Sharon Catley’s Frog Legs Synchro

Posted on December 2, 2022 by Trish and Rob

 

It seems that whenever I post about frogs, I get at least one really good frog synchro story from someone.  That happened today with my post Frogs as Totem Animals. Sharon Catley, a Canadian blogging friend, sent me this story:

I enjoyed your Frog Syncro this morning and would like to share mine. I don’t have many (synchros) anymore and I miss them. Hope all is well with you. 

Frogs legs 

I made a number of good friends when I was hanging out at the Deepak Chopra Forum.  One of these was a large, blond, studious young Sufi who lived in Calgary.  Frank was going to come to Vancouver for a vacation and asked if all those from Vancouver who also participated in the Forum would come to see him.  Two other ladies besides me decided to take him up on his offer of dinner while he was here. 

Over the next few years we (he and I) saw each other often – I would meet with him and his father when I went to see my parents in Calgary and he would meet with me when he came to Vancouver for his annual vacation. On his last trip (he later moved to the Orient to teach English and we lost contact) we met in downtown Vancouver and decided to go to the seafood restaurant that was on a paddle wheeler boat in North Vancouver for dinner – We needed to take the sea bus over to it – which was about a 20 minute ride in total.  

While we were on the sea bus for some reason our conversation had turned to cartoon characters who sang that we had watched while we were children.  For example bugs bunny singing opera (a parody of the Barber of Seville) and then singing “We are the boys in the chorus” and the dancing frog who sang “Hello my baby”, among others.The discussion topic lasted a few minutes then turned to something else. 

Later in the evening we were finishing our seafood when all of a sudden the strangest thing happened.  At the table next to us there was a group of six to eight Asian persons. We had not noticed them until they began singing which caught our attention  – we looked over and they were eating frog’s legs and singing loudly in perfect English “Hello my honey, hello my baby, hello my rag time gal – send me a kiss by wire – baby my heart’s on fire.”  This was one of the songs that we had been discussing on the sea bus – the one that the cartoon frog always sang. It was like being in a surrealistic dream. 

We tried to determine how this could happen.  We thought perhaps the Asian people had been on the sea bus and had been listening to our conversation but they did not look familiar. Also,  they had come in later than we had as they had just received their food and we had dawdled over our meal for an hour or so. 

This synchro is an odd one but powerful. It involves music, a particular cartoon character, and FROG. For me, frogs usually signify transformation. But what did it signify for Sharon?

Here was her response:

This happened over 20 years ago.  I wish I could say my life changed in some way afterwards but all I can think of was how shocked I was. I think that this event showed me that perhaps we are more connected to the common fabric of the universe than we might think. maybe the frog singers were thinking of the dinner they would have when my friend and I were on the way to our dinner but we picked up on their thoughts.  The singing cartoon characters of our youth were an enjoyable experience and helped connect us with the diners. Sorry I don’t have a better answer. Have a great night. 

I actually think her answer fits!

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The Water

Posted on November 29, 2022 by Trish and Rob

We’ve lived in the same house since June 2000. Our electricity comes from Florida Power & Light and our water comes from the city of Wellington’s utilities department.

For most of the time we’ve lived here, especially since our daughter moved to Orlando, our total water usage is about 3000 gallons a month. In October, it jumped to 7000 gallons, even though we were gone for several days.. But for November, our usage jumped to nine times that, 27,000 gallons a month. That’s enough to fill a swimming pool!
Rob and I both jumped to the obvious conclusion: a leak, somewhere!

We hired a plumber to come out to the house and check. He found no leaks. A leak detection expert arrived the next day with his sonar equipment and spent hours here, running sonar on every toilet, shower, the washing machine, the water filter device, the ice maker, the pipes outside. Our sprinkling system is well water, so it doesn’t figure in to the gallon count. The expert found 0 leaks.

So we decided to monitor the water meter ourselves. Before we went to bed, we turned off all the water to the house. This morning’s reading said we’d used 30 gallons during the night. How, if there aren’t any leaks?

Later today, a friend sent me the copy of a post from the app Next Door – a woman whose experience was similar to ours. Apparently the city upgraded their meters several months ago. Upgraded to what? Meters that are flawed?

So on Monday morning, I’ll be headed over to the utilities department with the leak detection report that says no leaks were found. And now is it, exactly, that two people, two dogs, and two cats are using 27,000 gallons of water a month?

When this was going on, Rob had been going through old files and ran across a synchronicity about this. The article is from Newsweek, August 8, 1988. The headline is: The Disappearing “Memory” of Water. I think this one is a trickster synchro.

The article is about how in June 1988, researchers announced that independent experiments in four countries “had shown that even when a solution of antibodies is dilated to the point where only water remains, the water acts as if the antibodies are still present.”

In other words, water has a memory. The article was published in Nature and as Newsweek noted, “seemed to validate homeopathy, which holds that minute traces of substances can cure disease.

Keep in mind that all this was written before 2004 when Masaru Emoto wrote Hidden Messages in Water, which contended that human consciousness could affect the molecular structure of water. Emoto, a Japanese businessman, was often referred to as a pseudoscientist by skeptics- the same type of skeptic who back in 1988 claimed this water memory business had “no substantial basis.”

The sleuths included magician James Randi, the guy who debunked anything and everything paranormal and who made his living as a skeptic. When we were freelancing for OMNI Magazine in the late 1980s, we met him. Not impressed. He was full of himself. He died in 2020 at 92. I’ve often wondered what he encountered on the other side, this guy who believed in, well, nothing.

Randi and his fellow sleuths John Maddox and Walter Stewart of the NIH saw this whole thing as a mass delusion. They argued that the researchers had used poor controls and ignored experiments that “didn’t jibe with the ‘water memory’ theory. The lead scientist of the theory, Jacques Benveniste at the University of Paris-South called the investigation a mockery. “He says his inquisitors ignored experiments that worked and used dubious methods to replicate his work.”

So I’m wondering if our water usage issue is related, somehow and somewhere, to this “memory of water.” Thing is, I’m not even sure what that might mean.

PS An update. The guys with the sonar equipment didn’t find a leak. But a master plumber with decades of experience has isolated it to the cabana bathroom. He returns this afternoon to locate the exact spot of the leak. Stay tuned…

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The Mystical Underground: Trish MacGregor: Star Power For December 2022

Posted on November 27, 2022 by Trish and Rob

A new episode of The Mystical Underground is live! “Trish MacGregor: Star Power For December 2022”:

Join Trish for the December 2022 astrological forecast!

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Acupuncture

Posted on November 25, 2022 by Trish and Rob

 

Today, I went to an acupuncturist for an arthritic ankle. Left ankle. It’s the result of multiple sprains over the years. Since the left side of the body is controlled by the right side of the brain, I suspect the arthritis is also connected to the walls I’ve run into with my writing – the story, the characters, the agent, the editor.

I’ve had two cortisone shots in the ankle, have gotten remote healing from a Reiki master, take Tumeric and Curcummin and other vitamins for it. I’ve never tried acupunture. When I mentioned it to my orthopedic, Dr. Sama, he nodded. “It depends on the acupuncturist. They have to be good.”

Years back, Rob had gone to an Asian acupuncturist and still had the business card. Today that clinic is called J&K Acupuncture Medical Center and my GPS found it easily. The clinic is tucked back to the side of from a car dealership in a newer shopping center with more than a dozen stores. When I walked in, I immediately felt like I had time traveled.

The smell of the air was different, more fragrant than outside. I felt like I was in an Asian culture, where the level of wisdom and knowledge surpasses what western medicine has. An older Asian woman hunts for my name in the appointment calendar. Behind her stands a case of medical supplies.No one else is in the front room with us until a masked Asian woman in a smock appears and gestures for me to follow her.

As I find out later, this is Jenny Lee, who shares this practice with her partner, Keh-Nan Fang. I follow her into the first room on my left – chair, bed. I slip off my orthopedic sandals and for moments stand barefoot on the floor.

It hurts to stand barefoot on any floor.

As I stretch out on the bed, Jenny examines my ankle. I tell her about the recent cortisone injection. She brings out a packet of needles, opens them and begins inserting them in my left foot. Four or five of them, I think. The one I really feel is at the bottom of my foot. She also uses a needle on the inside of my left wrist and one in the middle of my left leg. The needles vibrate. She turns on a heat lamp.

She mentions that I should avoid certain foods – bananas, watermelon, mango, cheese. I should eat more beans – black beans, kidney beans. How about fish? I ask her.
“Fish is okay, so is chicken. Papaya is good. Strawberries and blueberries are good.”

I make mental notes of all this, then she turns out the light and leaves me alone in the twilight. I shut my eyes and doze off, my left foot warmed by the heat lamp.  While I’m laying there, I hear an older man in another room saying, “I never believed in this stuff, you know. I got my marijuana medical card and weeds helps…but these magnets and the acupuncture…really help.”

When Jenny returns to the room, she shows me how to massage my leg so that the toxins that create the inflammation leave my body through the sole of my foot. At least, I think that’s what she said. Her English is difficult to understand and I don’t speak Chinese.
When the treatment is done, the swelling in my ankle has shrunk. It shrank after the cortisone shot, but now it looks even smaller. I feel no pain as I stand. As I walk. As I pay my bill. $86.That includes several herbal patches that I can wear on my ankle from six to eight hours at a time.

What is most interesting about this is that throughout the time I was in my little cubicle, I never felt like I was in 2022. I felt timeless, untethered, the recipient of some kind of ancient knowledge.

After this treatment, I was able to walk barefoot, which I haven’t been able to do for months. I was able to walk like a normal human being. Will I be returning?
You bet. Cortisone shots can be given only every 3-4 months because more frequent shots can result in necrosis – death of the tissue, otherwise known as gangrene.

In between, I plan on using acupuncture. It’s the shamanic cortisone treatment.

 

 

 

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THANKSGIVING

Posted on November 24, 2022 by Trish and Rob

Happy Thanksgiving day greeting card calligraphy text with pumpkins, squash and leaves over dark wood table background

What we’re supposedly celebrating here is based on a harvest feast in 1621 shared by the pilgrims of Plymouth and the Wampanoag people, American Indians who formerly occupied parts of what are now the states of Rhode Island and Massachusetts. It’s thought of as the first celebration of the pilgrims in their new world.

It’s probably safe to say that when you and I sit down for Thanksgiving dinner now in 2022, we’re not thinking about 1621 and the pilgrims. We’re thinking, Wow, I’m hungry and this feast looks grand. Then we look around the table and realize we’re with family and friend whom we love. That’s what Thanksgiving is.

This particular holiday is about gratitude for the people we love, for the animals that share our lives, for the quality of our lives and our freedoms. It’s one reason why our elections are so important.

So this year I’m grateful that I’m celebrating Thanksgiving with both Rob and Megn, our respective pets, and with our friends Rose, Dwane, and Lloyd- and their dogs! I’m grateful there was no red wave, for the defeat of the election deniers who were running and lost, and that the Dems are holding the senate.

I’m not grateful for what happened in Florida.

I’m angry that the DOJ hasn’t indicted trump yet.

But I’m grateful trump is being recognized for what he is – a narcissistic loser. His NO SURPRISE announcement that he’s running again couldn’t happen at a worst time – when most of the candidates he endorsed lost. When he’s embroiled in legal troubles.

I’m grateful for the way democracy is shaping up for 2023.

 

 

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Joseph Campbell & the Preying Mantis

Posted on November 22, 2022 by Trish and Rob

I’ve always loved this particular synchronicity.

Synchronicities often involve archetypes or archetypal situations that we all share – being picked on by the schoolyard bully in elementary school, loss of childhood innocence, the birth of a child, a wedding or divorce, the death of a parent. These types of synchronicities can startle us so deeply that we are forced to recognize them as something more than random coincidences.

Mythologist Joseph Campbell experienced a startling synchronicity that was reminiscent of Jung’s scarab while he was reading about the praying mantis, a hero symbol in the Bushman mythology. He was at home on the fourteenth floor of a building in New York City, and had an urge to open a window, which he rarely did.

Off to the right, a praying mantis stood on the rim of his window. Campbell, whose career focused on Jung’s collective unconscious and mythology, said the mantis was huge and looked right at him. “… its face looked like the face of a Bushman’s face. It gave me the creeps!”

 

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The Mystical Underground: Trish MacGregor: The Shift: The Wakeup Call

Posted on November 20, 2022 by Trish and Rob

A new episode of The Mystical Underground is live! “Trish MacGregor: The Shift: The Wakeup Call”:

Join Trish MacGregor for a reading from Trish and Rob’s new book, The Shift!

Just out of sight and mostly outside the awareness of mainstream media, a shift in consciousness is underway that’s beyond religion, politics, and science as we know it now. It’s an accelerated perception shared by millions worldwide: we are all energetically entangled. What affects one affects all.

Here in this sea of evolving awareness, we perceive intuitively, through the heart, and often experience astonishing coincidences or synchronicities. It’s here we might momentarily connect with a lost loved one, catch a glimpse of our future, or be nudged unexpectedly onto a different path. These wake-up calls alert us to a deeper matrix of reality.

Welcome to The Shift.

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A Biggie

Posted on November 19, 2022 by Trish and Rob

Recently, Suzanne Cunningham emailed me with a spirit message for someone. That post is going up later this month. We started emailing and I discovered she’s a Reiki healer  who sometimes receives mediumistic messages because of her Reiki work. Today, she shared a stunning synchronicity:

I was leaving a marriage of 25 years, trying to decide where to live. Our son was living and going to school in Charlotte, NC, and I was living and working in Syracuse, NY. I worked for a woman that owned a couple of bridal salons, one in Syracuse, the other in Charlotte (part of the reason my son was there, as I visited often). I was trying to decide the direction and location my life needed to move in. As my personal life was deteriorating I asked my boss if I could work in her Charlotte location as well as NY while I decided what I needed to do and where I needed to live.

At the same time I was also working on developing my intuition with a teacher in Central NY. She is a powerful intuitive with a group of wonderful, equally powerful friends. Our group included a former local mayor, a graphic artist, a corporate trainer, my teacher and I. We decided to create a festival/retreat weekend to celebrate women. We lived in the land of the Haudensaunee, the Iroquois, and the Clan mothers had been so important to the tribes that called CNY home and to us, as young women growing up there. We were feeling inspired and decided to call it The Goddess Weekend.

My teacher invited a young woman she met on a recent trip to San Diego, an author, Julie Hunt, to come to our weekend in NY. We were thrilled when she said yes! I picked her up at the airport on the Friday of the retreat and we shared a room in my teacher’s house. We celebrated women, were serenaded by the incomparable Joanne Shenandoah along with her sister, Diane,  and her daughter, Leah.  It was a miraculous weekend, so fun, and something we hoped to do annually. Our “frequencies” were so high! It truly was just such an inspiring weekend.

Julie, the author, spent the 3 days meeting, greeting and selling copies of her book. Everyone kept asking her who the beautiful young woman on the cover was. The young woman just exudes such Joy as I’m sure you can see. Over and over throughout the weekend Julie politely told each person it  was a stock photo chosen by the publisher. On Sunday night, she presented me with a copy, inscribed with a lovely message. I left there feeling like I could manage, regardless of where I would end up. I was still afraid but the weekend had so filled me with hope. I felt surrounded and supported and most importantly loved, and so I drove to Charlotte, the Queen city!

When I arrived at the store I brought my copy of the book to share with my boss. We chatted for a few minutes and then, as I was telling her about meeting this wonderful young woman, the author, Julie Hunt, I slid the book across her desk. She looked at the cover and turned white, I watched the color drain from her face and could only ask WHAT???

She said “Suzanne, do you know who this girl is?”

“No. Lots of people asked Julie but she had no idea and would love to know but it was a stock photo.”

Now – spoiler alert – here comes the synchronicity.

“Suzanne, this girl asked me for a job a few weeks ago. When you called needing to be here, I told her the job was no longer available, my friend needs the job.”

There were no words. We both just sat there, letting the reality of what had just happened sink in. I then asked her if the young woman on the cover KNEW she was on a book cover. We called her, shared the news, and then I called Julie to tell her the mystery was solved although the mystery was hanging thickly in the room because HOW COULD THIS BE POSSIBLE?

I lived in CNY, the Goddess Weekend was in CNY, Julie lived in San Diego and the young woman (forgive me, I cannot recall her name but I’m working on it) lived in Charlotte.

So Trish, synchronicity or miracle? I’m here to tell you I’m still not sure. The thing is, this is an example with tangible evidence, something I’ve physically held during moments of doubt. I just carry the experience like a bubble of emotion and memory.”

Synchros like this one, Mind Blowers, seem to originate in what physicist David Bohm called the implicate order, a kind of primal soup that births everything in the universe. Bohm believed that even time unfolds from the implicate. He referred to our external reality as the explicate order. It seems that synchronicity exists along the border between the two and is our most immediate bridge to our own psyche and intuition.

 

 

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Pistachios

Posted on November 17, 2022 by Trish and Rob

This is an oddball synchronicity that involves pistachios. Yeah, you read that right.
This evening while we were watching the news, Rob got out a bag of pistachios that we could snack on. He asked if pistachios are good for you, so I went to my computer and Googled it. Turns out they are. From WEB MD:

Among the possible health benefits of pistachios:

High levels of unsaturated fatty acids and potassium. Both have antioxidant and anti-inflammatory traits.

They can lower your chances for cardiovascular disease. 

Pistachios are bursting with the fiber, minerals, and unsaturated fat that can help keep your blood sugar, blood pressure, and cholesterol in check.

Their fiber and protein can make you feel fuller for longer. This fiber can also have a positive effect on your gut by aiding “good” bacteria.

They can help you manage your weight since they’re a nutritious and satisfying snack. This may help you eat less overall and lose weight. Buying pistachios in their shells slows down your eating.

Some studies suggest that eating pistachios lowers the amount of fat and sugar (glycemic index) in your blood, as well as improves the flexibility and tone of your blood vessels. 

So as I read this aloud, Rob paused the ads, then suddenly laughed. “You won’t believe this. Take a look.”

I hurried back to the family room and there on the TV was an ad for pistachios.
“So what’s it mean?” Rob asked. “Is every coincidence a synchronicity?”

And as we were talking about that, the possible meaning, a second ad about pistachios came on and it was different from that first ad.

Other than the health benefits of pistachio, we aren’t sure what the message is. It’s definitely a coincidence, but is it a synchronicity?

 

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FROGS As Totem Animals

Posted on November 15, 2022 by Trish and Rob

 

Frogs. Such innocuous creatures.

These guys start their lives as tadpoles, a rather strange life that takes about 12 weeks to make the transition from tadpole to frog. Somewhere between six and nine weeks, the tadpole starts sprouting little legs, the head becomes more distinct, the body elongates. Around nine weeks the tadpole looks like a tiny frog.

Understand, though, that a frog emerges from one of 4,000 eggs laid by the mother in a jellylike substance where it develops into a tadpole. Most tadpoles are consumed by predators before they’ve fully metamorphosed into frogs at 12 to 14 weeks of age. The half-dozen or so of the tadpoles from the original 4,000 eggs that survive to adulthood might live 5 to 8 years in the wild.

Esoterically, frogs – like butterflies – are considered to messengers of transformation. And for us over the years, they have proven to be symbols of dire transformation or of incredibly fortunate transformation, depending on the health of the frog and where it’s found.

In 1997, for instance, we returned from a trip and in our family room, found a dead Cuban tree frog. Our daughter, Megan, who was only eight at the time, saw it, and murmured,

“Uh-oh, this can’t be good.”

Dead frog, family room: it was obvious. The next day, Rob’s mother called to tell him his father had died.

In 2003, Trish came across a beautiful Cuban tree frog in the kitchen, caught it, and released it outside. Two days later, she was told her novel, Out of Sight, had been nominated for an Edgar Allan Poe Award from the Mystery Writers of America. Kitchen: sustenance. Good health: excellent prognosis. Several months later, she won the award.

Over the years, many animals have acted as messengers in just this way. We look at their life cycles for hints about timing, where they’re found for hints about their meaning, and their health (or lack of) for a hint about whether the message is positive, negative, or somewhere in between. Although we have a lot of frogs that are drawn to the windows of our offices because the lights are on, which attract insects, it’s been awhile since a frog has been found inside the house.

Around June 12-13 in 2017, I found a dead frog in the house at the entrance to the family room from the porch. I didn’t mention it to Rob or anyone else. The frog had been dead for awhile, its body as flat as a postage stamp. Two days later, we learned that Rob’s mother had died and shortly afterward, we left for Minnesota to help settle her affairs.

This evening, November 1, 2022, I was working on a new synchronicity book, Mind-Blowing Synchronicities and fretting about the elections in just 8 days. Megan and   I were on the phone, talking about an Abraham-Hicks Cruise leaving from Fort Lauderdale in March 2023. We’ve long talked about taking one of these cruises – the only kind of cruise I would ever bother to take, and decided we could afford it. When we hung up, I got up from my desk and turned around and spotted a baby frog hopping through my office.

I didn’t have any idea where it came from. I followed it into the kitchen, scooped it up and released it. I think Megan and I will be taking that Hicks cruise.

I’m also  hopeful that the frog bodes well for these midterm elections…that the election deniers tapped by trump fail miserably and democracy survives.  We’ll see…

 

 

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