For at least the last 15-years, a strange phenomenon occurs in my life nearly everyday. At first, it might not seem that strange to you...many coincidences; self-fulfilling prophecy perhaps...
Not everyday, but nearly...at a precise moment, regardless of my location...I happen to look at my watch, a wall clock in a cafe; the digital blinking dots between hours and minutes seem to always grab my attention, precisely at 3:33. Even more interesting, is this same event occurs in my wife's routine...not everyday, but almost. Looking back through my text messages recently, trails over months between she and I, note those three digits...as if they were our digital proof of some cosmic or karmic connection to one and other, who noticed it first, could the text be shot off before the seconds turned the minute just one beyond? Often times one of us will awake from a deep sleep in the early morning hours, only to notice those same three's...again, seemingly instructing us to do something at that moment.
Why? Believe me, I have pondered it for a long time. And, after so much contemplation have found no logical, nor philosophical reason for these occurrences; not to mention the duration they have maintained in both of our lives. I have decided, that until I can identify why this occurs, that I will, at a minimum, place greater importance on that time. It will be "the" time, which when I notice, I will stop...and make a conscious effort. An effort to reflect...and do something positive. I will respect that as the time which we can all make a different choice...for a minute, for an hour, for an afternoon. It will be the time I remind myself to not hate, to not accept the notion that "we" are better than each other or better than other creatures, a time to forget all of our differences...and to understand the one commonality which we all share. It will be a time that I choose to make a difference, no matter how small it may seem. At 3:33, I will remember. I will remember all that I have taken, all that I have consumed; and all which I have wasted.
Perhaps you have a special time, or a special place? Whether you do or don't, if you happen to notice it's 3:33 sometime, we would welcome your giving a moment of your time, a moment of your mind...and a moment of your compassion.
A friend of mine found this in a journal she kept from 1985...I felt it an appropriate conclusion to this post...I for one have made my choice...you can make many of your own...but I will not go down this way. It's time to celebrate our potential.
"We have enslaved the rest of the animal creation, and have treated our distant cousins in fur and feathers so badly that beyond doubt, if they were able to formulate a religion, they would depict the Devil in human form." -William R. Inge
For all those who have been emailing, calling, texting and basically craving more content here...stay tuned, we've been getting organized. We have much to say and much to share. Among some other outreach initiatives, including the planning of our next Vegan Fest, Pam, Susie and I have been experimenting, testing....oh who am I kidding...we've been eating a whole lot...and creating lots of amazing Vegan recipes....look for those to start posting in the coming weeks.