Here’s another winning synchro in our Golden Scarab contest, this one from Andrew Hicks, a musician who lives near Portland, Oregon. By the end of the story, you’ll know who is pictured above with Andrew.
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“Back in the late 90’s, I met a guy named Steve. He was my first roommate away from home, and we established a solid friendship. Through Steve, I met a guy named Aaron who was married to a woman named Marcela. Marcela and I became quick friends, but Aaron was really jealous and protective, so he forbid me from having anything to do with her. That happened in summer of 2000.
“By 2002, I lost touch with Steve and frequently wondered what became of him. I would occasionally wonder about Marcela too, and felt like I had missed out on what could have been one of my greatest friendships. Lots of time passed. I had a lot of dreams about reuniting with Steve over the years, and some part of me knew I’d see him again (although the rest of me had its doubts).
“In mid-2009, I attended a “full moon ceremony” at a local new age bookstore in Michigan, where the participants were given amber talismans. I left the ceremony feeling rather euphoric and lighthearted. On the drive home, I noticed that I desperately needed gas, but something inside told me not to go to nearest gas station. The next station was across town, but I went with it. On the radio was a college station’s program that was referring to synchronicity, a topic that I’ve found compelling for many years. When I reached the next gas station, I sort of checked in with my intuition, and an alert went off inside of me, telling me: “Stop here! THIS is the one!”. I laughed at myself, but complied, not really expecting anything in particular.
“Inside of the gas station was a woman named Amy; Steve’s Aunt. We were incredibly excited to see each other; I was sure she would know where Steve was. However, it turned out that she hadn’t seen him for even longer than I had, and she was hoping *I* would know where he was. We had ourselves quite a mystery. We exchanged phone numbers and I went on my way. I was shaken to the core by how awesome it was that I followed my intuition to that place. It felt like a genuinely fateful experience.
“In September of 2009, I was headed out somewhere, when I had the sudden urge to pick up the amber talisman I’d received a couple months prior and put it in my pocket. “Well, why not?” – I pocketed it and went out to do whatever I was doing. That very same day, I received a text message: ‘Hey man, its steve.’
“So, I received a talisman on the night I ran into Amy. The talisman laid neglected on a shelf until the very day that Steve texted me. My mind reeled with gratitude that I was a spectator to such awesome events.
“Steve and I met up that night, and it turned out he was homeless; had just moved back to Michigan from Florida. I let him stay with me for a while, and forced him to get a Facebook account so that we wouldn’t lose touch again.
“Then around rolled 2010, and I received a Facebook friends request from Marcela. I didn’t remember her last name, nor did she remember mine, which is why we didn’t get in touch online sooner. However, she knew Steve’s last name so she found him on Facebook, which led her to me. If all of those events hadn’t brought Steve back into my life and I hadn’t hooked him up with a FB account, Marcela wouldn’t have found me.
“It also just so happened that Marcela was about to visit Michigan (she lives in the Pacific Northwest) in close time-proximity to her finding me online, so we arranged a visit on August 21. During the visit, I found out that she had gotten a divorce almost right after we lost touch, but she was never able to locate my contact information. Like me, she felt like we had a really special friendship and she wondered about me over the years.
“I also realized that her birthday is January 3rd, a date that is hugely significant to me for personal reasons. Furthermore, I’ve been wanting to move to the Pacific Northwest for over ten years, for it is a very special place to me and my heart has felt called there more than once.
“Now Marcela and I are living together near Portland, Oregon; exploring the potential of our friendship and seeing where the universe leads us from here.
“I forgot to mention how Steve got my number. Right after coming back to MI, he went to the hospital for some reason and ran into his Aunt Amy, who was also in the hospital. If they hadn’t been in the hospital at the same time, they would have had no idea how to find each other. Amy gave him my number, and he texted me the next day.
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You can find out more about Andrew at his blog here and his band, Anorkai, here.
Aleksander, if my Other Worldly Helpers are correct, Tesla is back in a physical body at this time but is in rather a state of confusion and stasis, as opportunities have not been what he perceived they would be when he decided to return. I’m quite convinced that at least certain aspects of the personality that was Nikola Tesla are incarnated in the vehicle of a young genius in the northwestern U.S. I myself could be mistaken. However, my Helpers generally are on-spot. I must elaborate just a bit by adding that apparently various fragments of the Whole Soul can separate and express in more than one physical vehicle simultaneously, especially fragments of those Whole Souls such as Tesla, Einstein, Edison, etc., whose purpose is to bring tremendous forward surges of knowledge and awareness to humanity. My own personal, individual opinion on these three particular entities is that they are not originally third-dimensional and that their frequencies are quite different from that which is experienced here on this third rock from the Sun. Again, I can certainly be mistaken, but have sound reasons to suspect this may be true.
Maybe they live in The Gorge. 🙂
Now THERE’S a thought.
Thank you for all the replies. I am happy that this has resonated with others as it has with me.
All warm and fuzzy here. Great story and i echo D Jan’s sentiment to the Universe, and also Nancy P’s Blessing. Good stuff. 🙂
what an incredible story! so many things to fall into place in a precise place, way and time – all leading to such a beautiful ending for andrew and marcela – a great story! and a lesson for us all – always always listen to our inner voice[s]!
It’s a very heartwarming story, and I do hope the universe realizes how much synchronicity is appreciated by so many of us! Just read a wonderful story that told of a synchronous event in a man’s life that caused him to change the entire course of his life. Read “The Last Dog on the Hill” by Steve Duno about a dog who became his best friend and mentor!
I saw that book the other day at B&N. Now I’ll buy it! Thanks for the recommendation.
I love this story!!! And the question I’m left with is: Where can I get such a talisman?!? I want one!!!
I hope Andrew drops by and lets you know where you get one!
I didn’t post my candidate, because in my case it would be a still not fulfilled prophecy that I’ve read about at least twice. I doubt that anyone reading this comment will bother with Google Translate for this
https://www.revijad.co.me/index.php?nivo=3&rubrika=&datum=2010-09-08&brojms=428&clanak=1532 (especially the first sentence) and this https://www.filokalija.org.rs/Carigradski_drum_ser_lat.htm. My all synchronicities seem to be somehow related to that big one and my future meeting with that person from the first translated sentence (if you translate it). It’s a long and very bizarre story and has something to do with my comments here: https://www.synchrosecrets.com/synchrosecrets/?p=185.
OK, I’m going to click these links and use google translate!
If you use Google Translate for the links mentioned above, you will find some “I don’t know what to do with it” information. When I was seven years ago reading the novel Carigradski drum (Constantinople Road) mentioned above, I was watching the same day this episode https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tnhh8JUrVe8 (Fibonacci numbers and golden mean around 9:10) and this (later from the same episode) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hkZM5zV988A&playnext=1&list=PL0C9B0C57F246FAF7 (the same scene in the novel Constantinople Road, but with a male grown up character running over asphalted Constantinople Road and a man named Aleksandar being a witness).
I personally met Djuro Koruga (mentioned here https://www.fortunecity.com/emachines/e11/86/shadow.html) and Miloje Rakocevic (the first one if you Google golden mean genetic code) eight years ago. That Tesla part is relatively new to me. The signs are “shouting” (obviously, I can’t write here the whole story) to me that I’ll meet the reincarnated Tesla (at the moment I am a PhD student interested in renewable energy). I don’t know what to do with a message that is obvious and insane at the same time.
OK, I’ll try again, Aleksandar. Thanks for the links!
You don’t understand what I’m talking about. I don’t understand also. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WFmWhwyA0NU&feature=related
Great story! I like the time factor added to the events as these are some of my favorite types of synchronicity.
Another great story with lots of ‘ifs’ : if the car hadn’t needed petrol, if a different petrol station had been used and so on the story would never have been completed. A lesson in following our intuition.
I enjoyed Steve’s synchro story, and his blog site. It’s great when things fall into place like this.
What a great story. I love it. Best of luck to both of you, Andrew and Marcela. And way to go, Steve’s aunt! 🙂
What marvelous convoluted synchros in this saga! One way or another, if we pay attention to our intuition…and often even if we don’t!….destiny (or our higher selves) will guide us to the people and places we need in our lives. As I recently mentioned under a different post, sometimes after being compelled for several years to search for someone, we finally find that other person only to learn that he or she has very recently passed over to the Other Side, and we are left to wonder WHY we felt such an urgent push to locate the person, and why we missed finding our friend by just a few days or weeks. I’ve come to accept that there’s always a reason, even when the person we so desperately seek has moved out of the body. In Andrew’s and Marcela’s situation, how beautiful that they found each other again and are exploring the implications and potential joys of a life together! Their story is so rich with synchronicities that in our minds we can actually visualize the ties that bind them meandering here and there, until finally the two ends of that umbilical unite. I love it!
I like the imagery of the umbilical, and have had similar thoughts myself. I am still exceedingly blown away by the events that brought Marcela back into my life, and that finally got my procrastinating self to Oregon.
With your talk of the other side, perhaps you’ll appreciate the significance of the date, January 3rd. In 2000, I was driving through a cemetery near my home, not paying any particular attention to the head stones. Suddenly, though, I couldn’t help but be drawn to a specific grave; it was the grave of a little girl named Amber who didn’t live to be a year old. She died on January 3, 1987. I had no idea why exactly, but that girl became very special to me. I’d often go to her grave after then and wonder about how she died and who she left behind. I thought about finding her parents, but then I considered how weird that would be for them and perhaps unwelcome.
By the end of 2000, I’d decided to move from Michigan to Texas on something of a whim. My travel arrangements were made for me by a friend in Texas, and it turned out that my departure was set for January 3, 2001. When I was told the day I was leaving, my jaw dropped. I wondered: is the reason Amber’s grave stuck out at me so much a warning not to move to Texas? Is my plane going to go down in flames?
Apprehensively, I went to Texas anyway. In many ways, I did die there. The death of my youth, of much of my naivety. I moved back to Michigan a year later, expecting to go back “home”, but it didn’t feel like home anymore. So January 3 was also the death of my sense of home.
At any rate, you can imagine my surprise last year when I learned of Marcela’s birthday.
So you had a series of life-changing synchros. When you get a chance, check out Mike Perry’s blog and teapots happen (both listed to the right). These guys have experienced some life-changing synchros, too.
This story about the girl and jan 3 is amazing. That date holds some special meaning for me, too. It’s my sister’s birthday and the birthday of our first agent.
Thanks so much for letting us post your story, Andrew.