Welcome to June. Gemini season has already begun. Gemini is the sixth month and the twin energy, symbolizing a complex personality. The last blog promised some new insights into the meaning of sequence 666. Immediately we must acknowledge its’ biblical reference as the “sign of the beast .” Typically, I choose to focus on the positive aspect of a numerical frequency. My thinking is to foster the positive, and all the rest will take care of itself. In a significant portion of the collective belief of humanity, this energy is “beastly .” This belief precludes many people from seeing the number six’s awesomely positive attributes or realizing that 666 is an angel number.
The number six holds the family’s energy and manifests as the caring and nurturing Mother. It resonates with compassion and caring for others. The value of harmony in all things and situations is an essential ingredient in the family. The Mother is not the only one who can hold this energy, and anyone can if they choose to do so. If life experiences block the positive aspect, I can understand the beastly aspect surfacing.
This June will hold the 666 vibrations on three days, namely June 6th and June 15th, because 5+1=6, and June 24th (2+4=6) and 2022=6.
Time for a condensed story to illustrate the complexity of this number.
My Dad was born on June 6th,1923. (1+9=10, 2+3=5, 5+10=15, and then 5+1=6). So, Dad’s birth energy is 666. As a little boy, I knew very little about numerology, but we knew the beastly story in a very religious household. We did not make the connection about Dad’s birth number. The one thing we knew for sure was that our Dad was a severe disciplinarian. It would not be an exaggeration to say that I saw him as a monster. You should know that from childhood to adulthood, I did not follow “the rules” and, therefore …… the monster. You might as well ask, why always break the rules? I was a rebel. Most of my life was in some way affected by the early years. Along the way, Mom was the “Nurturer.”
Meanwhile, the baby of this large family, ten children, married, and his wife gave birth to a beautiful daughter born with Down’s syndrome. The extended family gathered around and made commitments to assist the parents with nurturing this needy child. Mom volunteered herself and Dad to help when needed. Many Down’s children have heart damage when they are born, and this sweet little one requires surgery. It just so happened that after the operation, the child could not be comforted by her parents or nurses. She cried in agony, and somehow Dad was next to the tiny cradle and reached out to her, and she found his thumb. In a short time, she held on and settled down and fell asleep. That moment marked the beginning of a special relationship that would define the two of them and how we perceived our father.
Soon after, Mom died from an aneurism probably brought on by a car accident. The family mourned for her loss and our loss of the nurturer. Who could have seen that the relationship between Dad and his grandchild would have revealed his nurturer? Not all of us felt that love in the same way. We witnessed it, yet there was the lingering question of “where was that when I needed that kind of love?”
Over the years, we saw Dad on the floor with her teaching her to crawl, reading storybooks, and playing with a ball. The teachers knew who to call when she was a problem at school and when her parents were at work. The nurturing of her parents and “Papa Tony” resulted in a beautiful young adult, full of love and light.
Skip ahead. For most of my life, my relationship with Dad was turbulent, to say the least. The little boy in me was quick to remind me of the monster. As Dad aged, he had several ministrokes. He needed to have assisted living, and he had the resources once he sold his house. Dad was fortunate to be in a place close to the family and near my place of business. After work or on my day off, I spent time with Dad. It often seemed like we were still stuck in the rebellious 60s and 70s of my earlier years, and it was a struggle to visit very long. I started to stay away, but something happened. There was a shift. It is hard to explain, and for now, I will call it “grace .” We began to see each other differently. Instead of him being rooted in his point of view and me equally rooted in mine, we seemed to find common ground and even see the others’ truth.
I started to see Dad as the little boy surviving the depression, going away to the Marines, serving four years in combat in WWII, and doing his best to begin a life and a family when he returned. As this newly insightful adult, I saw how he nurtured his Mother, his often sick wife, and a bunch of kids with a competing agenda.
I feel that my Dad epitomized someone who experienced the “beast within” and was able to go beyond that darkness and emerge into the light. He became the angelic aspect of 666. To go another step, I feel that all of us are challenged to acknowledge the dark part of life right now. To look at our inner self and be honest about the feelings of anger, hatred, and over-reaction to the evil we see being acted out on the world stage. Finally, we are being asked to choose a life that holds the “Nurturer” instead of the beast. I hope that this Gemini/June will be a time of embracing the twin aspects of ourselves. A time to love ourselves without judgment to nurture the healing of humanity and the beautiful planet we inhabit.
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Namaste’ everyone. I truly honor all that we have done and who we are becoming. LOVE YA’ TOM
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