The Number 3

​    I love the number,
the number three.
In threes I teach, I count, I see.
The many meanings
This number brings.
 Of harmony, wisdom,
abundance and joy.
A new life, a spirit
flying over the sea.
Our past, our present, our future,
the trees. This powerful number,
 the number three.
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     I wrote this poem about six months ago, not knowing it would recycle back into my life this month. While here in my winter home in Florida, I had to make an unexpected trip back to Oklahoma to attend the funeral of a dear friend and fellow officer. It was a whirlwind of a trip, and upon returning to Florida, I had time to reflect that my life is now clearly divided into three places…my beloved Lily Dale, my “home” of 35 years, Oklahoma, and now my new winter home of Florida.
     I have been contemplating exactly how to maneuver and manage the torn feelings I have for three different places. And like my poem, that I had obviously written in premonition of the feelings I have today, I believe that it all comes down to truth, love, and balance.
     How do I balance the feelings and love I have for all three places?  How do I live my past, present, and future all at once?  How do I find harmony in separation?
     This powerful number, the number three, my divided life. Where am I to be? Do we ever really know? Do we ever figure it out? Does everyone feel divided like me, or do we someday figure out “where is home”? Is there really a place like “there’s no place like home”?
     For now, I am the number three ~ divided me.

Namaste,
​Nancy