Creative Light Bulb or Strange Bird

(Is it obvious how much sarcasm was in all of that?) Because all of that was a bunch of Bird poo. I did, in fact, sleep in this morning, well in-er. See, when you’re used to getting up at 3:00 every morning, it’s fairly easy to make that happen. I made it to…you ready for it? 5:30 today. Woo-hoo! That’s like, whew, that’s pretty great.  But…I did it only because I went to sleep past 11 after a hot date with my best gal pal at the theatah…then laying in bed and thinking too hard about things for about 30-45 minutes or so. So… I guess I shouldn’t get too excited about my fete. Preeeeettty sure my 3:00 days are not behind me.

If you haven’t read me say it before, I’ve been going through a…thing lately. And this thing wakes me up every single morning at 3:00. On the dot. That sounds horrible right? Miserable? Yeah, maybe. But during those wee awake hours, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking, a lot of creating. I’ve never been more inspired before. It’s like a light bulb has been turned on inside of me and it’s just not ready to be turned off. Inspirational and Creative Light Bulbs are great, don’t get me wrong- I’m kinda digging it, but maybe my bulb can cut on a little bit later?

I’ve also been up thinking all these deep thoughts about my life and its meaning… my past- where I’ve been, who I’ve been, and my future… what makes me happy, fulfilled, and so on. I’ve felt a pretty strong spiritual connection to something, somewhere lately. I’ve always been a very intuitive person, known to perhaps see things before they have actually happened… (don’t be scared)… And that’s become stronger lately too.

So what does this all mean? Exactly.

What. Does. This. Mean?

I did some research yesterday morning, (at 3:30 to be specific), on the meaning of the number 3. And what I found is that the number 3 deals with magic and intuition, it stands for adventure, it invokes the pure joy of creativity, it represents the past, present and future… Uh, so basically all of the things I have been thinking about lately. Which, call me a crazy hippie but, I happen to believe is fascinating. Think about it- I’ve been waking up at this number in time, feeling more creative than ever, thinking about where I am in my life…and then I read something which tells me there is actually a correlation between those things. Fascinating.

Then I came upon the following statement, which sort of laid it all on the table for me:

“Consecutive Threes in your life may symbolize the need to express yourself creatively, or consider your present directional path, in relation to past events and future goals.”

Whoa. Consecutive Threes, huh? You mean, like, waking up and seeing 3:00 on the clock every morning for the past several mornings?! Is that consecutive enough for you? I think this is just fascinating. Really and truly magnificent. You don’t have to believe in these things. (Trust me- I’m pretty sure I’ve severely freaked out some people with all of this- you know, lost a couple friends, no big deal.) You’re free to believe something more level headed and practical, sure.  Something more tangible- That perhaps my body is just being woken up at the same time every morning because maybe there’s some Strange Bird outside of my window that chooses to chirp or squawk (only at me- no one else can hear it- he’s my private Strange Bird) at exactly 3:00 on the dot. Maybe that’s what’s happening here. Maybe. 

Or maybe, just maybe, I’m on the cusp of something magical, something adventurous, something… that I just cannot define by book or internet. Which is just life, isn’t it? We go through things- new things, exciting things- we try to define them, figure them out, but in reality they just can’t be figured out. They can’t be defined. I think maybe that’s because if we were to define them, they would stop being fun. And magical. And adventurous. I’m normally such an analytical thinker, and still am (uh, clearly), but for now I just wanna sit back and let this one play out. Play with this thing, whatever it is, for a little while. Let me see where this magical and fascinating, long and winding road can take me.

So whether it’s Strange Bird or Creative Light Bulb, it is what it is. I have this special, early morning alone time to be with just me and think what I want to think, and write what I want to write. Things just come out of me that I seem to have no control over, for some Strange reason. And right now, I’m just letting them flow…

Hope you don’t mind.(…Can we still be friends?)

Tryptophan is an amino acid that we cannot make on our own, it’s something our bodies absorb from food, then convert to serotonin, which is a hormone that transmits signals between nerve cells, causing blood vessels to narrow. And when serotonin levels fluctuate in the brain, the mood can alter…so to put it bluntly- if your serotonin levels are out of whack, and your tryptophan intake isn’t sufficient, your sleep will be as well. So, basically, I need to get me some more of that sweet nectar, tryptophan. I’m jonesin’ for it.  I need a fix, man. 


And I think I have just the recipe for it. 

(Be kind…it’s a very old photo. And the dish that’s along side is my Parmesan-Crusted Chicken Breasts with a Raw Tomato-Basil Sauce.)

(Direct quote taken from: http://www.whats-your-sign.com/spiritual-meaning-of-numbers.html )