Category Archives: synchronicity

Nika and Kilt In 2011, our daughter asked us if she could get her own dog. Since she was living at home at the time, she wanted to make sure it was okay with us. One very hot August morning, … Continue reading →

  One of the blogs I visit frequently is Adelita Chirino’s Lita Dreaming. Adelita has studied under dream researcher and author Robert Moss and often posts about the connection between dreams and synchronicities. When I read about her monkey dream … Continue reading →

                        Tune in (if you’re awake) to Coast to Coast with Rob MacGregor and Bruce Gernon at 3-5 a.m. EDT as they discuss the strange and intriguing possibilities of … Continue reading →

 Sometimes the trickster comes in tight, compact packages that leave you reeling with surprise. During this past week, I was thinking how great it would be if our daughter and her dog came home this weekend. Megan and Nika bring … Continue reading →

  As I finished teaching my evening yoga class at the gym recently, a guy working at the front desk said he wanted to talk to me. He had a strange story to tell. His name is Marc, he’s in … Continue reading →

 Our second synchronized meditation with Sandy, the retired veterinarian who works consciously with entities, took place in the afternoon of Tuesday, April 1. Afternoons are not a great time for me. My energy tends to be low and if I … Continue reading →

My 29-year-old nephew, Ardon Anderson, my sister Mary’s  oldest son, got married on April 5, on Jekyll Island, Georgia, a slice of paradise off the east coast between Jacksonville, Florida  and Savannah, Georgia.  This three day extravaganza was held at … Continue reading →

What do you get when you combine the concept of synchronicity with the comic book/game world? In this instance, we get a game called Dead Synchronicity: Tomorrow Comes Today, in which a rampant disease in a future time spawns psychic … Continue reading →

 Every so often I open our copy of Mysteries of the Unexplained and invariably run across a story I don’t recall reading before.  This one about a phantom bus is strange. ++ In the mid-1930s, a driver in North Kensington, … Continue reading →

Our weekends are weird. Since we haven’t worked regular jobs for years, our Saturdays and Sundays shouldn’t be much different than any other day of the week. Except they are. Maybe it’s that we live close to an elementary school … Continue reading →