Category Archives: synchronicity

The letters are fairly small so the message on our bumper sticker doesn’t jump out at you. But it’s there…If anything can go well, it will.   It’s a positive message, the opposite of Murphy’s law,  and I (Rob) notice … Continue reading →

Several weeks ago, my agent emailed me asking is I would be interested in writing a novelization. This kind of book is a novel based on a movie script. Rob has written a number of them, including Indiana Jones and … Continue reading →

Here’s a video about a sighting in Houston in mid-August during a massive electric storm. The narrator goes on to show other examples of the attraction of UFOs to such storms. Of course, an alternate explanation is that the storm … Continue reading →

Here are a couple of UFO/alien-related synchros. Well, at least one of them is. The other one is just sort of silly, but it happened when I was preparing to write the real one. So I’ll include it first. I … Continue reading →

We recently visited our daughter in Orlando, and attended another one of her Paint Nite classes   – our third. I was hoping for a synchro that night – and wasn’t disappointed. The venue for this one was in a German … Continue reading →

During our trip to Minneapolis on July, we headed out one morning to Stillwater, Minnesota, a town on the Mississippi River, where we planned to have lunch. Rob’s mom, Ione, went with us. On our way out, we stopped by … Continue reading →

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aq6t7SPbcX0 Rob and I watched President Obama’s address to the nation on September 10. And we watched the hour afterward, where TV pundits explained – or tried to – what it all meant. Here’s what it meant to me: I … Continue reading →

This one will surely make you smile! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l9Ol9fsoiYE      

  Recently we received two synchronicity stories from Erica. They are quite different from each other and illustrate how synchronicity can manifest itself in any number of ways. The first one involves a date, the second is about a book. … Continue reading →

One afternoon, 15 years ago, I walked into a bar in Los Angeles and pulled up a stool next to Billy Dee Williams. I apologized for being late. I’d driven up from San Diego where I was visiting with a … Continue reading →