's always 2:22 when you check the time, but that's because you're looking for it". Consciously I'm not, but suppose subconsciously I am? Maybe the escapist in me wants to go back in time to a sacred memory and live in the 60 seconds of 2:22 both forever and anon?

Joshua David

Dear Venom,