In 1984, we accompanied an empath and friend, Renie Wiley, to a police station to observe her working on a missing child case, that of Christie Luna. We wrote about it in 7 Secrets of Synchronicity and updated the story nearly 25 years later, when the mystery seemed to come full circle.
Recently, in California, there was a case of a missing boy that reminded me of the Christie Luna case. Pam Ragland, 50, was watching a TV show about the search for an 11-year-old California boy, Terry Dewayne Smith Jr. who was missing in a nearby rural town.
As Ragland watched the show, she started crying and then had a vision of a young boy lying on his side, his eyes closed. At first, Ragland didn’t want to get involved, but the images kept coming to her: the boy, a dirt road, a distinctive building that looked like a hay barn, and a single tree standing alone. Ragland saw a dark night with city lights in the distance.
She finally called the tip line and a sergeant directed he call to the sheriff’s command center in Menifee, more than an hour’s drive from where she lived. She hustled her young children into her car and made the drive.
The town lay 80 miles southeast of LA and by the time Ragland arrived, it was dark and the search for Terry was winding down its third day. As Ragland pulled into the gravel parking lot of the market that served as the headquarters for the search, she felt something powerful. According to the AP, she said: “I literally physically turned my body all the way around like a compass and I looked at the store…and I said, He’s back there.”
An off duty firefighter drove her to the back of the store and when Ragland saw the hay barn she’d seen in her vision, she felt she should keep going. But the property was private. Some people were sitting in the driveway and when they were asked if Ragland’s group could proceed, they gave their permission. The people were members of Terry’s family.
“We started to drive up this hill and it was steep, so we stopped the car and walked,” Ragland said. “All of a sudden there was a single tree and then I smelled something.”
Ragland found Terry’s body.
John Powers, a Riverside County sheriff’s detective, was impressed. He told KFI-AM Radio: “She actually went right up to the driveway of the hosue, onto the property, and right of to the body of his boy. Not in 23 years have I ever seen anything like this.”
Apparently authorities have charged Terry’s 16-year-old half-brother with murder.
I find this case compelling for many reasons. In five of my Tango Key novels –the main character is Mira Morales, a psychic and bookstore owner, a single mother, whose FBI lover, Wayne Sheppard, gets her involved in his cases. Mira’s daughter, Annie, and her grandmother, Nadine, are also psychic. Sheppard is a diehard skeptic, a prove it to me kinda guy, and time and again, Mira proves that she – all of us, really – receive information from what the quantum physicists call “the nonlocal,” that collective soup we can all tap into.
This quantum soup is what Carl Jung called the collective unconscious, what David Bohm called the implicate order, what author Michael Talbott believed was evidence that we live in a holographic universe. It’s the place that psychics go to tap in and tune in on you when you have a psychic reading. It’s where we travel in dreams, meditation, in any altered state. It’s the state of mind we drift into when we engage an oracle – the I Ching, the tarot, astrology, runes or synchronicity.
I have recently been entertaining the possibility that synchronicity itself is a kind of oracle. It’s the voice that we must be aware enough to hear, the manifestation we should recognize. Sometimes it’s an ally, other times it’s a pain in the neck. Sometimes it provides the proof that we should take one path and not another. Other times it teases us, tricks us into believing that something will work out just because the synchros seem to point in that direction.
I have always believed that the collective unconscious reveals itself to me now and then. Today I didn’t feel quite right about the skydive that my friend Jonelle was going to make and almost called her to reschedule it. But instead, the clouds rolled in and made it impossible for us to jump together. We had a great day anyway and will try again on Friday. I feel that the forces all worked together to bring about the correct outcome. 🙂
That’s a heck of a story – no wonder the detective was impressed. It’s a pity people like Pam aren’t used more by the police – but maybe it’s not always possible to turn ‘it’ on and off like a tap. Synchronicity as an Oracle? Yes, why not.
People like Pam should be on police payrolls as consultants, at the very least.
I’m hooked into your suggestion that “synchronicity itself is a kind of oracle.” Of course I immediately think of my favorite oracle, the I Ching: a tool for experiencing synchronicity in the form of guidance.
And how fitting that it was through the I Ching that Jung came up with the concept of synchronicity!
Yea for Carl Jung! And I Ching!