So I was about to fall asleep and I was in that state between drifting off to dreamland and being in tune with all that was happening around me. Until, unexpectedly, numbers (I honestly don't do numbers) came to my head. I started thinking about all the meanings and associations we give to numbers and realised how every digit has some kind of powerful meaning to us.
Then I thought about my favourite number- 3. They say it's the magic number. What the heck? Even a song has been written to honour this. For me, it represents my birthday, and as clichéd as this may be, it is probably the reason why I grew so fond of it in the first place. 3, however, also represents the number of people in my family as well as my phone network connection (unpaid name dropping). So it's clear, I personally have a strong connection to the number, but besides me and the three musketeers, why does the rest of the world think 3 is a magic number?
I mean, think about it. Nothing comes in threes: One winner takes it all; It takes two to tango; Conventional cars come with 4 wheels; We have 5 senses; 6 stands for Evil; 7 is the perfect number; 8 represents a new beginning; It takes 9 months for a mother to give birth; and there are Ten commandments.
Even in Fairy tales! The princess slept on one pea, Cinderella had two ugly sisters, Snow white had seven dwarfs and Sleeping Beauty- well I guess she slept for a hundred years, numbers didn't really matter to her.
I kept on battling with all these ideas for quite a while until it hit me straight in the heart... Three is the magic number because only the most special and unique things have a connection to 3. For Christians, the basis of their faith is built on the fact that Jesus rose again on the Third day and they also believe in an omnipotent Trinity. 3 is the start of a crowd- and a crowd only gathers when something BIG happens. 3 is what sums each one of us up- Past, Present and Future. But more importantly the phrase we all long to hear, the phrase we all need to hear, the phrase we're all afraid to say comes in a trio of words: I LOVE YOU.
The three simplest words in the English language, the three most singularly overused words, come together, in one phrase, which can be heart-stopping-ly life changing.
I am a hopeless, self- declared 'I love you' (and there is no other way to put this diplomatically) slut. I recognise the power those 3 words have and shamelessly declare them to the people who I truly love, as much as humanly possible.
Then again, isn't that the secret of those 3 words? We don't say them until we mean them (or rather until we find the courage to utter them), but once we do, shouldn't we then, never, ever get tired of repeating them? I don't think anybody can or ever will get tired of hearing those people who matter in their lives, reminding them of how much they are loved.
This is why 3 is the magic number- it stands for all the magic we have in our lives. The magic of being part of or in front of a crowd, the magic of hope in an omnipotent Divinity, the magic of how our past, present and future are intrinsically intertwined within us as individuals and the greatest magic of all- L.O.V.E.
And so today, with great pleasure, I raise my Margarita to the number 3- a number, which doesn't often appear in our lives, but when it does, it defines us. May you all experience the 3's you desire, whether it's faith, whether it's self-knowledge or whether it's those three powerful, magic words:
"i.love.you"
:) xxx

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