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In Aliens in the Backyard, we focused on four cases involving alien abductions. For the most part, they were scary stories, not the sort of encounters anyone would find beneficial. The sense was that we would not want to encounter any aliens in our backyard…or at the front door.

We noted in the book that others have had alien encounters that they consider positive experiences, and wrote more about such experiencers – as they call themselves – in The Synchronicity Highway.

In recent months, we’ve met one such experiencer whose encounters began in the early 1990s and continue to this day. Interestingly, she comes from a science background. Sandy is a retired veterinarian and was involved in animal research for years. Her ex-husband, Jay, who shared many of her other-worldly experiences, as well as many of his own, is also a veterinarian. In a previous post, we wrote about meeting her.

Since Sandy is an astute observer, she has kept detailed journals of her encounters. As we gather these stories, we’re going to post some of them from time to time. We start today with one that seemingly doesn’t involve aliens, but shows how synchronicity comes into play in Sandy’s life.

Aug. 13, 1996

“There has been a man on the morning train from time to time who I have felt very drawn to. He is an older orthodox Jewish man and I like to sit behind him and quietly observe him doing some sort of morning prayer. He places a black box on his forehead and a strap around his arm and stands, reciting his prayers in Hebrew as the sun rises. He knows that I’ve been watching him and yesterday we finally met. His name is Moshe and he is the most wonderful person! Very warm and friendly.

“I was very nervous about approaching him at first, since I’m not Jewish, but I’m so glad I did. When I got to the lab, I told Randi about meeting this man named Moshe and she suddenly blurted out: “Ask him about the Dead Sea Scrolls…”

“I just looked at her, very surprised. I never expected her to say something like that. I asked her what about the Sea Scrolls. (I’ve heard of them, but don’t know a thing about them.) She explained to me that they were discovered almost 50 years ago and have not been released to the public yet and she wants to know what they’re hiding.

“Then, that evening, Jay came home and had a present for me. It was a CD-Rom of……the Dead Sea Scrolls! Hmmmmm, something is emerging. I have never even mentioned the Scrolls to him or expressed an interest in them. He said it caught his eye and was on sale so he bought it for me.”

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Move ahead to the present. We asked Sandy what if anything has resulted from that synchronicity. Since her world revolves around alien contact, which we’ll discuss in other posts, it’s not surprising that these entities enter the picture. Here is what she told us.

“There seems to be an interesting correlation between the alien contacts and religious mysticism. Randi, the woman at the lab who became excited about the Dead Sea Scrolls, later had contact with similar beings, even though I never told her about my contacts.

“The Dead Sea Scrolls also tie into the Book of Enoch and the textbook, The Keys of Enoch, was given to me by a Reiki master that I went to after the beings told be that I needed 3 Reiki sessions. Then, in November of ’96, I had a synchronicity that involved a vision related to Sirius, the Dog Star, that was followed shortly by contact with a woman who had an illustration that referenced Sirius, the Dog Star.

“The Dead Sea Scroll CD that Jay gave to me helped us to connect with Moshe, who later had mystical experiences that opened up his mind and heart. By the way, Moshe is also a doctor, so there is scientific as well as religious connections going on in his contact experiences.

“That was a long time ago and the experience continues to evolve. This is a process without an end point. There is a stillness in the question and experience that commands full attention. I think this is the new science.”

“When we are young, magic surrounds us—life is the biggest trip ever! Sadly, as we become adults, we lose that awe for the mysterious and start putting things down to chance or luck and we start to give rather cynical meaning to a beautiful word: co-incidence.”  – Cherie Roe Dirksen, author of Redefining Low in the New Earth

“Coincidence is the word we use when we can’t see the lever and pulleys.” –   Emma Bull,  The War for the Oaks

“All of us, whether or not we are warriors, have a cubic centimeter of chance that pops out in front of our eyes from time to time. The difference between anaverage man and a warrior is that the warrior is aware of this, and one of his tasks is to be alert, deliberately waiting, so that when his cubic centimeter pops out he as the necessary speed, the prowess, to pick it up.” – Carlos Castanada, Journey to Ixtlan

“According to Vedanta, there are only two symptoms of enlightenment, just two indications that a transformation is taking place within you toward a higher consciousness. The first symptom is that you top worry. Things don’t bother you anymore. You become light-hearted and full of joy. The second symptom is that you encounter more and more meaningful conicidences in your life, more and more synchronicities. And this accelerates to the point where you actually experience the miraculous.”  -Deepak Chopra, Synchrodestiny: Harnessing the Infinite Power of Coincidence to Create Miracles

“Synchronicity exists along the border between the seen and the unseen, the known and the unknown, life and death. It can be that twilight zone Rod Serling brought to us in the 1960s or the archetypal place George Lucas brought us to with the Star Wars sagas and Indiana Jones. It seems to be an intricate component of human consciousness and yet it may also be the bridge to a greater consciousness….a direct route to understanding that an underlying web of reality exists where everything and everyone is connected. Synchronicity is the most conscious aspect of this web, the glue that binds, linking our everyday reality with a deeper reality.”

Trish & Rob MacGregor –  The Synchronicity Highway: Exploring Coincidence, the Paranormal & Alien Contact

We’ve written previously about twins who were separated at birth and later re-united, and the surprising similarities they discover in their lifestyles, habits and personal histories.

Now comes the case of twin boys separated at four weeks of age. The two sets of adoptive parents, who never met, both named their boys ‘Jim.’ At age five, Jim Lewis was told that he was a twin. At age 8, Jim Springer learned that he had a twin, but his parents thought the twin had died

The two were finally reunited at age 39. The similarities the twins shared amazed them and also researchers at the University of Minnesota, who were studying twins who had lived apart. The story of the two Jims is also included in Entangled Lives, by Nancy Segal.

Here are some of the traits that Segal lists.

– Both men were 6-feet tall and exactly 180 pounds.

– As youngsters, each Jim had a dog named Toy.

– Each Jim had been married twice. Their first wives were both named Linda and the second wives were both called Betty.

– One Jim had named his son James Allan and the other Jim had named his son James Alan.

-Each twin had driven his light-blue Chevrolet to Pas Grille beach in Florida for family vacations.

– Both Jims smoked Salem cigarettes and drank Miller Lite beer.

– Both Jims had at one time held part-time posts as sheriffs.

– Both were fingernail biters and suffered from migraine headaches.

– Each Jim enjoyed leaving love notes to his wife throughout the house.

The University of Minnesota study also found differences between the Jims, but not too many. They combed their hair differently. One Jim communicated better through speech, while the other preferred writing. One of the Jims had also divorced his Betty and was married for a third time to a woman named Sandy.

All things considered, that last difference might not bode well for the other Jim’s second marriage. Especially if he happens to meet someone named Sandy.

Oh, one other oddity. The Jims live in Minnesota—home of the Minnesota Twins baseball franchise!

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Shortly after Rob had written this post and put it on the dashboard, our neighbor, Annette, stopped by to relate another synchro that she and her identical twin, Janette, had experienced.

“So I’m going to this charity event in Lakeland this weekend,” she says. “And I bought this cool red jacket and I was telling Janette about it. She said I should wear her red jacket, that it was longer than the one I’d bought. I don’t know why she thought that since she hadn’t seen my jacket, but whatever.

“She starts describing her jacket to me  – the color, the cut, the fabric – and I suddenly realized she was describing my jacket. Wait a minute. Where’d you buy this jacket?” Annette asked.

“Cole’s,” Janette said.

The same place Annette had bought her jacket. The jackets were identical.

We’ve yet to get a photo of the identical jackets, since the sisters are out of town, but will certainly do so in a future post. The relationship between identical twins seems to be riddled with synchros.

Paws snuggled into a bookcase next to a few metaphysical titles

There’s an old saying that cats have nine lives. But if animal reincarnation is real, cats and other animals might have far more than that. Just ask Alexis Brooks.

Alexis is someone who likes to peer behind the doors of reality. She does so in her writings —including her book, Conscious Musings: A Collection of Contemplations about Life and Potentiality, and on her radio show, Conscious Inquiry Radio, which is associated with Conscious Life News.

I recently came across an essay by Alexis on the Conscious Life News website that intrigued me. It dealt with synchronicity, but from a surprising direction, that of animal reincarnation. We’ve looked at synchronicity here from a wide variety of approaches, but never from this one. The title of the essay is Synchronicity and the Evidence of Animal Reincarnation.

The part of the piece that intrigued me the most was her story of an incident of apparent teleportation involving her cat, Paws. Alexis saw the unusual happening as a hint of what was to come, his passing on and his return.

Here is the excerpt from the essay.

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“Reality although often perceived through the lens of belief is nonetheless far more vast than most of us can fathom.  The existence of life after death and reincarnation are but two phenomena that beg the question as to how incalculable the universe truly is.

“It’s been through my own occasional experiences that have called into question for me, the very nature of reality – its scale and scope; its unbounded and wondrous nature.  And the more I experience and contemplate the very essence of these experiences, the more I am convinced that the universe aims to reveal its magnanimous ways to each of us – through synchronicity!

“Within this context, I’ve written about one of those, shall we say ‘incalculable’ experiences; my own personal account having to do with the possible reincarnation of my Persian cat Paws, now called “Clover Paws.”  This experience was and is (as it continues to unfold) a most intriguing confluence of events that began perhaps years before the inevitability of the reincarnation was to occur.

“The post script to this encounter, upon reflection is rather telling, unfolding through a series of synchronicities.

“Shortly after my article, The Phenomenon of Animal Reincarnation was published in December of 2012, I was asked to speak at a conference on animals in the afterlife and present my own personal account as well as the research that I’d done into the phenomenon.  Subsequent to that, I spoke about the subject on the 30 Odd Minutes television program to discuss the research as well as my own reflections on what may be happening relative to the process of reincarnation.  It was largely through these two channels that revealed some very curious phenomena that would not be recognized until recently.

“The universe, it seems reveals its nature through synchronistic suggestion, recognized by the experiencer albeit in a very subjective manner.  This has surely been the case for me.

“I’d always felt my cat Paws to be somewhat of a messenger, a personal oracle of sorts.  Even during the last days of his life, he’d displayed unusual tendencies which would peak my attention.

“Just two or so weeks prior to his passing in 2012, while I was simultaneously preparing to visit Los Angeles to cover the Conscious Life Expo conference and interview past life regressionist, Dr. Bruce Goldberg, I had a most disturbing but intriguing encounter.  I was sitting in our family room which is situated behind our kitchen.  I could see Paws roughly twenty feet away in the kitchen from my vantage point in the family room.  He had been standing next to his food and water bowl near the kitchen door, stationary.  In an instant so quick, it would be impossible to measure, Paws appeared at my feet in the family room!  Though quite difficult to fully explain, essentially Paws disappeared from the kitchen and re-appeared some twenty or so feet away with no apparent time having passed.  I was dumb struck at this incongruity, probing for some logical explanation as to how this could be.

“As a researcher into these areas of inquiry, although I am acquainted with such anomalies, when you are the one who sits right smack in the middle of the experience, it begins to take on an entirely different dimension.  One goes from perceiving from an intellectual perspective to knowing from an experiential one!”

For more details on how Alexis identified Clover Paws as the reincarnation of Paws, you can take a look at this video from 30 Odd Minutes.

Paws & Clover Paws from two merged photos

  Most of us come into the world with a first and last name and some of us have a middle name. It should be a fairly simple, straightforward thing. But my name has never been simple or straightforward and I’m beginning to think the situation may be part of a karmic pattern.

I wrote my first two novels under my maiden name – Trish Janeshutz. That last name has been problematic. My dad’s family hailed from Yugoslavia – now Serbia – and at one time, the name was spelled like this: Janeshitz. At some point during my grandfather’s immigration to this country, that i was changed to a u. At any rate, when I was growing up in Venezuela, this name was the brunt of jokes, nicknames, bewilderment. No one could spell it correctly.

After my first two novels were published under my maiden name, I started a series and my editor at the time, Chris Cox, called to ask me to change my name. “Mysteries by men are outselling mysteries by women. Can you come up with an androgynous name? Besides, no one knows how to spell or pronounce Janeshutz.”

Not good.  By then, though, I was married and became TJ MacGregor. Chris loved that name.   It has stuck with me. But on this name journey I have also been: Alison Drake, Victoria Gotti, Jamie Cromwell, Dionne Warwick,

In the early 1990s, I wrote a novel called Tango Key, set on a fictional island by the same name, and once again Chris asked if I would use a different name. Now, he informed me, mysteries by women were outselling mysteries by men and since this was a different series, a new name made sense. I wrote Tango Key and three subsequent books as Alison Drake.  

“Who’s Alison Drake?” my parents asked.

“What’s wrong with your own name?” my sister asked.

“Why did you choose that name, Mom?” my daughter asked some years later.

Well, I asked a friend who was a numerologist what number would be good for a new name. “Five,” Renie said. “Let’s come up with a five name. Fives are about freedom.” Alison Drake was a five name. It conferred so much freedom that the books went out of print a couple of years later.

This confusion about names was exacerbated by the fact that I wrote non-fiction as Trish MacGregor. It became a standing joke in the family. Who are you today?  An attorney friend who was drawing up our wills asked me which name she should use on my will. “All of them,” I told her.

Many T.J. MacGregor books later, I wrote a fantasy novel that took place in Ecuador – Esperanza,  the first in a trilogy- and my editor at TOR/FORGE asked me to pick a name. Here we go again, I thought, and became Trish J MacGregor. I moved the second book, Ghost Key,  to Cedar Key, Florida, and the third book, Apparition, took place in Esperanza again. I’m not sure what will happen to Trish J MacGregor after that book. It’s too many names to track through Internet domains!

As rights have been reverted on my back list titles, I thought about which name to use and felt a sudden, liberating sense about it. I could use any name I wanted! What a concept, right? I realized that somewhere over the years, I had reached a kind of peace with this name karma, so the books I wrote as Alison Drake and Trish Janeshutz are now enjoying a second incarnation as e-books, through Crossroad Press, under the name T.J. MacGregor. 

I think that next time around, I’ll order an easy name that anyone can spell. Jane Smith.

 Today, there’s a memorial service for Nelson Mandela and dozens of world leaders will attend. I’ve read figures from 50 to 90. This group includes President Obama and former presidents Clinton, Bush, and Carter. Speakers include Obama and the leaders of China, Cuba, India, Brazil…well, you get the idea. All inclusive.

When you think about this for a moment, it’s remarkable. Across the span of his life, Mandela was labeled an anti-apartheid rebel, became the most wanted terrorist in the world, an icon of anti-apartheid, president of South Africa, a winner of the Nobel peace prize, and ultimately, a man often equated with Gandhi.

 In 1964, at the age of 46, he was arrested, tried, and sentenced to life imprisonment. He spent 27 years in prison, 18 of those years on Robban Island, in a cell only large enough for a bed and a bucket for a toilet. While incarcerated, Mandela was permitted to write one letter every six months and to receive a visitor just once a year. In other words, the conditions would have sent most of us around the bend early on.

He could have grown bitter. But in his prison memoir, The Long Road to Freedom, he wrote, “No one is born hating another person because of the color of his skin, or his background, or his religion. People must learn to hate, and if they can learn to hate, they can be taught to love, for love comes more naturally to the human heart than its opposite.”

Mandela became one of my personal heroes at some point in the 70s, when his wife Winnie was gaining recognition as his spokesperson against apartheid.   I remember watching his inauguration on TV in 1994, blown away by the road he had traveled to that point in his life. He had lived through the worst days of apartheid, when blacks were non-entities, without any rights at all, and here he was, becoming the country’s president.

RIP, Mandela. You changed the course of history and we are all richer for your having spent 95 years among us.

Today at Whole Foods, I bought a kind of beer I’d never heard of before – depicted above. At the time, I was puzzled about why I’d chosen this beer. After all, Whole Foods has an infinite variety of beer, much of foreign, organic and gluten free, and  and yet, I was drawn to Brooklyn Beer.

When we got home, I stuck the bottles in our small fridge in the garage where we keep bottled water, extra butter and veggies, and forgot about it. This afternoon, my agent called to ask if I would be interested in a ghostwriting project, and spelled out the terms. Yes, it interested me, I told him, and he said he would have the woman’s agent call me later today or tomorrow some time.

The agent called this evening, spelled out the details, and the project sounds intriguing. I downloaded the author’s two earlier books and was captivated by her voice, that of a young woman growing up in a Mafia neighborhood in NY borough. After Rob and I got home from the gym this evening, where I’d started reading the woman’s book, I went out to the garage fridge and brought out two bottles of the beers we’d bought today.And that was when the connection hit me. I burst out laughing and hurried over to the kitchen table, where Rob was sitting.

“Synchro. Look at the name of this beer and NY borough where this woman’s book takes place: Brooklyn. It’s where she was born and raised.”

“Wow. Good one!”

Two Brooklyns. Not quite a cluster….but interesting nonetheless.

UPDATE:

Now it’s a cluster. Two years ago, Rob and I were approached by a company that develops apps. We were asked to write content for an astrology app. The project was cancelled by the Japanese owners, but we were paid our full fee.

About 24 hours after my conversation with the Brooklyn author, I received an email from the astrology app guy. He and his brother left the Japanese company more than a year ago and were now ready to move forward with an astrology app and were Rob and I available for it? And guess where he lives: Brooklyn.

For me, 3 constitutes a cluster.

It’s funny, but actually deeper than it first appears. It matters.

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