Are you superstitious? Do you believe in signs? I’m betting most of us have our own versions of it. Do you walk down the sidewalk and avoid the cracks? Are maybe you have a thing about your favorite “good luck” shirt, or at the very least, your black eyed peas on January 1st. Around our house, we have several strange, yet somehow “proven” beliefs..lol My wife Sandi most certainly believes in signs and she’s a little superstitious too. I like it when she finds a dime. Our nephew’s baseball number was 10, and I’ve written about Holt Rowland before, and the Holt Rowland Foundation. For those of you who don’t know, we lost Holt at the young age of 16, and started the Holt Rowland Foundation in his honor. Among his many attributes, he had a great sense of humor. Every time Sandi finds a dime, she smiles, and it always seems to happen at the right time. Sandi believes it’s a small way of saying,” hello, and it’s all good”. I do too, and the smile on her face and warmth it brings to her heart is just a reminder of the love that never dies.
My love for baseball started certain superstitious habits. I had a favorite kind of glove, undershirt, and routine before games that I hated to change. Maybe sometimes it’s just all in our heads, but whatever the case, I think most of us have a little tinge of these beliefs, whether trivial or spiritual, we have them. This year however, I’ve experienced a unique thing with the number “6”.
I’m on the road often. If you’ve been following what I do, you know one of the things I enjoy is spending time meeting and sharing “thank yous” and the love of Conecuh Sausage to our 1st Responders. It’s been such a privilege, and blessing to do it. I have a weird habit of adding the numbers up to each hotel room I would stay at during my travels. I wish I could tell you why, but I can’t. We’ll just chalk it up to me being strange..lol
So, I started my year covering parts of Florida and I logged in a few miles and a few hotel rooms along the way and I began my strange ritual of adding up the numbers to every hotel room. Each time they added up to the number “6”. At first, I didn’t think much about it, just, that’s kinda cool, wish I was at a casino betting it all on the number “6” a few times…lol
However, as the days went by filled with great Conecuh Sausage dogs, conversations, music, and the opportunity of meeting amazing people, the number “6” just kept popping up. I was checking my social media, and one of the firefighters I met replied to one of my post by only typing the number “6”. When that happened, it prompted me to look up the meaning of the number. We’ve all heard the phrase, “I’ve got your six”… but I had never looked up a full definition.
You can find a lot of definitions about various things when you actually search for it, but the first definition that popped up in my search said this…” The number 6 is the embodiment of the heart. It represents unconditional love and support. It’s role is to use its heart and soul to serve others.”
Given what I was doing, I immediately thought, “wow”, how cool is that”. On a deeper thought, I felt it was a sign or maybe a really good reminder. I’d like to be more like that definition. We need to have that kind of heart don’t we? Even the smallest of things make a difference.
So, regardless of what you believe about signs or having some superstitious ways, we do get reminders almost every day of important things. I think the key is being aware of them, and just not giving up. The number six is not regarded as a perfect number, but it’s the number that seems to represent the best of our hearts intent. We can be of service. We can be supportive, and we can “have each others back” when we choose to make that happen.
I’m sure I’ll still be adding up hotel room numbers too….looking for the next sign I guess…lol… Hope you are too.
Love big, see you down the road!