Okay, so I wanted to talk about this number, 898. It’s one of those things that just kept showing up for me a while back, and I figured I’d share what went down.
It started subtly, you know? I’d just glance at the clock, and boom, 8:98… wait, no, that’s not right, clocks don’t do that. I mean, I’d see it like on receipts, maybe the total was $8.98, or I’d notice it on license plates passing by. Just kept popping up in random places. At first, I didn’t think much of it. Just a coincidence, right?
But it kept happening. Over and over for maybe two solid weeks. It got to the point where I couldn’t just ignore it. It felt like something was trying to get my attention. I wasn’t deep into angel numbers or anything back then, but I was curious. So, I did a little digging, just typed it into a search engine, you know? Saw some stuff about endings and beginnings, about cycles closing.
What Was Going On
Now, at that exact time, I was dragging my feet on something big. I had this project, kind of a personal passion project, that I’d poured years into. But honestly? It had run its course. It wasn’t bringing me joy anymore, felt more like a heavy weight. But letting go? Man, that was tough. It felt like giving up, like admitting failure.
Seeing 898 everywhere felt like a nudge. Like the universe, or whatever you want to call it, was tapping me on the shoulder saying, “Hey, buddy, it’s time.” It wasn’t a loud booming voice, just this persistent number showing up.
Taking Action
So, I decided to listen. Instead of just noticing the number and shrugging, I took it as a sign. I sat down one evening, really thought about that project. Why was I holding on? Fear, mostly. Fear of empty space, fear of what’s next.
The next day, I made the decision. I archived all the project files. Didn’t delete them right away, wasn’t quite ready for that, but I moved them off my main drive. Put them away. Then, I did something symbolic. I had this old whiteboard where I kept track of project milestones. I wiped it completely clean. Stood there looking at that blank white space for a good minute. It felt… scary, but also incredibly freeing.
- I physically packed up materials related to the project.
- I informed a couple of collaborators that I was shelving it indefinitely.
- I consciously decided not to start anything new immediately, just to sit with the ending.
What Happened After
You know what? Nothing dramatic happened right away. No magical new opportunity landed in my lap the next day. But the feeling? That heavy weight lifted. Almost instantly. I felt lighter, more present. And seeing 898? It stopped almost immediately. Like its job was done.
A few weeks later, with that newfound mental space, a completely different idea sparked. Something totally unrelated, way more aligned with where I was now. And it flowed so much easier. Looking back, holding onto the old project was blocking the new thing from coming through. That 898 pattern was just the push I needed to finally clear the way.
So yeah, that was my little dance with 898. Just paid attention, saw a pattern, connected it to my life, and took a small action. Turned out to be exactly what I needed.
