This one comes from author Nancy Pickard:
“A few months ago, I was at my local library, thinking about a plot that would involve a young woman on a solo driving trip along back roads. As I was thinking about that, I felt an impulse to turn into the large-print section, and then to stop and pull out a book seemingly at random. On the cover there was a drawing of a young woman on a solo driving tour on a back road! I laughed to myself and took it as a signal to keep going with that book idea.
When I left the library, as I drove away, I was thinking of a certain phrase related to the same book that I was considering writing. I turned on the radio and that phrase was the first thing I heard coming out of the speaker. After I got over feeling startled, I interpreted it as another bit of synchronistic encouragement to go on working on that book idea.”
Great story! Thanks for posting it and thanks to Nancy for sending you this way!
Okay–my first story is about this very blog. Tonight, literally, a hour ago, my husband and I were at the grocery. Up came a random colleague of my husband’s and his cute young son. The colleague burst out laughing. I was just thinking about you, he said, because the only other time I’ve ever seen you two togther was was right here, a month or so ago. And then, I turned around and there you were!
“Synchronicity,” I said. (It wasn’t, of course. Well, not yet at least.)
And then I come home, check on my dear Nancy Pickard’s blog, and she sends me here.
And so it was.
But one more.
I had a really striking dream, way too complicated to explain here but incredibly rich and meaningful.
I woke up from it, crying, in a good way. And said to myself, oh, I’ll remember this. Which even as I said it, I knew were famous last works–I never remember dreams as clearly as they need to be.
Then I looked at my digital alarm clock. It said 4:11. Oh, 411, I thought. That’s the number for information. This dream is giving me information.
I got right up and wrote it down. I still cry when I read the notes.