How My Awakening Journey Began Part 1

Over two and a half years ago I made the decision to attend Fanshawe College in London, Ontario for their Advanced Massage Therapist program. I've never aspired to be a massage therapist, I wasn't accepted to my program of choice which was Ultrasound or X-Ray Technician. Fanshawe had the program though, the school was far enough away yet still close enough to home and I had a friend there. So it was decided that I go, try it out and hopefully one day branch over to my desired program. I'll save you the time and let you know that it never happened. I ended up dropping out at the last minute at the beginning of the second semester.

I struggled worse than I think I ever have before that first semester. I had never skipped school before (I missed a lot of time but I was always excused) and now I was skipping class almost everyday. The pressure intimidated me, the work stressed me out and I had no desire to fulfill a career that on average only lasted 3-5 years. Thankfully, I was surrounded by some of the best people I've met, I had some of the best times of my life during that year in London and all I wanted to do was spend time with these people, not go to a class I cared nothing about. This doesn't have to do with the commencement of my spiritual journey, but serves to further prove my point of the situation I was in. One morning, I loathed so much the idea of going to my lab class that my roommate had to try and force me out of bed, I cried. I have wanted to get my nose pierced for quite some time now, but never had the courage. One of our neighbours had known this and he challenged me that if I didn't go to class, I must go get my nose pierced. I did exactly that and it went from me having to go pierce my nose, to seven of my friends making it a group endevour to get piercings. What a lovely, spontaneous afternoon we spent, I will always remember that day.

At the time of the piercings, one of my best friends, Liv, was visiting me from home. She is one of the greatest lights in my life and I am convinced I would not be who I am today without her in my life. Why does this matter? It matters in a strange way that I feel only some will understand. I've had my fair share of encounters with weed over the years, it was a social activity I took part in on occasion. I always needed help, I couldn't light my own, I was too scared to try in fear I messed it up. Scared in front of my own friends? Odd. Anyways, I am completely and utterly comfortable around Liv and she took it upon herself to teach me and my roommate how to light our own, so easy! Liv ended up leaving to go back home and my roommate and I fell in love with our new friend. It helped me sleep, it helped with pain, I got to be silly without a killer hangover and it helped me with the burden of school.

Once my tolerance built up slightly, I started thinking differently. So many different things came to the forefront of my mind. Not that they were overly important or crucial but it shed light on things I have never thought about, perspectives I had never considered and new realizations I'd never had. I began questioning many, many things. Oddly enough, I even started gaining more confidence. I started challenging myself to take more photos of myself, do things that scared me, wore outfits I normally wouldn't dare, wore different lip shades I'd never dream of even buying. I ended up hanging a framed photo of myself on my bedroom wall. I started seeing the world differently and experiencing it differently. I tell you this because I feel weed has been a significant stepping stone to beginning my spiritual journey.

Around the same time I had noticed I had been seeing the same repeating numbers very often, like almost daily (I still do). Those numbers were 11 and 26, most of the time I see them together- gas prices, license plates, totals, time, highway signs, house numbers, I would pause a show at 11:26 or a show would freeze with 11:26 left, just way too many occurrences for it to be coincidence. One time I was on the phone with a friend and no word of a lie, at 11:26 our call failed for no apparent reason in the middle of conversation. I tried to call back numerous times and it would not go through until 11:27. Fun fact, 11/26 is also my birthday and I was born at 11:11. I was dumbfounded. What could this mean? What is the purpose? What do I have to do or figure out? I racked my brain trying to find a sensible answer. Was something going to happen on my birthday? Is it a sort of message? A warning? Could it be a bible verse? It almost drove me crazy. The more I went on not knowing what it meant, the more apparent the numbers became and the more intensely they interacted with my life.

After dropping out in second semester, instead of finding a sublet, packing up and moving back home as most would normally do, I stayed. I didn't want to move back home yet, it would be near impossible to find a sublet and I wanted to continue my time in London with my friends and cherish alone time. I threw the idea around of getting a job but I knew it would only last a few months and I wasn't old enough for Uber or Skip the Dishes. So, I planned for a summer job back home and enjoyed what was left of my time in London. I figured it may be the only time in the next 40-50 years that I'll have next to no responsibilities and all the free time I could ask for. Over time I started losing weight, I was less stressed, much happier and my mental health took a huge leap in the right direction. I found alcohol started affecting me much more, I was completely turned off by certain music or songs, I started to despise my need to please other people and I wanted to live a more private life. My socials turned private and I removed anyone I didn't know or people who didn't serve my life in a positive way. It was no personal offence, I decided to take control of the content I consumed as best I could and eventually, I unplugged from May until September.

It took me over a year to figure out what Angel Numbers and Numerology are and that it was in fact a message and sign for me. Angel Numbers are used by Angels as a way to speak with you. They send specific, coded messages in particular sequences. Each number has different meanings for you to interpret. Numerology summed up is certain numbers that are associated with specific traits or themes. You can learn a lot about yourself with Numerology, I highly suggest looking more into it. When I searched up the meanings of Angel Numbers 11 and 26, I cried. I had never had more peace than I did that day. All of these thoughts, questions, realizations and choices had finally made sense. I felt a grander sense of purpose, I felt I learned more about myself than I ever knew before. I also tried the Colour Oracle and the meaning of my birthdate, worth checking out as well. Again, insane discoveries. I have a six page list on Google Drive of all the strange interactions I've had and the things I have found. If you've been seeing any kind of reoccuring numbers, look more into it. You are being guided and they are trying to help you. You would be surprised by your discoveries.

This is meant to provide as the ground work that has taken place, the story of how it began. There will be a part two. Keep in mind, this took place over a years time. The real awakening, thanks to these experiences, began after my missions trip to El Salvador in November 2019. Which coincidentally, took place in the 11th month and consisted of 26 people...I literally can't even make this up. That was the trip that changed my life and has led me to this path in life. I am so excited to share with you the rest of this story.

Come back next Tuesday to see what more I got into with this ever-lasting journey. Oh, and I have to ask, have you experienced anything like this yourself? I would love to hear about your story and experiences with Angel Numbers, Numerology or your journey into spiritual awakening.

Xoxo, Justine