An Odd Little Cluster

 For Mother’s Day, Rob, Megan and I went to the Norton Museum in downtown West Palm Beach to see an Annie Leibowitz exhibit.  Before we left, I slipped on my moldavite ring and told Rob and Megan the ring would attract a synchro,

On the way, we got stuck behind the SUV in the photo above.  With a canoe on the roof rack and three bikes on a rear carrier, it’s not an easy car to miss. 

Rob finally pulled around the car, we headed south on Olive, the street where the museum is located, and realized we’d gone too far. We circled back and turned into the museum lot – and saw the SUV with the canoe and bikes on it. The people were just getting out. to head into the museum.

“Them again?” Megan laughed. “This is starting to feel like a synchro.”

We went through the exhibit, which was fantastic.  The selection of 39 photos includes portraits of both celebrities and ordinary people.

We wandered around for about an hour, then decided to head for a Cuban bakery.

We were admiring the homes in a particular neighborhood  and weren’t paying any attention to where we were going. We ended up at another Cuban bakery  and while I went up to the sidewalk window to buy a couple of cortaditos, Rob and Megan filled the car with gas at the station across the street.  In other words, time passed, probably half an hour.

When we left the bakery, we missed our turn and ended up on the interstate. Rob decided to get off at the next exit and who’s in front of us? The SUV.

What?” Rob exclaimed.

“A cluster,” I laughed.

“Impressive,” Megan remarked.

They apparently had gotten lost as well, because as soon as I snapped the photo, they made a U-turn and headed back onto the interstate.  

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Disclosure Hearings

This week, Washington has been the site of disclosure hearings related to UFO phenomena. A panel of six former members of Congress is hearing testimony from more than 40 UFO witnesses, involving some of the most interesting cases. Wednesday morning the testimony was dedicated to the  eerie matter of mysterious animal mutilations that allegedly are related to the activity of UFO occupants. The intent of the hearings is to urge Congress to come aboard and set up their own hearings and call for government disclosure of secret UFO documents.

As might be expected, the mainstream media is dissing this event with some news outlets ridiculing both the hearing and panel members. I heard one report at the outset of the hearings that mainly involved belittling the former congress members by exposing their personal and financial frailties. It reminded me of virulent campaign attacks as election day approaches, and made me wonder what the point of the nastiness is about. It shows that the subject of UFOs and also the paranormal remain open game for such attacks. The harbingers of political correctness, who would never attack someone for being gay or a minority have no problem ridiculing UFO witnesses or believers in the paranormal.

To their credit, one semi-mainstream online news outlet, the Huffington Post, owned by AOL, has not only covered the hearings as a real event, but maintained a balanced approach, avoiding the disparaging comments found in other accounts.

Here is a  partial report on Huffington Post, written by Lee Spiegal, who knows this subject well. This report focuses on a case involving an ace Peruvian pilot, Col. Oscar Santa-Maria (pictured above.)

“Possibly the most intriguing testimony offered today (Wednesday) so far came from a former 25-year Peruvian air force fighter pilot. Col. Oscar Santa-Maria. In 1980, he was ordered to takeoff and shoot down a sphere-shaped UFO that was in restricted airspace near an air base. The encounter lasted more than 20 minutes.

“‘These were 22 minutes where we went up and down, it went around, and it was trying to avoid me while I was pursuing it and I was trying to fire. When I first fired, these were bursts of 30 millimeter shells — a single one can destroy a truck. And I shot 64, a barrage of fire, and nothing happened at all, and that’s what was so surprising.

“‘The possibility of NOT hitting my target was practically impossible. I’ve won awards for marksmanship, and that’s why they sent me up there to chase this thing. The possibility of my missing it was zero.’

“The object Santa-Maria was chasing was about 30 feet in diameter with a dome on top, no visible engine, wings or windows. He told the committee he tried to figure out how to better attack the unknown craft.

“‘I tried different positions. When it went up, it had supersonic speed. When I moved to the side of the UFO at 1.3 Mach, it stopped, and then, in a matter of seconds, it achieved 1.2 Mach without any engines! This is something that nobody, no craft can do, to just go from zero to 1.2 Mach, vertically, to reach my same position — it was able to anticipate my moves and then follow me.

“‘Once I landed, I met with intelligence officers, and we looked at all catalogues to see what possible spy object this might have been, but there was nothing similar to what I had observed, and we were unaware of any type of technology [like this] on Earth that existed.”

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You probably won’t read about that case or any others in most newspapers, or even on cable TV. If someone has seen any other media reports that actually over the hearings without the element of ridicule, please let us know.

 

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American Revolution & #57

Number synchronicities are something that captivate many people. But we’ve found that this particular type of synchronicity seems to especially appeal to people who don’t pay much attention to other aspects of meaningful coincidences in their lives. In other words, the frequency of an appearance of a particular number seems to be an entry point for some people into the world of synchronicity.

As a recent example, we  were involved in talks with a man who had been the programming director for a large cable channel company for more than twenty years. He had retired and was working as a consultant bringing ideas for TV series to a production company called Jupiter Entertainment. He knew that the H2 channel was looking for a new series to follow Ancient Aliens and he’d come across Aliens in the Backyard, and was fascinated.

As it turned out, JE was busy with other projects and passed on Aliens.  We’d been hopeful, but having been there before, we were aware that it was a long shot.

We’d talked on the phone and exchanged e-mails with this man who seemed fairly traditional – in other words, not into the paranormal or synchronicity. But he did confess to being baffled by one set of numbers that repeatedly appeared in his life.

After things culminated with his pursuit of bringing Aliens to the small screen, he wrote us and said that his daughter had also been plagued by a number synchronicity. When he asked her what number, he was amazed to find out that it was the same number he was seeing.

So we asked him what the number was and when Trish heard that it was 4-4-4, she was startled because she had seen that same string of numbers herself before the man had contacted us. Once we were talking with him, she no longer saw the numbers.

That story is an extended intro to a fascinating tale about number synchronicities from History Computed, by Arthur Finnessey, who found that the number 57 is an intimate characteristic of the American Revolution.

Among examples he cites is the last time the Liberty Bell rang, in tribute to George Washington, before it cracked on February 22, 1846 – 57 years after Washington’s 57th birthday.

> The closing paragraph of the US Constitution, following its original seven articles, makes up 57 words. It was ratified by 57 yes-votes from New Hampshire, and all Constitutional law begins with the Constitution’s 57th word –  “All.”

> On February 6, 1777, 57 weeks to the day after the pivotal Battle of Princeton, another turning-point took place when the French joined the American cause. They fought off 19 British warships, making it possible for Washington to defeat Cornwallis on October 19, 1781, in a war which began on the 19th of April, 1775. So those three significant 19’s add up to 57.

>Washington’s only two victories over British Commander Cornwallis were 57 days apart.

> So too, 57 days separated the other decisive battles of the war, at Cowpens and the Guilford Courthouse.

> The final anniversary of Lexington and Concord celebrated during the Revolutionary War was precisely 57 months, 57 weeks and 57 days after they were fought.

> In South Carolina’s most famous assault at Fort Ninety-Six, 57 Americans were killed. Interestingly, 96 is the sum total of the number of men who signed the Declaration of Independence (57) and the Constitution (39). The American Revolution’s 57th month concluded on 19 January, 1780; the Redcoats took Charleston exactly twice times 57 (114) days later. Twelve times 57 (684) days before, the decisive Battle of Monmouth was fought.

Symbolically, five is associated with male energy (i.e., war), while seven signifies the completion of cycles. Together, five and seven reflect the completion of major military cycles running like inter-linking themes throughout the history of the Revolutionary War. Isodore Kozminsky, in Numbers, Their Meaning & Magic, refers to any number from 55 to 64 as “the Sword.”

Author Frank Joseph wondered  if the presence of the number 57 determined historical events. Or was it somehow an outgrowth or expression of America’s violent struggle for freedom? (Yes, we’ve read the terrible stuff about him, and don’t know whether it’s true, but if it is, does that automatically make his take on synchros invalid?)

Joseph says: “The outstanding feature of 57, around which acausal incidents revolved, was a major rift in the fabric of history – the American Revolution. All other, similarly powerful historical events likewise produce extraordinary high levels of meaningful coincidence.”

Yes. In fact, that last comment relates to the 7th secret of The 7 Secrets of Synchronicity: When synchronicities manifest themselves through global events, the universe seems to be addressing us as a collective.

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A Healing Ceremony

On Sunday, April 28, I received an hour-long healing from Don Pascual Flores, the Q’ero Indian shaman, who was visiting South Florida under the auspices of Carey Stokes, a healer in his own right. As Trish mentioned in her comments about our group session the evening before, we were surprised that the despacho ceremony included cleansing procedure with condor feathers and Florida water that was very similar to what we experienced years ago in ceremonies with Santeria practitioners in Miami.

The healing ceremony involved lots of spit-spraying of Florida water as well as work with crystals, stones, feathers, and bells. For much of the healing, I was holding large pieces of crystal quartz in either hand along with an eagle feather in each hand as I lay on my back. Meanwhile, Don Pascual was chanting and singing and placing stones on my forehead and rubbing other stones across my body.

I quickly entered the alpha state between wakefulness and sleep, and as he called on the spirits, I seemingly glimpsed one watching us. I was in a deeply relaxed state of mind where I was seeing an entity – which looked sort of like an owl – for some time before I realized what I was looking at. So at first it was there, but I didn’t comprehend what I was seeing. It’s like staring at something in the refrigerator that you’re looking for, but somehow not seeing it.

One of the oddities of this healing, something a bit hard to conceive and sort of humorous as well, was something that Don Pascual did while he was working on my feet. He sprayed my feet with Florida water, rubbed them with stones, then tied the big toes together and stuck an eagle feather between them. So the reading was definitely from ‘head to toe.’

Don Pascual only had one question for me, what was my name.  I told him Roberto, my traveling name when I’m in Latin countries. He invoked the spirits over and over in the name of mi hermano (my brother) Roberto. His effort, as I understand it, was to remove any negative attachments from ancestors.

Did the healing work? It’s hard to say so soon after the experience, which at this writing was about four hours ago. As I recall, the last time I was involved in a Q’ero ceremony, around 1995, nothing much happened for me at the time. However, I completed Prophecy Rock shortly afterwards, and it went on to win the Edgar Allan Poe Award. In fact, an article that appeared in Publisher’s Weekly about the awards featured a photo of me receiving my Edgar–one of more than 25 Edgars that were awarded in various categories. I have always attributed the energy transmission from that despacho ceremony with the Q’eros as a turning point for that novel.

There’s a very interesting synchronicity here. Prior to hearing about Don Pascual’s appearance in South Florida, I had been receiving long-distance healing transmissions from Jane Clifford, the healer in Wales who comes to our blog. Surprisingly, the type of healing transmissions that Jane was using were based on the same ancient Inca (Q’ero) methods. She had studied the Munay Ki system through an on-line course offered by The Four Winds Society and found that it worked very well for her. It was unusual for her to work with a group and she was already a renowned healer in her own right. So she had been working with Snake and Leopard medicine for several weeks.

Finally, one day I told her that I would probably end up in surgery for benign prostatic hyperplasia (BPH) fairly soon. The specialist I was seeing was encouraging it. There was no more time for alternative healing methods. She replied: “No, there’s still time for a miracle.” It was that same morning, after reading her comment, that I opened up the newspaper and found the article about Don Pascual Flores.

ADDENDUM:

One day after the healing ceremony, something happened that linked Don Pascual and Jane Clifford’s energy transmissions. Jane has been sending healing energies now for several weeks. But I’ve never had any particular reaction. However, this morning, she sent an e-mail suggesting that I try visualizing a golden snake entering my body and healing me. After reading it, I closed my eyes, relaxed and focused, imagining the golden snake entering and healing. Almost immediately, I felt an energy field swirling around me, moving counter-clock wise and I felt empathy and compassion within it.

I knew it was from Jane, and when I told her about it, she remarked that it was the healing ceremony with Don Pascual that had opened me and made me more receptive. She also said that as she wrote about the golden snake, she felt the energy moving out from her to me.

A day later, another twist. I have told the doctor nothing about the healing ceremony.  Shamans are in another world from most medical professionals. In fact, I haven’t seen the doctor since early April., Yet, when I called his office in reference to an upcoming appointment, which was to talk about surgery, he now says he doesn’t think it’s a good idea to rush into it. I’m curious about his shift in thinking. I’ll find out more when I see him.

 

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Don Pascual: A Q’ero Shaman


Don Pascual, Q’ero shaman

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 This evening, April 27, we drove to Palm Beach Gardens for a ceremony with Peruvian/Q’ero shaman Don Pascual Flores.  We weren’t sure what to expect.

The ceremony consists of creating a despacho –  a medicine pouch – that holds the wishes and desires of everyone in the room.

In the 1990s, we attended a despacho ceremony with another Q’ero shaman who had been brought to the U.S. by author Albert Villodo.  That was held in a rather large auditorium, with more than a hundred people attending, and a group of Q’ero Indians preparing the medicine pouch on stage. When the despacho was finished, everyone in the audience came forward one by one, for a limpieza – or cleansing – of his/her energy field with the medicine pouches made on stage.

This event was held at the Jamar Enlightenment Center, a yoga studio. As soon as we walked in, we knew the ceremony was going to be considerably smaller and much more personal. There were 22 of us seated in low meditation chairs, in a large circle. Don Pascual and Carey Stokes, the American who brought the shaman to the U.S. for a limited tour of South Florida, sat at the north direction of the circle. That direction is represented by the hummingbird.

Rob and I were sitting to the east, symbolized by the condor. I rather liked that since condors and hummingbirds feature in  both Esperanza and in Apparition, the 3rd book in the series, which comes out in November 2013.

Before the ceremony opened, before Don Pascual even sat down, he went around the circle and hugged everyone hello. Then we were invited to place anything we wanted to on a cloth, where the object would be blessed with the despacho  at the end of the evening.  I put my watch  there. Rob had brought along his mesa, a collection of objects that he has gathered over the years in our travels – crystals, stones – and put that on the cloth.   

The ceremony opened with an homage to each of the four directions. We all turned to face the particular direction, Don Pascual uttered a prayer in Quechua and Spanish. Some people had brought rattles, which they shook during the prayers. Honor to each direction ended with Don Pascual blowing into a large conch shell, using it like a horn.

Then the making of the medicine pouch began.   Carey explained that there are hundreds of types of despachos.  This one was called Ini and its purpose is to restore balance in our lives.Everyone in the room was given three bay leaves; in Peru, they use coca leaves, but since they’re illegal here, bay leaves were substituted. Apparently you can make do with what you have because it’s the intent that matters. 

We breathed on the bay leaves and poured our wishes, dreams and hopes into them.  We did this while Don Pascual began to build the despacho  on a square piece of fabric. A lot of stuff goes into it and I wasn’t able to scribble notes fast enough to record everything:

The petals of red and white flowers, anise, sugar, dollars from the Dollar Store (representing abundance), sprinklings of wine and Florida water – known as Spirit Water – and objects that represent the 7 chakras. We were each invited to come forward and place our bay leaves inside the despacho.

When I sat on a pillow in front of this shaman while he performed this ritual with my three bay leaves, it felt extraordinary. Something powerful emanated from this man. He’s short, maybe five feet tall, with a kind of angelic face, small, dark eyes, and was decked out in full shaman poncho, pants, even a woolen cap.  He was barefoot, like the rest of us, and I remember looking at his small feet at one point and thinking, Wow, these feet are genuine. They’ve walked at 14,000 feet in the Andes. We later learned that Don Pascual’s teacher  was considered to be the Q’ero equivalent of the Dalai Lama.

He blessed my bay leaves, told me to breathe on them three times, then he did the same. The leaves were then pressed together with a white flower petal and placed just so inside the despacho.

 We also breathed our wishes and dreams into a kernel of Peruvian corn, which was probably the largest corn kernel I’ve ever seen. Then we each went up and placed the kernel in the medicine pouch.

By the time Don Pascual had finished placing everything in the despacho, he positioned a candle in each of the four directions and lit them.  Only then were we allowed to take photos. Here’s what it looked like. All that color is Don Pascual’s clothing and cap as he’s leaning forward. The medicine pouch is in front of him. Here, it resembles a birthday cake.

After the candles were blown out, Carey Stokes did a limpieza on each of us with his mesa, then we sat on a pillow again in front of Don Pascual and he blessed each of us with the despacho. Here’s Rob, receiving his blessing:


 Again, when this little guy placed that despacho on my various chakras – crown, throat, heart – and murmured his prayers – I felt steeped in a kind of cultural alchemy. I was reminded that trees don’t grow at 14,000 feet, but potatoes do. I was reminded that a pilot must use oxygen at 14,000 feet and above. I was reminded that when you live at this altitude, there are no grocery stores, drug stores, malls or doctors. The village shaman is your doctor. So he or she must treat the absolute bottom line: the imbalance in your energy field.

Don Pascual is the real deal.

On April 28, Rob has a one-hour healing session with him. 

 

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A Sunday Chuckle

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Planetary Empath Page

For several weeks before the Boston Marathon bombings and subsequent events, I was receiving a lot of email from planetary empaths. These individuals so attuned to the planet that they experience physical symptoms weeks, day, or hours before a natural or manmade disaster. In retrospect, the symptoms  people were reporting certainly pointed toward something big.

In the past, I’ve tried to copy these emails and keep them in a file so I could post them at some point. The problem with this, though, is that I get a lot of email and within a few days, it takes me hours to go back through it all and find the ones I need.

So, I’ve created a static page at the top of the blog called Planetary Empaths,  where people can describe their symptoms and what they’re feeling. This way, there’s a running record, with dates. I published the page on April 16, 2013, the day after the marathon bombings.

Just for clarity, the dates of last week’s events are:

4/15 – Bombing at marathon (before the page went up)

4/18 – 5:10 PM, the FBI releases  the photos of the suspects

4/18-  10:30 PM, shootout in Watertown, where the older brother is killed

4:18 – quake in Japan

4/19 – hunt for younger brother in Watertown, Boston area in lock down, younger brother arrested  that evening

4/20- quake in China

PE Symptoms:

Abdominal pain and discomfort

Aching bones and joints (associated with Boston bombings)

Bleeding from the ears or nose

Burning eyes

Crippling fatigue

Dream premonitions/visions

Extreme sadness with no apparent cause

Extreme vertigo

Feelings of being “crushed” or “broken open” (reported before quakes)

Heart palpitations

Insomnia

Migraines

Nausea

Poltergeist phenomena

Ringing in ears

Strange and vivid dreams about disasters

Vibrations that run up and down arms and legs

There are symptoms that have been reported most frequently, but there are undoubtedly others. If you have experienced anything like this, please comment here or on the PE page. Perhaps by building a database like this, empaths and the rest of us can eventually learn how to read these symptoms for what, where, and when?

– Trish

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Back to the Titanic

 

Years ago, long before we wrote our first book on synchronicity, we read a book on meaningful coincidence called, Synchronicity & You, Understanding the Role of Meaningful Coincidence in your Life,  by Frank Joseph. So it was interesting to come across an article by Joseph recently that, in part, provided a plethora of synchros related to the sinking of the Titanic.

Joseph refers to synchronicity as “fundamentally a form of guidance that enters into the personal lives of every human being. Even if we knowingly discard it, at least part of its influence enters our subconscious.”

Besides the fascinating examples Joseph provides, we were impressed and surprised to see that he confirms one of our convictions about meaningful coincidences that we wrote about in The 7 Secrets of Synchronicity.

He says: “…powerful historical events likewise produce extraordinary high levels of meaningful coincidence. In fact, the more dramatic, even traumatic, the event, the greater the intensity and sheer number that appear.”

In our book, Secret 7 was called, The Global.  “When synchronicities manifest themselves through global events, the universe seems to be addressing us as a collective.”

Joseph points to the Titantic disaster as an outstanding example of such a global event.

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“Hardly any other single occurrence in the 20th century generated such a large collection of impressive examples. So many, in fact, they embraced all 17 categories of synchronicity. The meaningful significance of particular numerals played its part in the Titanic disaster, too – in that classic bad-luck symbol, Number 13.

“That this traditionally unfortunate number was factually associated with the most infamous of unlucky ocean liners should come as no surprise. Two, separate examples serve to illustrate. A British journalist, W.T. Stead, demonstrated his contempt for superstition by deliberately concluding a story on the 13th of April, 1912. Further tempting fate, his narration described the discovery of an ancient Egyptian sarcophagus and the curse of violent death alleged to overtake anyone who verbally translated its inscription. The next day, R.M.S. Titanic met the disaster in which Stead perished.

“A fellow passenger who lightheartedly challenged the deadly number was from Youngstown, Ohio. George Wick had been traveling with his family through Europe for several months and booked homeward voyage on Titanic. While in transit to Cherbourg, where the doomed ship would make final docking before attempting her transatlantic crossing, he stopped at Paris. There he purchased a Grand Prix sweepstakes ticket, choosing Number 13 on purpose, just to prove to everyone that he was not superstitious. “Watch and see what it does for me!,” he exclaimed. Several days later, Wick went down with the vessel.

“Such warnings proliferated around the Titanic before she sailed. A White Star insignia crumbled to pieces in the hands of Mrs. Arthur Lewis while she was pinning it to her husband’s cap. He was just about to board R.M.S. Titanic, where he was a steward. At the time, she regarded the incident as a bad omen, although he dismissed her expressed anxiety as foolishness, until the ship foundered a few days later. Fortunately, Mr. Lewis survived.

“In another Titanic-related warning, Colonel John Weir, a mining engineer with a worldwide reputation, almost canceled his first class ticket because of distressful feelings about the voyage. Staying at London’s prestigious Waldorf Astoria, he awoke on the morning of April 10th to find that the water pitcher atop his dresser had unaccountably shattered, soaking his clothes. He seriously expressed his premonitory feelings to the hotel manager, who allayed the Colonel’s “superstitions” enough for him to reluctantly board the great ocean liner. While at sea, Weir told his secretary about the burst water pitcher, could not shake his sense of foreboding, and said he must get off Titanic at the next opportunity, when it docked in Queenstown, Ireland. Again dissuaded, he remained aboard, only to go down with the ship he intuited was doomed.

“As some measure of the magnitude of synchronous phenomena associated with the disaster, no less than 899 persons who initially booked passage for Titanic’s maiden voyage eventually refused to board her because of warnings they experienced in the forms of various omens, premonitions, dreams and precognitive events. An additional 4,066 would-be passengers either missed the boat or canceled their reservations, usually under apparently normal circumstances, but sometimes through unusual coincidences that prevented them from sailing.

“Blanche Marshall suffered a hysterical outbreak on April 10th, 1912, as she and her family watched the Titanic steam past the Isle of Wight from the roof of their home overlooking the River Solent. In a virtual panic, she said the liner would sink before it reached New York and railed against her husband, daughters and servants for being blind to her vision of masses of people drowning in the freezing waters of the North Atlantic.

“While neither Mrs. Marshall nor anyone she knew sailed aboard the Titanic, she was prevented from boarding another doomed liner just three years later by similar precognition. In 1915, her husband had booked tickets for their return trip to England from America aboard the Lusitania. She thought nothing of it until she saw the May 1st date of the tickets. Convinced the ship would be torpedoed and sunk on that passage, Blanche convinced him to change their booking. Interestingly, she felt safe traveling on Lusitania at any other time. It was only the prospect of the May 1st crossing that alarmed her. True to her sense of foreboding, the vessel was torpedoed and sunk with heavy loss of life on the same voyage she refused to take.

“A sub-category of “Premonitions” is synchronous literature. Published in 1892, From the Old World to the New described the sinking of an ocean liner after colliding with an iceberg in the North Atlantic. The “fictional” name of its captain, E.J. Smith, likewise belonged to the man who commanded R.M.S. Titanic, twenty years later. Interestingly, the author of From the Old World to the New, W.T. Stead, lost his own life on board the same ship.

“While Titanic was being readied for her maiden voyage, the May issue of Popular Magazine was coming off the presses with the story of Admiral, an 800 foot-long ocean liner crossing the North Atlantic through calm seas at 22 1/2 knots. She strikes an iceberg and sinks, leaving the survivors among her thousand passengers to be rescued by a steamer. Similarities to the real-life tragedy convinced readers the story was based on Titanic’s particulars. But author Mayn Clew Garnett was said to have received the details for his novelette in a dream he had while sailing on the Titanic’s sister ship, Olympic. While he may have been influenced by physical parallels noticed during his passage aboard the virtually look-a-like vessel, Garnett’s selection of 43 north latitude for Admiral’s collision with the iceberg was virtually the same position at which Titanic met her identical fate.

“Literature is not alone among the arts which figure into synchronous events. More in black humour than conscious precognition, a crewman and his wife made recordings for each other, the husband singing “Only To See Her Face Again” to her “True Til Death,” on April 7, 1912, prior to his service about the world’s greatest ocean liner. Three days later, he sailed on the Titanic, never to return.

“Animal interaction in human experience forms its own, distinct category of synchronicity, and was not missing in the fate of R.M.S. Titanic. The age-old sailor’s belief that rats leave ships long before any apparent danger of sinking was exemplified aboard R.M.S. Titanic, when two crewmen in a forward boiler room saw panic-stricken rodents scampering aft, away from the starboard bow. Next day, an iceberg struck that very spot. Both men escaped the disaster with their lives, because the rats’ sudden appearance had made them uneasy enough to station themselves, as often as possible, in the immediate vicinity of the lifeboats.

“Another incident of animal synchronicity associated with Titanic concerns Bess, a thorough-bred horse belonging to Isadore Straus, the co-founder of Macy’s Department Store. The same night he and his wife were killed in the sinking, six-year-old Bess suddenly died of causes the veterinarian was unable to determine.

“Tactile sensations comprise a sub-heading of “Death” in synchronicity. The unaccountable perfume of flowers associated with someone close and recently deceased is not uncommon. Another example belongs to May de Witt Hopkins, who experienced the fragrance of roses in her London home one day after R.M.S. Titanic sank. Although word of the disaster had spread by that time, names of those on board were not yet published. But with the flowery scent filling her room from no apparent source, Hopkins suddenly felt that someone she knew was trying to make her aware of his or her death. She later learned that a friend, who was, unbeknownst to her, a passenger on the ship, had indeed perished when it went down. Interestingly, her own mother, during the late 19th century, had been similarly alerted to the death of a loved one by a mysterious, flowery odour.

““Inanimate Objects,” like the White Star insignia that fatefully disintegrated in the hands of Mrs. Lewis, comprise a wide-ranging group of synchronous experiences. The Managing Director of the White Star Line, Joseph Bruce Ismay, survived the Titanic, but thereafter resigned his post, because he was publicly, although unfairly, blamed for the tragedy. He spent the next 25 years of his life in virtual seclusion, dying on October 17, 1937. That same Sunday afternoon, a framed, oval mirror that hung in Ismay’s office during his tenure at the White Star Line suddenly crashed from its hook, scattering broken pieces across the floor.

“Two weeks after Titanic was lost, a large wooden crate left unclaimed at Pier 61, in New York harbour, was opened by port authorities. They were surprised to see that it contained a meticulously detailed model of the sunken vessel. It had originally been sent to the US for promotional purposes on behalf of the White Star Line and was supposed to be returned to the London offices on the doomed ship’s return voyage. But the 30 foot-long representation was accurate in more particulars than anyone could explain. Although it presented a full compliment of 20 davits, there were only a dozen miniature lifeboats. Moreover, the bow was partially ruined and a long crack appeared from the keel toward the upper deck, mimicking the actual damage sustained by Titanic.

“As might be expected, “Dreams” are an important category of synchronicity. While traveling in Europe during the spring of 1912, a New York lawyer, Isaac C. Frauenthal, dreamt of being aboard a large ship which collided with some floating object and began to sink. His was a long, vivid nightmare, in which he clearly recalled the sights and sounds of calamity. Several nights later, the identical psycho-drama repeated itself, and he told his brother and sister-in-law that it must be a warning against their up-coming voyage on R.M.S. Titanic.

“But they laughed at his dream and convinced him to go through with their return trip to America aboard the doomed White Star liner. All three survived the sinking foretold in Isaac’s recurring nightmare.

“Perhaps the most inexplicable aspects of synchronicity are those more infrequent instances of “Parallel Lives.” When Lucien P. Smith narrowly escaped death during the terrible fire on Viking Princess, in 1966, it was his second, major disaster at sea. A survivor of the Titanic, he was in his mother’s womb when that ship sank, just as Mrs. Astor, also aboard, was pregnant with her son, John Jacob. Both children were born eight months after the sinking, in which their fathers perished. Their mothers died in the same year, 1940.

“Individual lives and major conflicts are events sometimes so powerful they echo beyond their own time and appear to replay themselves in the future. Such an extraordinary case of parallel history began to unfold when William C. Reeves went aboard the tramp steamer, Titanian, as an ordinary seaman, departing Scotland for New York on April 13, 1935. Ten days later, at 2300 hours, he was ordered into the foc’s’le head to stand watch.

“Although the sea was calm, the darkness was moonless and impenetrable. Reeves began to feel increasingly uneasy, not only because of the very poor visibility conditions he now faced as ship’s look-out. He thought, too, of the premonitory novel he had been reading in his cabin, Morgan Robertson’s Futility. Reeves was unable to keep his mind from drifting back to a dramatic moment in the book when Titan’s look-out missed seeing an iceberg in time to avoid disaster. Also, he could not help but notice the ironic similarity of his ship’s name, Titanian, and Robertson’s Titan with Titanic.

“As his sense of irony deepened into anxiety, he realized that the time was now 23:35, just five minutes before the hour Titanic struck the iceberg. Reeves knew that penalties were severe for raising a false alarm, the darkness ahead showed no sign of danger, and for some moments he hesitated to act. But at last his feelings of imminent collision overwhelmed him and he ordered the bridge to stop engines, “Iceberg ahead!”

“No sooner had the ship’s speed dropped off, than she smashed into several large fragments of ice, which twisted her bow and disabled her propeller. Slowing to full stop, Titanian’s crew were astonished to behold an enormous iceberg looming directly ahead out of the darkness. The floating mountain appeared at 23:40, the same hour of Titanic’s collision.

“Doubtless, had the Titanian not stopped in time, she would have followed her predecessor to the bottom. An SOS sent to Cape Race, Newfoundland, brought rescue to the stranded crew.

“The multiple synchronicities of this parallel event – the similar ships’ names, Reeves’ powerful premonition, his reading of Robertson’s book, precisely the same hour for meeting with a deadly iceberg – far out-strip all considerations on behalf of mere chance. Instead, they clearly define the operative principle of meaningful coincidence as a legitimate phenomenon.”

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Interestingly, W.T. Stead is involved in two of the Titanic synchros, though Joseph didn’t mention the oddity. Thinking it was an error, I looked up the book with the Titanic-like saga, From the Old World to the New, and indeed, W.T. Stead is the author. He tested his own fate, and boarded the Titanic on its maiden voyage, and went down with the ship.

Frank is the editor in chief of Ancient American magazine and the author of numerous books including The Destruction of Atlantis, The Lost Civilization of Lemuria, Survivors of Atlantis, The Lost Treasure of King Juba, Atlantis in Wisconsin, The Lost Pyramids of Rock Lake and Last of the Red Devils. He lives in Minnesota.

 

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Hybrids among us?

When we did our interviews with Anne and Whitley Strieber, the link they provided for our blog was one about social engineering. We’ve gotten some terrific comments and are bringing one of them forward. It’s about hybrids and came from D Nicholas.

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“Having listened to the interview with Anne and having been interviewed by Anne about my experiences I would like to comment on the Grays’ hybrid project. I’m convinced with certainty that it’s real. I have been meditating for years and learned to do channeling, which is basically to be in close contact with your own Daemon ( check out Antony Peake’s book The Daemon. ) After my left ear started beeping like Whitley’s I realized that I had some involvement with the Grays. I have no memory of going anywhere with them, but over time I became convinced it was true.

“One morning about a year ago, during meditation a young female voice came into my head and said she was my daughter Mia and then said: me a nice Gray. She was a second generation backcross. I am a retired plant breeder from the University of Wisconsin, so I’m familiar with backcrossing. Essentially this is when the offspring of the hybrid cross is crossed back to one of the parents and in this case the human parent. She said her mother, a first generation backcross, was someone that I had channeled over the years named Sam, who I eventually realized was a female named Samantha.

“When I was told this, Samantha came into my head to affirm our relationship and she sent some type of energetic jolt through my body that was so strong that I bounced up off my recliner. No wild imagination could cause such a reaction and when she left she did it a second time. 

“Some time after this my Daemon told me that Mia was with child, a future third generation backcross. One night while asleep I had a very vivid dream and I met Mia, who I sensed was pregnant. The most unusual thing about this dream was I had a memory of both taste and smell, which I have never had before in any dream.

“Later when I meditated my Daemon said that the memory of smell and taste was to assure me that this was an actual real event that took place. I was surprised to learn that both Samantha and Mia were backcrossed into the Native American population as Mia had darker skin than I would have expected. When these new variations of us will join us or replace us I have no clue. Am I concerned about it. NO!!

“Having experienced episodes of cosmic consciousness, Ufo sighting and possible on board incidents – but memory erased, and various other strangeness, my sympathy is with Whit and others who are brave enough to speak and stand by their truth. My family, some friends and acquaintances roll their eyeballs, tap their temples, and take off. Other dear folk share their truths and accept mine. Love them and don’t waste time trying to reason with or convince the closed minds.”

 

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The Lost-and-Found Novel

Cover of the lost Indiana Jones novel, by Christian Guldager

I’ve previously written  about the lost Indiana Jones novel, a story that I wrote and that was accepted for publication…but which was never published because of miscommunication between LucasFilm and Bantam Books. Indiana Jones and the Staff of Kings was somewhat related to the story of a new version of the Indy computer game by the same name. Book and game were supposed to come out simultaneously. They didn’t.

When the game came out without the novel, which had been completed months earlier, the novel was killed. So it remained on my desktop PC, which I rarely use anymore. Then, several weeks ago, a power surge fried the hard drive on that computer and did the same to the attached external hard drive. So much for the surge protector. So novel and backup copy were gone, and I figured that was the end of that.

Then, Dale Dassel, an avid Indy fan who sometimes comes to the blog, reminded me that I had sent a digital copy to a Danish artist – also a big Indy fan – who wanted to make a book cover for the unpublished novel. I contacted Christian Guldager and not only did he still have it, but he’d just recently finished reading it for a second time. (I guess I wrote it for him!) He sent the digital file and meanwhile also sent a copy to Dale, who formatted it like a novel, and then sent it to me.

Even though I’ve been approached by a couple of  publishers who would love to put it on the market, it can’t be done because it’s the property of LucasFilm and they have an agreement with Bantam Books, which doesn’t think there’s enough interest in Indiana Jones novels to publish it.

So it goes back to sleep inside my computer. To that end, I was downloading the files Dale sent when Trish walked into my office and said, “What’s this?” She was holding a card, which she’d found on the floor outside my door. On the front of the card was a full-body picture of Harrison Ford, garbed as Indy, whip in hand. At the bottom of the card, it said: INDY FOREVER! On the back was a promo for Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull.

Dale had sent me the card a few years ago and I had stuck it into the corner of one of my framed Indy book covers. It apparently had fallen out on its own. Trish swears she didn’t bump up against it. The timing couldn’t have been more interesting. Definitely a synchronicity of the Indy kind.

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