I just joined this site. Before this morning I had only heard about 4:44 and didn't dig much deeper than realizing that "oh yeah" I have woken at 4:44 a few times in the past and didn't explore much deeper than that.
My experience emerging from sleep this morning left me immediately searching for some information any information on the internet.
So, this morning I wake up and lay there and I feel a deep sense of peace and gratitude for my life. My mind wanders to my family who I am not close to. Our relationships are all practically dissolved because of a troubled past we all shared. I think about how I've accepted that we don't share peace amongst each other and that we don't even connect because trying seemed so disruptive.."acceptance." Mind wanders to how different my life is with my own daughter and the family life we share..again..feeling gratitude. The repeating feeling was peace and gratitude and my mind then wandered to all my connections, everyone I ever connected with and people who I forgot about. I thought about those whom I had a negative impact on and who had a positive impact on me. This continued almost a pulsing from my heart and mind. I kept thinking, "I want to be more giving. I want more abundance to flow through me so I can give more." Gratitude, peace..all these images and people pulsing through my stream of thought and feelings. THEN..I snapped out of it and picked up my cell phone [b]4:44 am.[/b] "Joy" I thought. It did feel joyful but there was an underlying somberness about it. I got up thinking the experience was over but thoughts continued flowing through me. Make amends..and give thanks...gratitude...acceptance...
Still in remnants of sleep, I went to the kitchen in the dark and was compelled to tidy up the mess left over from last night. I felt like I needed to clean it up before my girl woke up so she could see how much I respect and appreciated her newfound responsibilty for our shared home by doing my part as she did the night before...respect..appreciation..they kept coming. I was about to turn on the lights.
Then, I was taken to the window of our 2nd floor kitchen and something told me to "look." The urge was strong to watch the scene below. Two shadowy figures around a car. I saw a mother and daughter. There was something so familiar about the pair. The woman in her work uniform and distinct arm badge and the little girl, wide awake and bouncy as ever. The mother: The way she moved was very familiar, her manners seemed very focused and attentive to something. The little girl bounced and skipped happily around the car, just waiting.. going through the routine.. I keeped watching the mother. Her movements..her issue..very familiar. The mother's car wouldn't start. They had called the husband or brother or uncle down to help and trade cars. I could not take my eyes off them. What was it?
The mother popped the trunk and said something to the little girl who bounced over to the open trunk and pulled out a thick wooden stick and a STOP sign with a handle on it. Props of my own childhood!! I could tell the little girl liked the stop sign. I did too! I liked to hold it up and say "Stop!" I felt an incredible rush of emotion. I was observing my mother and myself as if I was looking into a fragile window into the past. I was paralyzed and continued to watch the pair go through the motions of dealing with the broken car. The mother moving around the car, oblivious to the daughter, in a way. She was dealing with the situation talking to the man who had come down from the neighboring home to help her. I felt for this woman. I thought of how my mother, who I was watching, was doing what she had to do to keep a roof over our heads and to survive and I had so much emotion. Tears were streaming down my face. The little girl was just there. Someone who was obviously cared for but she seemed disregarded in a way. I related to her waiting and waiting...to be told what to do..
Then the feelings eased up and I let go of the scene.
What is the meaning of this?
I've tried to look at this from every archetypal and literal perspective. Any advice as to how to apply the message of 444. Thank you.
Reema
P.S A Big Welcome Flanheart to the site.
It's like I can feel them playing with me and laughing as I enjoy my own amazement at their precision. I was just dialing the phone and kept mis-dialing and hit 4 instead of 7.. I did this [u]three times[/u] in a row in frustration and then realized it was 444 again and felt the beings giggling at me or maybe laughing! I laughed too. Has anyone had angels play with them? 
