As I was working I suddenly became aware of a repetition in this book. There seemed to be a disappropriate amount of number four and turning left. Building four, room four, four streets, four floors, four people. And then everyone was turning left. Left into, left out of, left hand, left tilt. Finding this strange I stopped to consider the significance of numbers–at least the numbers in this story.
The first place I came across was a numerology site that explained if number four was your life path number then you were steadfast, loyal and hardworking. It is not my life path number, but I was amazed at what else they linked to it. It is the Emperor in tarot, Saturn in astrology, chin in Iching,the element earth, red and orange aura. Perplexed as how all this interconnected I went to another site which then told me the cultural aspects of the number four.
Four is the fourth dimension where time is illusion yet is also manifestation, it is static whole and rational. There are four seasons, cardinal points, elements, four sides to a square and four arms to a cross. In Buddhism the Tree of Life has four limbs, for the Chinese four is the number of the earth, in the Kabbalah four is memory.
It has multiple meanings in the Bible, Torah, Fibonacci, even to the amount of letters in a Deity’s name down to the name of a movie. It was becoming all too confusing and interconnected with things that had no relation to a small story from somewhere. So I left the esoteric ponderings to others, unless we all should really be measuring wooden kiosks in the street.