On a Wednesday afternoon in late July at a Burgatory in a suburb of Pittsburgh, PA it became clear that Burgatory is the nucleus for unruly or peculiar fortunes.
The benefaction was not for me this time, though. The fortune(s) were bestowed on my husband. THREE.
3 of the same fortune, which must portend a particularly sincere prophecy.
3 has always been significant. A triad– beginning, middle and end. The world– heaven, earth and water. Or being human– mind, body and spirit. Plus, there is always, “the third time is the charm.” There are the 3 primary colors of red, yellow and blue. These are the only colors that can not be made by mixing 2 other colors.
Now, unlike my “fill in the blanks” fortune, my husband’s kismet was pretty clear– some guy “over there” thought he was cute. Hmmm…there were not a whole lot of people in the restaurant and our table was against the windows on the patio, so we only had 3 sides to deal with. There were 8 people in our party. We could not collectively agree on who the fellow might be, although we did not try too hard. 8 mortals, each with a fortune, is a lot of predestination to deal with in one afternoon.
Since there did not seem to be any overtly reliable candidates ready for instantaneous fortune completion, I got to thinking. While the fortune seemed to be in the “immediate tense”– “that guy over there”– as in “over there” now, maybe not. Conceivably one of the little slips of fortuity was for the now, one for the past and one for the future. To my way of thinking (indulge me), this most assuredly fulfills the significance of 3.
That the 3 slips tucked in that one folded cookie can represent the past, present and future is all well and good, but what of the guy(s) hanging out in some sort of purgatory or abeyance? Here is a quote from Abraham Lincoln: “The best thing about the future is that it comes only one day at a time.” Yep.
So I figure those guy(s) better be ready whether they are in the past, present or future. We better be prepared, too, in case we find ourselves a part of someone’s fortune. Whether in a Burgatory in Pittsburgh or anywhere else, please be aware, be kind and persevere, because the future is only a day away.