Mercury Retrograde Update

Trish in her
 yoga prime…

I decided to test Mercury Retrograde, and waited to shop for gifts until Dec. 10, the first day of MR. My plan was to go to World Market, a import store similar to Pier One, but larger.

I wanted to buy cushions for our kitchen chairs. The present ones are old, stained, or ripped. I knew World Market stocked them, because that’s where I bought the ones I wanted to replace. So this would be a MR challenge. According to MR, expect glitches, delays, miscommunication, confusion. If they didn’t have any cushions in stock or not the right colors or style, I would concede that the experience fit the MR conditions.

But not everything goes wrong in MR. This morning, in fact, we heard from a writer friend you just received a $25K check from her publisher, but doesn’t know what it’s for, since there was no paperwork accompanying it, and the sum was exactly $25K. So it didn’t look like a handsome royalty check, which might be $25, 312.33. Well, since there’s some confusion around the check, it is a MR experience–but a positive one.

But back to the World Market and those cushions. I parked in the lot and walked past Best Buy and a couple other large box stores en route to my destination. I noticed workmen huddled around the door and figured they were making repairs. As I approached, I saw that they had chiseled a three-foot deep hole right at the entrance, which was strange. Then I looked past them and….what? The building was vacant. The World Market had disappeared. I backed off and saw the shadow of the old sign. Yes, I had the right location. But I thought I’d seen the sign last week from the road. Yeah, last week when Trish said it was a good time for shopping before Mercury Retrograde set in.

So there it is. No cushions…no store!

P.S. Here’s an interesting article detailing a scientific study in support of astrology. Thanks Jane C.
 – R

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The Synchro Summit

Earlier this year, we were invited to participate in a synchronicity summit at Yale University’s Divinity School.
It sounded interesting, but ultimately we chose not to attend for a couple of reasons. First, we were told it would be closed to the public and there would be no book signing event associated with the symposium. Not a good sign. We were also told that it would consist of 12 hours sitting around a table with academics talking about synchronicity over the weekend event. Sorry, but YUCK!

We’re not from the academic world, and we didn’t really fit in the professorial crowd–although Rob would’ve been happy to lead the group in a yoga class and group meditation–no talking, no thinking! Actually, though, we are happiest sitting at home writing our books, blogging, and going to the gym where we covertly keep an eye out for a Bruce Springsteen appearance.

So now an article has been published about the October synchro summit, and it sounds as if it was a quite a success. A documentary is being made and they are even developing an iPhone synchro app – whatever that is. Dr. Lesley Roy, who is the powerhouse behind the event, has also created an interesting website. We like the home page title, a quote about synchronicity by Carl Jung: “surpasses our power of comprehension…” and wish Lesley and the others well in their endeavors exploring the synchro world.

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More 11s

M.C. Escher woodcut

We’ve done quite a few posts on the synchronicity of numbers, particularly on 11, 111, and 11:11. I don’t know what it is about these numbers, but sometimes when I’m writing about them, they appear in my own life and I get a kick out of it.

So today, I’m working on my section of the Sydney Omarr astrology books that Rob and I write. This material is for 2013. There are 13 books in this series – one for each sign for each year, plus an annual that combines all 12 signs. Since it’s physically impossible to write 13  books a year, the books for each sign contain common material – general stuff about the particular year and each sign; unique material specific to a particular sign; and then the daily predictions tailored specifically to each sign.

I was working on the common material, where there’s a section on synchronicity, and was writing about clusters and 11s. I took a short break to check the counter on our blog to see where our hits were for the day – and burst out laughing: 111.

Granted, this is no earth-shattering synchro. But I love it when these things occur in the course of a day.

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Luke Scott (DH)

Luke Scott plays baseball for the Baltimore Orioles (formerly  of the Astros). He’s the DH. That usually stands for designated hitter, but in Scott’s case it’s designated hater. We are putting up this post for two reasons, one, that there is a synchronicity at the tale end – and this is a synchro blog– and two, that the mentality exhibited here, unfortunately, will be on display in a new and bolder manner when the new U.S. Congress is called to order in January.

While at the baseball winter meetings Dec. 8, Scott was interview by  a Yahoo sports reporter, an interview that turned into an anti-Obama rant. He began by saying he was proud to be an American. From there, it went downhill, as the reporter fed him  leading questions and Scott jumped in with his demented, ignorant point of view. Here’s part of it.

“Obama does not represent America. Nor does he represent anything our forefathers stood for. (Obama) was not born here.”

“That’s my belief. I was born here. If someone accuses me of not being born here, I can go–within 10 minutes–to my filing cabinet and I can pick up my real birth certificate and I can go, ‘See? Look! Here it is. Here it is.’ The man has dodged everything. He dodges questions, he doesn’t answer anything.”

A lot of people have problems with Obama these days, but it shouldn’t be about his birth certificate, which is readily available on the Internet, along with the Hawaiian birth notice. Does Scott really think Hilary Clinton would’ve allowed Obama to get the nomination if he didn’t qualify as a presidential candidate? Does Scott think the Republican Party looked the other way and allowed a foreign-born person to run and win against their candidate. Not likely. And looking at comments on the sport sites yesterday, I have to conclude there are a lot of dumb baseball fans who agree with Scott–maybe because he hit 20 homers this year.

Luke Scott, the birther, who thinks Obama is a socialist (LOL!) finally said that he was so opinionated about the president because ‘someone is dead in Afghanistan.’

A strange turn of words. Yet, an incredible synchronicity. While Luke Scott was making his rant, a funeral was being planned in Peebles, Ohio for a 20-year-old marine lance corporal, who had died during a patrol in Afghanistan. His name: Luke Scott. He graduated from high school in 2009 and died in Afghanistan Dec. 3, 2010. So he died supposedly defending the freedom that allows his namesake to rant like an idiot.

The Baltimore Orioles released a statement saying that Scott’s opinions are his own and don’t represent the team. Well, that’s good. – R

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The Vulture’s Message

We have a lot of vultures in South Florida. They cruise through the air like dark, slow-moving missiles, looking for road kill. In our area, they especially like the back roads that wend past sprawling equestrian estates and the canals. 
This morning, we were on one of those back roads, on our way home from Whole Foods, and were discussing the fiscal disaster of Obama’s tax cut extensions for the top two percent of wealthiest Americans.
“He lost my vote for 2012,” I said, slowing for a speed bump and watching a couple of vultures just ahead as they soared low over the road.
“We need a true progressive president who can come in and clean up this mess,” Rob said.
And just then, one of the vultures swept directly in front of us, missing the car by inches.
“Wow,” Rob said. “You’re lucky it didn’t hit you.”
“Me? You’re in the car, too. And you’re the one who hit those swallows when we were coming back from Sarasota, and that whole thing was connected to Megan and her close call skydiving. So what’s the vulture’s message?”
“Vultures clean up road kill.”
At that point, we looked at each other, realizing the vulture had swept in front of us seconds after Rob had said, Clean up this mess. It was our first synchronicity for the day.
On a deeper level, though, I wonder if it portends a battle between vultures for the 2012 presidential election.
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Dolphin Tail-Walking and Morphic Resonance

In 1988, British biologist Rupert Sheldrake wrote a controversial book called The Presence of the Past: Morphic Resonance and the Habits of Nature. Morphic fields “organize systems at all levels of complexity, and are the basis for the wholeness that we observe in nature, which is more than the sum of the parts.”  Sheldrake contends that morphic fields possess memory that is akin to Jung’s collective unconscious.
A simple example of morphic resonance is bicycle riding. Back at the turn of the twentieth century, when bicycles were new, kids had trouble learning how to ride a bike. But now, more than a century later, most kids hop on their new bikes and pedal off into the sunset. It’s not that we’ve gotten smarter or more athletic, but that the cumulative knowledge of all these kids who have learned to ride bikes makes it easier for each generation to do so.
Another example is found in sports. Up until 1954, it was considered impossible to break the record for a four-minute mile. Then Roger Bannister, a 25-year-old British medical student, broke that record. 3:59:4 With each person who beats the four-minute mile these days, a bit more information is added to the morphic field and it becomes easier for each person who attempts to break it. The current record is now 3:43:13, held by a Moraccan,  Hicham El Guerrouj.
Today, I ran across an article that reminded me of all this and it’s about dolphins. Along the southern coast of Australia, near Adelaid, there’s a pod of wild dolphins who are being taught to tail-walk by a female member of the group. Anyone who has ever seen dolphins in captivity has seen this trick. But until now, dolphins in the wild have never been observed tail-walking.  According to an article in BBC News, scientists studying the pod can’t figure out why they do it.
In the 1980s, one of the dolphins, Billie, spent time in a dolphin center while recovering from an illness and scientists think she may have learned it there. Even though she wasn’t trained to do this trick, she “may have seen others tail-walking.”
Yes, she probably did. But watching someone perform an activity doesn’t necessarily mean you can immediately do, especially if your observation occurred twenty years ago.  Other females in the pod have picked it up.
Mike Bossley from the Whale and Dolphin Conservation Society, one of the scientists studying the pod, says “These are things that groups develop and are passed between individuals and that come to define those groups, such as language or dancing; and it would seem that among the Port River dolphins we may have an incipient tail-walking culture.”
It seems plausible that with so many dolphins in captivity being taught this trick for human entertainment, that morphic resonance may be at work. It won’t be surprising if other pods of wild dolphins in different parts of the world are observed tail-walking fairly soon.
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Update on Julian Assange

Mike Perry sent in this link about Assange. He’s not only under arrest, but is being denied bail. We wonder if he’ll go through with his threat to dump the rest of the cables he has. He sure has governments running scared.

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UFO in Illinois

Whitley Striber’s site rates this video as an A. It’s impressive.

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Future visions from the past

Jules Verne described a moon landing that sounds eerily like the Apollo 11 mission.

 Mark Twain predicted the Internet in 1898.

Robert Heinlein predicted screen savers in 1961.

We’re these writers time travelers? Probably not.

Did they pick up psychic visions of the future when they were engrossed in writing? Maybe. Or did they make lucky stabs at the future? Either way, these are three great synchronicities. Read more about them here.

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A Time Travel Story

                              De Chirico

A friend who wishes to remain anonymous sent us this story. It’s a zinger and may shed some new light on one of our favorite topics – time travel.
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I have a true story that I have been meaning to tell you because you have been posting a lot about time travelers, but I don’t want to share it publicly. It is also not a very fluent story.  It simply made a lasting impression on me.

When I was in college, I took a class in the Psychology of Humor.  Sitting at the back of the class was a very handsome young man, tall dark hair and sparkling blue eyes.  He looked so familiar to me.  I was just sure that I knew him from somewhere.  At the second class meeting I told him that I was just sure I knew him.  He said that people told him that all of the time.  We occasionally walked part of the way home together after class and became casual friends.

Around the same time, I had met a young woman on my crew team, Karen.  She and I spent a lot of time together.  We found that we both could manipulate chi pretty easily although I’m sure that it was easier for me when she was around.  We would play with balls of energy and toss them back and forth to one another.  One night we were out at a bar dancing. She tossed me a ball of chi and it lifted my energy so that I could feel it shooting up out of my hands and radiating through the top of my head.  At the same time, Karen saw this energy like flamesshooting at least six feet above me and she started screaming with delight, “Oh my God, you’re glowing!” I could only feel what she saw, but to me it felt fantastic.

Meanwhile, I discovered during our short walks that Sam could also manipulate energy.  He told me that he could easily raise and lower the flame of a candle.  One night he accidentally exploded the entire candle.  He wasn’t sure what he had done but the next day he brought me to his apartment to look at the mess.  I introduced Sam to Karen and we talked about starting a psychic research club.  However, I was a little conservative compared to the other two and spent more time on my studies than the extracurricular pursuits.  I don’t think that I wanted to become too openly associated with psychic stuff.  I wasn’t sure how that might affect my ability to get a job, write a serious book or run for office… whatever.

Karen started to do tarot card readings that were frighteningly accurate.  She became consumed with this activity and was booted off the crew team because she was missing practice.  I didn’t see her for a while. 

Sam put up signs in the student union and started a psychic research club by himself.

I continued to study foreign languages, psychology, chemistry, and other boring things.

The next time I saw Karen, she didn’t want to talk about chi or tarot or anything like that.  She was going back to the Catholic church.  She told me that she had been trapped in her room by a demon for three days.  She had been in a kind of hypnotic state with a demon blocking her way to her door.  What saved her was a knock on her door the by the Jehovah’s Witness.  They told her that they knew that she was being tormented and that they had come to save her.  She would never mess with the ‘occult’ again. I have always suspected that her vision had something to do with her Dominican upbringing.  A lot of guilt came along with her abilities and I think that it manifested in distorted perceptions.

Sam, an agnostic, was having great success with his psychic research club.  About 30 people showed up to the first meeting.  He told me they came up with exercises and experiments.  I didn’t participate.  I was still consumed with the homework and juggling a couple of boyfriends.  One day after class he told me he had been experimenting with time travel.  He was absolutely sure it was possible.  He told me that it had something to do with meditating yourself into a different space and having confidence…belief, more than that, knowing.  He was going to give it a full out try and just wanted to let me know.

I never saw Sam again.  He didn’t come back to class.  By the time I realized that he really wasn’t coming back, the instructor couldn’t remember who I was talking about.  There were no signs for his psychic research club in the student union anymore, and when I knocked on his apartment door, someone else lived there.

Another odd thing is that I can remember Karen’s last name very well, but I can’t remember Sam’s.  I think that maybe I never knew what it was, but that seems so unlikely.

I have no intention of telling this story myself because it is entirely too weird.  But it might make a good tale for a writer who wants to piece it together, maybe a fiction.

That year was a really interesting time for me, lots of OBEs and high energy.  I haven’t really ever achieved that state again.
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So if Sam went time traveling, did traces of him disappear? Were the memories of the people who knew him altered?

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