Background - Yesterday I found myself wondering how old Harry Potter was when the series of books that is based on him begins. I just couldn’t remember (even having read every single book) and for some strange reason this little tid-bit of random, useless information had become a burning question that was driving me crazy! I was too busy to sit down and look it up, so I eventually just let it go while telling myself that it really wasn’t that big of a deal and that I could pull my copy of “The Sorcerer’s Stone” out at some point and figure it out.
S.C.O.U.T. - Tonight on Jeopardy (kids week), one of the answers for the contestants was…
“This character was 11 years old when he received
his acceptance letter to wizarding school”
Uncanny! So now I know; how random, and seemingly meaningless. Although, if you record how often this phenomenon happens (as I do) then there is no way to call it a mere coincidence; suddenly the implications become staggering and makes me wonder if the mere fact that this happens is indeed the meaning.
My goofy dog Scout says “who cares”. When is the universe going to answer something important like “how do we achieve world peace? “Or “is it possible to conquer world hunger for good? “Or “what are Fridays winning lottery numbers? “; patience my furry friend.
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