Here’s a segment of a longer story we posted here in 2012 that came to us from Sharon Catley. This part was the tail end of a post about a series of startling synchronicities related to the repeated appearance of cardinals, which she associated with her father who had recently died. For example, 7 of 11 Christmas cards she’d received all featured cardinals, and she’d never told anyone about how cardinals were linked to her memory of her father. This part of the story related to her mother who was soon to follow Sharon’s father in death. It appeared in the original post almost like an addendum, and some readers might’ve missed it.
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“Just after Christmas my Mother entered the final phase of her life and was placed in hospice. I was able to take three more trips out to see her before her death. On the last trip, while I was on my way home to Vancouver, I stopped in at the little Virgin Records Store near my departure gate at the airport. I don’t like to fly and it is my ritual to always treat myself to a new book to occupy myself with during the flight. I had about ten minutes of worth of “spare” time to look around and make my purchase before I had to go through security.
“While I was browsing the books I noticed that the last three songs playing on the store’s intercom had all been older ones performed by the band “Heart”. I was thinking there must be a new Heart “Greatest Hits” CD out as they usually play whatever they are currently marketing at the time. I quite like Heart so thought I would pick it up a copy.
“Looking at the clock I noticed I had already used up all my browsing time, but I did want that CD. So I quickly ran over to the CD section and looked through the H’s, but found no Heart CDs at all. So I looked on shelves above where the new releases were and at the other various free standing CD displays – no Heart CD. There was still the bargain bin, but I thought there would be little chance of it being in there as they usually play new releases. But I gave it a shot. There was one CD that I could tell what it was so I put my hand in the bin pulled it out. There it was – Heart Greatest Hits.
“While he was ringing up my purchases, I told the cashier about the synchronicity of finding the CD (hearing the music, wanting the CD, picking a single CD from the bargain bin and it being the one I wanted.) He said there were no bosses around today so he decided to hook his personal Ipod to the intercom and listen to his own music. The CD was from 1998 and he was surprised that they had it in their stock.
“I didn’t get to play the CD until Mother’s day, which came three weeks after my Mother’s passing. It was going to be a sad one for me this year, so I decided just to stay home and clean the house. Chores are always more pleasant with some music and I remembered the Heart CD. I had not taken a really good look at it before as I was in such a hurry in the airport and as I said my eyesight is not that good anymore. I knew there was a folk art painting on the cover but now taking a better look at it I could not believe what I was seeing and that I had not seen it before.
“If you look below you will see what I saw – a cardinal! To me it meant Mom and my Dad are back together again and happy once more.”
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Interestingly, we’d received this story in the aftermath of the publication of my novel, Double Heart.
Thanks for reposting
And thanks for sharing! It’s a beautiful story.
I completely agree….the important thing is that the blackbird flew off, although that could have several interpretations. A curious incident that it may have been “precoging” (not a word; just made that up!) is that a little while after it happened, our middle son came walking in the front door, late, all broken up. He and his new bride had had their first major battle and his heart was wounded. He spent the night here, but today they are happily past the argument and he went back home. “Flew away home”. It is certainly a synchro. The bird flew into the front door and was temporarily “wounded”, then got back on its feet and flew to its destination. The color of the bird was quite appropriate, and the fact that it was “alone”, as well, because Ken’s energy field was in a very dark place, grieving over the situation with the wife he adores, and he felt very much alone. He was “stunned”, like the bird, then found his footing and away he went! 🙂
Sounds like a precog to me!
I just wanted to comment on this lovely story, right before Mother’s Day, and tell you how much I enjoy your posts. I always read them but don’t always comment, but I’m here, happily enjoying them. I think I’ll get that book on my Kindle right now! 🙂
Thanks, DJan!
Yes, a beautiful awesome synchro. This is a bit off subject, but I want to mention it. Today, at 2:20 EDT, I was sitting in my living room chair reading. We have a glass storm door that allows me to see outside when we open the solid door. I saw a flutter of something out of the corner of my eye, and very suddenly. a blackbird crashed into the top portion of the glass door. I can’t move very fast, but I got up and went to look.The blackbird was struggling on my wheelchair deck, then it managed to get on its feet, and in a few seconds, it flew off, so apparently had only been temporarily stunned even though the crash had been hard. It rather un-nerved me; left me feeling strange. We don’t see very many blackbirds here on the beach, and they are usually in a flock of a dozen or so. This little guy was alone.
I think the important part of the blackbird thing is that it flew off!
What an awesome synchro.
I love Heart. I saw them in concert when they were much younger. I have been to concerts where the music really got to me. With that Heart concert there was more passion including sexual tension in the venue than I have ever witnessed before or since outside the bedroom. More than the music it was the Wilson sisters mesmerizing the audience with their personalities.
Fascinating, Ray!
*~congratulations~* on your publication, wonderful to hear and I wish you great success with it (Kindle?).
And what a striking coincidence. Now you tell me that wasn’t ‘planned’…
Kindle is always the place to start!