The next synchronicity came from Lauren, under a comment for the July 27 post on clusters and figs. It’s a really odd story, I think, about spirit contact and, well, a pair of pliers!
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I was en route to art residency in Connecticut, and stopped in a rest area in New Mexico to have lunch. After I finished, I saw a fancy pair of pliers lying at my feet, near the table. They looked expensive, so I picked them up and threw them into my car, then drove on.
Halfway across the country, I got the inspiration to visit my Grandmother’s grave, in a little town called Dewitt, Nebraska. I had not been there since I was a child, and wondered if it even existed any longer. But I found it on the map, and found the graveyard, where I planted a black eyed Susan. I learned that the pride of Dewitt was it’s tool and die factory, founded in the 20’s by a Swedish emigrant. They even had a “Vise-Grip” museum.
When I got to Connecticut and unloaded my car, I found the pliers on the floor (which I had forgotten about). Sure enough, they said “Vise-Grip The Original”.
So now my “magic pliers” sit on my bureau, in my mind, a gift from Grandma.
How funny, #9 on all her blogs. I signed up, too. #10.
Just to add, I just went over to Rosaria's new food blog and 'followed' and realised that i have been the 9th follower on all of Rosaria's blogs. Too funny.
It's such a great story because it is so personal.
I am heading over to Rosaria's for some recipes tooooooooo!
Skeptics, like the Amazing Randi, would find nothing remarkable about this story, just a random happening, and the same would be true if the vice-grip pliers had dropped at their feet (or on their heads) while standing at Grandma's grave. They don't quite get it.
That is an amazing synchronicity! No doubt it was a nudge from beyond!
Vegan recipes! We'll be by, lakeviewer!
Therese – more tools!
another neat story of odd/unique objects and synchros – uh, and an ominous image, too! 🙂
so weird lake's comment, however, really! just an hour or so ago, i was contemplating a little note to you two [macgregors] for a couple of neat vegan recipes that you like since it's been so long since i had any and i wanted to try something a bit different – then, i grabbed a new magazine of my daughters and opened it to a page with a beautiful color photo and recipe of a fantastic tomato pie that i can't wait to make! that's all within this last hour – and then here i find lake's comment so i can hardly wait for her new blog! just what i was wanting!
This is too precious! I could relate to it, as most of our trips take us places often not planned for, yet intriguing and connected somehow.
I have an anectode to share. Here it goes.
My daughter is a vegan, and when I spent two weeks in June at her place to help her recover from surgery, I cooked for her and her husband, following her recipes and instructions. I had dreaded this time of adjustment, and had planned nightly errants to stop at a burger joint. I didn't need to as the food was great and I was not hungry at all. A month later, my doctor tells me that not only I had lost weight, but all my blood chemistry had improved tremendously as well.
Fast forward to yesterday, when the idea came to me that I should jump in and produce a blog about cooking real food, with an emphasis on appreciating vegetables. So, what I dreaded, and what most people dread, is now what I have come to love and will teach others to love.
That to me is synchronicity.
This reminds me of how our son-in-law was honored to be gifted with my dad's old tools, even though the two had never met.
One size fits all is boring!
Great story – messages can come in so many varied ways. I feel we all have differing symbols from loved ones relevant only to us. Never liked the 'one size fits all' interpretations.