We’ve written many posts about synchronicities that occur during transitional periods in our lives – birth and death, marriage and divorce, a move, career change, financial ups and downs. This synchro was connected to a death and was sent to us by a friend whom we’ll call Tom because he wishes to remain anonymous.
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Yesterday I came across what I thought would be classified as a synchronicity, with its basis in an unfortunate situation. My mother-in-law passed away yesterday, but it was expected as she’d been diagnosed with stage-four lung cancer in May (never smoked a day in her life, but was around some secondhand smoke).
She passed away yesterday exactly at noon. However, the nurse had to call the doctor to report the passing, then he would give the official time based on when he received the call. She passed away in her home as they felt it best she stay there. The nurse was heading to her car at the time, so it took her a few minutes to go back inside, then call the doctor. He declared it official at 12:10:43, ten minutes and forty-three seconds after noon.
Her birth date was December 10, 1943.
Would that be considered a synchro?
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Definitely! We’ve heard stories about clocks stopping at the moment that the loved one dies, a photo of the person falling off the wall at the moment of death, loud, booming sounds without any apparent cause that resound when the person dies. Bernard Beitman, a psychiatrist and visiting professor at the University of Virginia, started choking one night just as his father was choking to death on the other side of the country. It seems there are infinite ways that synchronicity manifests itself at these pivotal transitional points.
12:10:43 – fascinating – but I can’t decide why such synchros occur.
my mom passed away 5 years after my dad, on their wedding anniversary.
Another synchro. What were the odds, Shadow?!
picture of ancestry (gramps) with iconic sports personality,,, icon had held a season record once (##),,, brother wore ##,,,, saw old friend recently (32 yrs.. un-seen) had spent time speaking with old friends Ma in his childhood kitchen back 10 yrs. ago.. old friend’s ma had passed ## days before 32 yr. reunion…. the season of the icon’s record was ## yrs. before Worst year of my and brother life….
I had planned to email this synchro to the MacGregors, but considering that (synchronistically!!!!) this is the subject of the post today, I’d like to share it here!
For 25 years, we’ve been dear friends with a couple who live nearby. They are older than we are, but very active and always on the go, playing golf, riding their bikes, etc.
A month ago, Jean was diagnosed with stage4 ovarian cancer. On 12-7, the docs decided to stop the chemo as the cancer was too widespread and the chemo was doing more harm than good. At that point, they declared Jean terminal and she was admitted to Hospice. Sometime during the night of 12-8, Bob passed away in his sleep. He had not been ill, so it was a terrible shock.
The four adult children believe Bob couldn’t bear losing his soulmate of 67 years, and he left before her. I printed his very lengthy obit off the funeral home page, and took it into my sanctuary to read. There is a tall “buffet” lamp to the left of my chair. As I began to read Bob’s obit, the light bulb dimmed, then got bright, then dimmed, then got bright. I checked the bulb to make sure it was secure, it was, then started reading again. The light continued to dim and get bright, and I smelled the nice fragrance of cherry pipe tobacco, which Bob smoked. Out loud, I asked, “Bob, is that you?” The lamp actually got brighter than its wattage! I told him I was so glad he came by, and knew Jean will be joining him soon and what a wonderful reunion that will be. When I said that, the light clicked very fast several times, and I could actually FEEL his joy! He stayed with me until I finished reading his obit, then the light stopped dimming and I knew he had gone.
But I was thrilled!!! My husband was absolutely stunned and excited, because he and Bob were close, and even my hubby could smell the pipe smoke! Such a terrific synchro experience for us, especially knowing that he is up and around and filled with joy!! Jean only has a few days, then they will be together again!
Great story and what a wonderful experience for you!
Most definitely that is a synchro. It’s also a sort of wonderful one, don’t you think? She was younger than me, and I am always taken aback when I hear this story about lung cancer and nonsmokers. It was her time, though, obviously. May she rest in peace.
These are the kinds of synchros I love!
Alas, there is nothing final about a transition. Ten years after her death, my mom – and dad – are still very active in my life. It’s really exceptional fun. This post confirmed it. We are all fascinating stories and totally connected on our unique journeys.
I agree!