No bad thang: On this our 33-3 day


By Rachel Dykoski • I logged in today and noticed something. I’ve been active with the Twin Cities Daily Planet for 33 weeks and three days, exactly.

Don’t bad things happen in 3s?

Where did that come from, this superstition? Well, with a quick google search I get a host of examples of common beliefs, but no explanation for 3s.

One example that I did not believe to be a superstition, was our common use of the phrase, “bless you” when someone sneezes. I remember being a child and constantly being reminded to say it when someone blurts, “Ahh-choo!”. The Wiki minds say that it stems from the days of 6th Century. And that Pope Saint Gregory I or Gregory the Great instituted its use to help ward off the spread of this deadly illnesses. It obviously got a work out during the days of the plague and throughout the 15th century. It and other superstitions were eliminated from acceptable traditions by the Roman Catholic Church in the 16th century, even though the Black Death attacked London during that time. Anyone for “Ring Around the Rosy”? Another off-shoot of the plague – a simple song to teach people about the physical markings, trappings and ultimate results from the plague. Yes, we all fall down!

Okay, alright as a child of Catholic household it seems to make sense, the compulsive “God Bless You!” usage. I dunno’ why I was taught that horrible rhyme in preschool, though.

Trolling on for an answer, I run across ‘Trouble with 3s – a new restaurant’; and ‘Trouble comes in 3s’ a firedoglake blogger commentary on outing Valerie Plame; and there’s more – a lot more. But nothing pointing me toward an explanation about why I worry about the triad – and today being a 3 to the 3rd power, I’m obsessed with finding an answer.

So why not turn to the occult? Am I right? I visited:
And look up Life Path of number 3, where it states: “The Life Path 3 indicates that you entered this plane with a strong sense of creativity and with wonderful communication skills. Achievement for you most likely comes through engaging your ingenious expression.”

I should stop here – because it was 33 weeks ago that I wrote to the Editor of the Daily Planet about a powerful experience I had at the Giant Wash. And she took me on to continue to share my scat as I go. There’s no trouble with three today. NOPE. It’s a magic number!