Okay, so the other day I kept seeing the number 817 everywhere. Like, I’d glance at the clock and it would be 8:17. Then, I got a receipt for $8.17. It was weird, right? So, I started to think, “Maybe this is more than just a coincidence.”
I’ve always been a little curious about angel numbers, but I never really did anything about them. This time felt different though. I decided to actually, you know, try to figure it out.
My Little Experiment with 817
First, I just sat down and thought about what’s been going on in my life lately. Work’s been kinda stressful, and I’ve been feeling a bit lost, honestly. I’ve also been wanting to start a new creative project, but I haven’t had the guts to actually begin.
Then,I grabbed my journal. Writing things down always helps me clear my head.I jotted down all my thoughts, fears, and hopes. I wrote about what I really wanted to achieve, and what was holding me back.
- Big one: Fear of failure. Classic, right?
- Another one: Feeling like I don’t have enough time.
- And, of course: Doubting if I’m even good enough.
After I dumped all that out, I took a break. I made some tea, walked around, and just let my mind wander. It was during this break that I remembered reading something about angel numbers being connected to intuition.
So, I decided to try a little meditation. I’m no expert, but I just closed my eyes, focused on my breath, and tried to quiet my mind. I asked, internally, “What does 817 mean for me? What am I supposed to do?”
Honestly, I didn’t get some big, booming voice answering me. But I did get a feeling, a sense of… calm. And the thought that popped into my head was, “Just start. Don’t overthink it, just start.”
And then the most important thing I did after meditation is I opened my computer and created the folder about my new creative project!
I’m not saying that seeing 817 magically solved all my problems. But it did give me the push I needed to pay attention to what I was feeling, to acknowledge my fears, and to finally take that first step. It’s still a work in progress, but at least I’m moving forward. And that feels pretty darn good.
