Do you remember that verbal spat you had (or heard) on the school playground? One, sparring with another, makes a threat. The other responds with, “You and what army?” and the first retorts, “Me, myself, and I!”
Three is a magical number. It has esoteric significance. It is one of the three special numbers I wrote about in my second novel Scribe to the Pantheon of Rome (print and e-book available on Amazon).
In the Tarot, there are four suits and thus four threes. [This is not counting the Major Arcana.] Three, in a word, is all about creating. This morning in my journal writing, I stumbled upon a gem.
Consider three of the threes:
3 of Pentacles, which is basically about seeing and using the skills that we already possess;
3 of Wands, which is when evidence of our creating begins to show up; and
3 of Cups, which is a depiction of three ladies celebrating.
Thanks to Abraham and my journaling, I now realize that I have placed these three threes in the wrong order. In the above order, once could describe life as so: By using the skills I have, I can create. Some time later, evidence of my creating appears, which then calls for celebration. In this case, the 3 of Cups is appreciation of the 3 of Wands. It is a celebration with others—clients, co-workers, and/or friends.
But spirit told me that the 3 of Cups is best when it comes earlier. “Celebrate (appreciate and anticipate) first,” They said. In response, I wrote, “So it is a celebration among me, myself, and I,” and They then said, “Yes, but write it this way:
me, my Self, and I (AM)!
- me: the human personality and ego that is the one I call David.
- my Self: my inner being, my Higher Self, the greater, vibrational version of me.
- I (AM): The I AM, The Universe, God/Goddess/All-That-Is.
Now I understand why we capitalize ‘I’ when referring to our selves. It is to remind us that I am a part of The I AM: forever and always. My Higher Self never sees me as separate from The I AM.
In celebrating first with me, my Self and I (AM), I align myself with my 3 of Pentacles, which then insures ample evidence of my beauty, my capability, my worthiness, and my value.
Thank you Universe! Heard…and Understood.