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Shooting stars as a form of spirit contact? Well, why not? Spirits seem to use almost anything available to them to communicate with us.

Some of the most common methods are loud noises, shattered glass, music and songs, words that appear on fogged glass, objects, numbers, names, clouds, animals, birds, and even insects. In most instances of spirit contact, synchronicity is a vital component because the method a spirit uses for contact is personally meaningful and can’t be explained by cause and effect.

On July 5, 2014, Leah’s Jenkins’s husband, Todd, proposed to her, beneath a sky filled with shooting stars. “What was interesting is that after Todd proposed, we saw shooting stars that entire summer. I have never seen more shooting stars in my entire life,” writes Leah, a high school English teacher in West Virginia.

For more than a year, she didn’t see another shooting star. Then, on November 2, 2015, Leah’s father, who had been best man at her and Todd’s wedding, passed away. “And the night he died, Todd and I saw a shooting star for the first time since he had proposed. It was around 4 a.m, in Gerrardstown and  we were driving home from mom and dad’s, where he died. A shooting star literally careened out of the sky and looked as if it might hit the front end of our car.

“We pulled over because it made us veer anyway and both broke apart.  It was the weirdest thing but I swear it just shot right for the car and though it didn’t actually hit us it sure looked like it was going to.  Daddy was a massive practical joker and startling people was his favorite thing to do so we figured he got us again!

“It was incredible because we both instantly knew it was dad. As soon as we pulled over, we looked at each other and both of us said, ‘Pops!’ You could feel it in your bones that it was dad letting us know he was OK.”

I “met” Leah through Facebook, when she mentioned me in one of her posts, saying that our book on synchronicity seriously changed her life. Writers are always curious about how their books affect the people who read them, so I asked her how the book had changed her life.

“It has allowed me to find synchronicity in everything I experience. The concept and explanation has been vital in the loss of my dad. I watch for meaning in events that may seem unrelated at first, but lead to something profound.”

I asked if she’d had any other contact with her dad since he had died. She wrote: “I definitely have a few for you. The pain of losing my dad has only been assuaged by the clues he’s leaving.I have one that I’ve only told to my husband. I’m not sure if it’s a synchro story, but I’ll share it with you for your input. You may think I’m loony but I swear every word is true.”

I assured Leah that I didn’t think any of this stuff was loony and that I had seen both of my parents during a meditation class. So she told me her experience, which seemed to be an actual visitation.

“I was washing dishes and when I looked out the window, in the corner of my eye, I saw a man in a white t-shirt behind me.  What was profound is that the TV was off and my curtains are dark- it was not a reflection. I dropped the dish I was holding and started to shake. When I swung around there was no one and when I turned back the figure was gone. He died wearing a white t shirt, Trish. I know it was him – he was letting me know he’s still there. It shook me up and set me crying but brought me much comfort.”

So what began with shooting stars led to a visitation and I suspect there will be more for Leah. As she says, “Comfort comes in synchronicities as long as you’re open enough to let them.”

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CNN’s web site includes a series of articles called The Other Side.  The series is introduced this way:  Some stories blur the lines between science, spirituality and the supernatural. These are stories from “The Other Side.“

The latest in the series is about synchronicity and starts out with an incredible example.

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Thanks to digital technology, writers can now enjoy a reality where their out of print books from mainstream publishers never go out of print because they can become ebooks.

In the 1980s I wrote a series of 10 novels that featured Quin and Mike McCleary, married private eyes who plied their trade in South Florida. Back then, private eye novels were popular; nowadays, any private eyes that exist probably do most of their work on computers. The era of Dashiell Hammett and Agatha Christie has been rendered obsolete, except in the pages of fiction.

Ballantine was beautifully cooperative about reverting the rights for the seven titles they had published, but the last three titles with Hyperion were problematic. In the years since I had published the end of the series with Hyperion – a Disney company – they had sold their fiction imprint to Warner. Once I finally got an actual name to write for reversion of rights, I got a massive runaround from four or five people in the company.

Finally, something happened with the Department of Justice and an investigation into price fixing between Apple and mainstream publishers and Amazon. The behemoth – Amazon – published the names and email addressers of the CEOs involved in the investigation. And I found the name of the CEO for Warner’s. On a Friday, I emailed him a scathing letter about my three books that had been out of print for years and how I had requested a reversion of rights several times and been rebuffed. That Monday, I received a gracious letter of apology from him and a promise that my rights would be reverted. A week later, the rights to my three books were reverted, from the same woman who had given me the run around earlier.

I then turned over the three books to David Wilson at Crossroad Press.   

Storm Surge, above, was the first of the three, and David Dodd designed a cool cover.

Since 2009,Crossroad  has been doing something unique in publishing. They have been tracking down authors whose books are out of print and offering them an opportunity to bring their books back into print through ebooks, print, and audio, at no cost to the author. Other outfits that do this charge authors an exorbitant amount of money. But the Crossroad business model is vastly different. Even the royalty split is unheard of – 80 percent of the book’s price for the author, 20 percent for Crossroad. The typical publishing royalty split is 15 percent of cover price for hardcovers, 10 percent for paperbacks.

There is no advance, but the advantage is that from the sale of the first book, the author earns something. There’s no fancy accounting, either, and Crossroad pays each month rather than every six months, like mainstream publishers. Another benefit is that David Dodd, the illustrator, asks you for ideas about the covers. For an author, this is huge.

So many times over the years, an editor would send me the idea for a cover and ask me what I thought. And when I gagged, it didn’t matter. That idea became the cover. But David Dodd doesn’t rest until the author loves the illustration. And his partner David Wilson doesn’t stop until all of your backlist is back in print, each book priced reasonably – ebooks usually at $3.99

Rob and I have written several original books for Crossroad – novels and non-fiction.

So far, the books haven’t been picked up by Barnes & Noble because of their policies, but it hasn’t mattered. If you have a hook, late night radio shows are eager for guests and many of their listeners are book buyers.

In other words, the entire landscape of publishing is changing. And it’s publishers like Crossroad who are making the difference. I mean, think about it. If Crossroad and this technology had existed in the sixties, maybe Richard Brautigan wouldn’t have killed himself because he could no longer get published. Maybe his book Trout Fishing in America, which initially captured the revolutionary spirit of the 60s, would have been followed by Marlin Fishing in the 70s or Shark Fishing in the 80s or…. Well, you get the idea.

Sixteen years into the 21^st century, no author has to commit suicide because he or she can’t get published. You still have to figure out how to market your stuff, get reviews, and do the usual stuff, but the point is that your creativity has a public venue.

I suspect that the Crossroad Press business model really is the wave of the future in publishing. Thanks to David Wilson and David Dodd!

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Rob turned on the news this evening to check on the Republican convention. I listened to some of it from my office, but couldn’t bring myself to actually watch much of it because it made me want to gag. What I heard confirms several things for me:

The Republican memory is short. They talk about small government, yet under W Bush, the federal government exploded with the creation of Homeland Security, the TSA, unprecedented surveillance on the American people, two wars that were never formally declared by Congress, and the defense budget bloomed. Small government, uh-huh.

The Republican platform is about them against us. Pick your them – it doesn’t matter what name you give them, what religion they abide by, what country they come from. We’ve heard Trump tirades about Mexicans, Muslims, women, blacks, Hispanics from any country, it doesn’t matter. If you are non-white, a woman of any color, and DON’T believe we must be the world cop and invade any country that pisses us off, then you are part of THEM.

The Republican Party is in its death throes, but the death may be long and prolonged and could take us through four years of a Trump presidency, through four years of something that smacks of Fascism, of a kind of concentration camp mentality. Imagine it: a first lady who has posed nude in her fashion career; a president with orange hair who has declared bankruptcy four times and yet calls himself a business whiz; a president who will throw a temper tantrum worthy of a two-year-old if he doesn’t get his way… well, I could go on.   The list is long.

Right now, his wife is speaking on his behalf. Donald, she claims, is for all Americans, rich and poor and middle class; Muslim and Asian, Hispanic and blacks, young and old and everything in between. Yes siree, the Donald is America’s savior because he LOVES this country and will KEEP AMERICA SAFE, something no Democratic has ever done.

Again, selective memory: 911 happened under the watch of W Bush, Republican.

Trump’s entire platform for this convention is based on Richard Nixon’s – be afraid of everything in the world and rest assured that I will keep you safe. In fact, fear was the theme of the first day of the convention. Be afraid, be very afraid because things are crazy out there. Black Lives Matter and Islamic terrorism all rolled into one. But help is on the way: Trump will be the law and order president.

Until this moment, I wasn’t going to vote for Clinton because I don’t trust her. Never have. She’s a hawk and my gut tells me that even though she has adopted some of the points in Bernie’s platform that galvanized millions of young people, it may be just rhetoric.

Now I don‘t see any choice but to vote for her because it’s obvious that Trump isn’t just suffering from narcissism and megalomania, he and his supporters live in an alternate universe, where the 1950s never ended. If you’re different than the norm of that era – gay, a black married to a white, an atheist, a woman who seeks to end a pregnancy, someone who doesn’t cheer war, invasion, and hatred of people whose religious beliefs are different than yours – then you’re suspect. In 2005, I think it was, we were in the Dominican Republican, sitting at breakfast. A French man at the next table turned to us and said, “What’s wrong with you Americans? How could you elect W Bush?”

“We didn’t vote for him,” I snapped back.

I can imagine similar questions would be tossed our way if we traveled overseas under a Trump candidacy. Trump’s campaign promise of sending 11 million illegals back to Mexico and barring Muslims from entering the country excite his base, but are stupid and impractical ideas. How do tell someone is a Muslim? There are Christians in every Muslim country in the world. How are the border guards going to know one from the other? It’s like the right’s argument about guns: Take away the guns and only the criminals will have guns. Block all Muslims from entering the country and only the terrorists will enter the country by hiding under the veil of Christianity.

Stupid ideas. Schizoid ideas. But, bottom line, these are the kinds of ideas entertained by the deranged in padded cells.

Now, excuse me while I go sob.

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Jim Moseley, who died in 2012, was an old time ufologist who started a magazine called Flying Saucer News in the 1950s that reported sightings. Later, he changed the title to Saucer Smear and reported on the sociology of ufology with a lot of tongue in cheek humor. He went after debunkers and believers alike with equal glee. He especially took to task those who were full of themselves as experts on a subject that floats between reality and the absurd. Needless to say, Jim tended to annoy a lot of people who were serious about their exploration, their investigations,  their debunking, or whatever. The Amazing Randi threatened to sue him more than once.

We knew Jim since the 1980s, stayed once at Rose Lane Villas that he owned for years his Key West and we also saw him shortly before his death when he lived in a drab room on the outskirts of Old Town. We had a couple of adventures with Jim running into the Amazing Randi once with him in Fort Lauderdale, and another time venturing into the attic of an old house near Rose Lane Villas that used to be a Ford plant in the 1920s, where we found a casket and skeleton. Yikes! We left quickly.

This April, I noticed that the Saucer Smear web site still existed. So I left him a message:

Hi Jim, How are things on the Other Side? Mixing it with the alien presence? Glad we had a chance to have one last dinner in Key West before you moved on. Hey, it was time to get out of that dumpy room, right? Catch you later. Rob MacGregor

This morning, July 13, I got a response of sorts. On the side of my FB home page in the advertising column, this image popped up:

Thanks, Jim.

33 years.

That’s nearly half my life.

On July 16, 1983 at 12:30 P.M., Rob and I stood in my parent’s living room and were married by an Episcopalian minister. I think that was his denomination, but regardless, he was a well-intentioned man, my compromise with my mother to have some religious figure marry us.

My sister was my maid of honor, and I think Rob’s best guy was her husband. There were maybe 30 people in the living room, including Rob’s parents, sister, nephew, and a few friends. At the party afterward, at a country club where my parents belonged, there were several times that.

I remember feeling awkward at that party, where a lot of my parents’ friends, people I didn’t really know, congratulated us. I was eager to get moving on the honeymoon part of the whole thing, where we were going to Ecuador and Chile for six weeks, an adventure that spoke to some deeper part of me, of him, of us.

We made that trip on Ladeco Airlines, a new airline with an unbelievable deal –$250 per person round trip, I think it was, their celebratory intro to the airline world. Ladeco went under years ago, but their service was first class. Synchronicity was our companion on that trip. We happened to sit next to a Chilean woman and when I asked her where in Chile we would find myths, lore, mystery, she said, “Chiloe. That island is incredible.” Ghost ships, she said. Mermaids.

It sounded like our kind of place.

What I didn’t realize then is the way the texture of certain events at pivotal moments in our lives continue to impact us long afterward. The strange mysteries Rob and I experienced during those six weeks of our honeymoon have been with us ever since. They have helped to define our passions – what we write about, research, explore, the very nature of our creative thrusts in this lifetime.
When Megan joined our little clan six years later, in 1989, we didn’t understand how she would expand our passions and our creativity with her own perceptions. We’re seeing it now in her artistic pursuits.

So, once again, I am left with a big fat question: Who orchestrates this stuff?

Happy 33rd, Rob, and may we continue to delve into and write about the real mysteries!

Okay, this is a weird synchronicity but a good one.

On Rob’s birthday, we were in Orlando to celebrate and went out to dinner with our daughter to a place called Hawker’s. The idea here is that you order a number of tapas that everyone at your table can share. One of our platters included shrimp, and Rob helped himself to a single shrimp. Twice in the past three years, he has developed a swollen second toe after eating shrimp, a condition that was initially diagnosed as gout.

Since that first flare-up, he avoids shrimp. I no longer buy it when I grocery shop. But on this particular night, it being his birthday and all, he helped himself to a single shrimp. The next day, he flew to Minneapolis to start cleaning out his mother’s house to put it on the market because she recently went into an assisted living facility. On his second day there, his second toe started swelling.

Two weeks later, the toe was still swollen, red, deformed. He hobbled when he walked. It was difficult to do certain yoga positions when he taught his classes. We had done the Google research on gout and discovered which foods should be avoided. We had talked to other people who suffered flareups of gout and knew which drugs helped. I suggested we hit Whole Foods and see what holistic remedies they carried for gout.

I love our Whole Foods. Even though many – but not all – of their items are more expensive than our local Publix, I find that their employees actually know what they’re talking about. I went into the vitamin area and asked an employee what remedies they had for gout.

“Right over here,” she said, leading me up an aisle. “My husband has occasional flare-ups and we have a product that works for him every time.”

The product, Gouch, was priced at 23 bucks and change. “He’s in the midst of a flare-up,” I told her. “What dosage do you recommend?”

“It says two capsules, but when my husband has a flare-up, he takes three or four. This stuff works. After the flare-up is gone, he stops taking it.”

Into my basket it went.

That day, Rob took 4 capsules. By the next morning, the redness was gone, he could move his toe more freely. It still looked malformed, grotesque, a hunchback from another star system, but it no longer hurt and it didn’t feel hot to the touch. Today, it’s even better.

So here’s the synchronicity. We went to Whole Foods looking for a holistic remedy for gout. The first employee I asked not only knew the remedy, but her husband had used it for flare-ups and it had worked. I remarked that it was a beneficial synchro and Rob’s response was that it was a synchro only if it worked for him. Well, Rob, it appears to be working for you. Can we now call it a synchro?

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UNSPECIFIED, CHINA – JULY 03: Workers lift the last panel to install into the center of a Five-hundred-meter Aperture Spherical Telescope (FAST) on July 3, 2016, China. The dish-like telescope, as large as 30 football fields, costing 1.2 billion yuan (about 180 million USD), will be used for research and further adjustment according to China Daily. (Photo by VCG/VCG via Getty Images)

Astronomer Carl Sagan would be very impressed with this telescope, I’m sure. It will be used to search for alien life in deep space. That’s where Sagan thought other intelligent life forms would be found. He thought that UFOs were ordinary objects that were being misidentified. He rejected the idea that they were vehicles from elsewhere.

While Sagan was a well known as a skeptic/debunker of UFOs, earlier in his career he had other ideas.  In fact, he was a major player in 1969 in an attempt to get scientists interested in studying the UFO phenomena through a symposium by the American Association of the Advancement of Science (AAAS). But debunkers managed to get the symposium cancelled. At least one of them, Donald Menzel, lived a double-life as an astrophysicist and also as a player in the government’s debunking mission, one who held high level security clearance. Since then, mainstream science has looked away from any evidence that alien life might already be visiting us.

Even earlier, in 1963, Sagan had actually written about UFOs as if he were a believer. Here’s what he said:

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“It now seems quite clear that Earth is not the only inhabited planet. There is evidence that the bulk of the stars in the sky have planetary systems. Recent research concerning the origin of life on Earth suggests that the physical and chemical processes leading to the origin occur rapidly in the early history of the majority of planets. The selective value of intelligence and technical civilization is obvious, and it seems likely that a large number of planets within our Milky Way galaxy – perhaps as many as a million – are inhabited by technical civilizations in advance of our own. Interstellar space flight is far beyond our present technical capabilities, but there seems to be no fundamental physical objections to preclude, from our own vantage point, the possibility of its development by other civilizations.”

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That’s from his book, Unidentified Flying Objects,(1963). So why did Sagan turn against the possibility of UFOs as alien crafts later in his career? Could it be that he too – like Menzel –  led a double-life? Is it possible that he was on the inside with knowledge of an alien presence, but used his gentle and compelling manner to promote the debunking agenda? Maybe, maybe not.

What is clear is that the U.S. government, especially the air force, continues to dismiss and ridicule the idea that aliens are here. After reading The Presidents and UFOs: A Secret History from FDR to Obama, by Larry Holcombe, it’s clear that there has been a coverup and it continues to this day.

So as I wrote on Facebook, when I put up the above photo, I would love to see a pic of a UFO hovering about a few hundred feet this enormous telescope. Hello. Here we are.

One of our truly messy bookshelves

Our book Sensing the Future, A Field Guide to Precognition, will be published on January 3, 2017. As part of our publicity for the book, we’ve been writing to various authors who books have contributed to our knowledge, whose books we enjoy, asking if we can send them a PDF of the book in early August.   If they enjoy the book, we would be delighted to have them blurb it.

Initially, the publisher was going to provide just an excerpt from the book, which is what we said in our email to Robert Moss, whose books on dreaming , oracles, and synchronicity are terrific. He responded quickly:

Dear Trish and Rob

 I don’t “blurb” books (such an ugly word) on the basis of excerpts. Send me the whole book – by pdf if you like – and I’ll consider writing an endorsement, but can’t promise to get to this for a while.

bright blessings

The publisher agreed to send a full PDF of the book after I forwarded Moss’s email. And we used the word “endorsement” from then on. Rosemary Guiley, author of the Djinn and co-author of a book with George Noory, Talking to the Dead – also responded quickly. I loved DJinn and Rob is enjoying Talking to the Dead,  so this email was gratifying – and gracious.

Hi Trish

Congratulations! I will take a look at it. You can email it to me at…

We also contacted Rupert Sheldrake. Ever since reading his Presence of the Past in the late 1980s, we have been big fans of everything he writes. He’s a British biologist, a visionary  A few years back, TED talks banned his talk from you tube.

 Nature magazine called his work “infuriating…the best candidate for burning there has been for many years.”

Our kind of guy, for sure. The initial response to our request was answered by his research person, Pam:

Dear Trish and Rob,

Thank you for your kind email enquiry, which I will pass onto Rupert Sheldrake.  Your books sounds very interesting.  Although I need to mention Rupert is completely inundated at the moment and never endorses books he hasn’t read.  Your book is on a subject Rupert has a lot of interest in but he is awash with tottering piles of unread books.  Good luck with yours.  Best wishes

I felt this was a fairly positive response and replied that a PDF of the book would be available in early August and that if Mr. Sheldrake had worked his way through his pile of books by then, I would be glad to send him a PDF. The response to this email was from Sheldrake himself and kind of blew us away:

Dear Rob and Trish,

Thanks for your email and offer of sending the PDF of your book in due course.  As Pam says it’s very unlikely I’d be able to read it, and I never endorse books I haven’t actually read.  However I would of course be interested to look through it given that it’s close to some of my own interests. 

Best wishes,

Rupert Sheldrake

Wow!  Sheldrake isn’t just brilliant, he’s a nice guy. He’s giving himself an out in the event that he hates the book, and that’s only fair. Now compare these gracious responses from Guilley, Moss, and Sheldrake, with the complete antithesis, from a man whose books we have been buying since 1994:

As a general rule I tend to support books that either refer to my work or are sufficiently close to my interests to command my attention.  I do get a lot of requests from people seeking endorsements to do this; almost every time I speak at a different venue, someone comes up and tries to either hand me a book or make a request to have me read his or her book.  Before I consider even reading anyone’s book, I need to know the following:

   

Who is publishing the book and where, what countries is it being published in?
  In one page (under 700 words)  what is in your book that has not be said or written about before?  In brief, what is new in your book?
       

Do you reference my work in any way other than a footnote or in the bibliography?  If so, I need to see what you have written about my work.
 

I ask about (1) because I do not tend to support self-published books.  I will make exceptions, but not often.  I expect a book to have legs of its own and not depend on my endorsement to make it in the marketplace.  My endorsement means a lot to me and I don’t use it unless I really know the work and the author well enough and I believe in the work. 
      

I ask about (2) because I really don’t have time to read what people send me and I need to see that the writer has really done his or her homework and knows the field well enough to reference other people’s works and writes well enough, by providing me a short summary of what is new in his or her book, to deserve my full attention. 
   

I ask about (3) to see if the field the writer has written about is one that I have written about and have knowledge about.  If the writer has actually read any of my works and indicates that he or she has and has used my ideas in a new or original way, it goes a long way to having me support the book, even if the writer disagrees with me.
     

In brief I tend to support works that really deserve my full support because of my true interests and not just my name.

Seriously, dude? I need to write a college term paper justifying my request?  I wrote him back and answered his queries in less than the 700 words he had stipulated. His response was odd:

Could you please let me see where and how you reference my work in any way other than a footnote or in the bibliography?  I need to see what you have written about my work.  After I see this I’ll consider looking at a pdf of your book.  OK?

I’m not sure what contributes to such an inflated ego, but Rob and I have decided to delete any reference to this author in our book. And it’s unlikely that I’ll buy one of his books from this point forward.

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In the fall of 2015, we were visiting our daughter and attended one of her Paint Nite classes. Afterward, we stopped by a downtown bar and were treated to a first class magic show by Richard Waddington – whose street magician name is Richard the Adequate.

After seeing his show – and asking him a ton of questions – I friended him on Facebook. I didn’t hear anything until nine months later, shortly after the Orlando mass shooting, when I received a note that he had accepted my friend request. He apologized that he hadn’t seen my friend request. We exchanged messages and then text messages, and I told him about the blog post I’d done on him last fall and gave him the link.

His response: I’m speechless. You have honored me beyond words. Thank you. This week has been a bad one for us all. Tears of joy are so much better than tears of grief. You paid attention to my banter. Most people just watch my hands and ignore my mouth. What touched my heart the deepest was that you researched in addition. Are you a journalist?

This led to another exchange of messages where I explained that Rob and I are writers and learned  that Richard is an avid reader who devours 2-4 novels a week. Stephen King is at the top of his list and he has read most of King’s books multiple times. Richard is also writing a book and asked if I would take a look at the first chapter. I told him sure and he sent it along.

My sense is that he’s writing a memoir. He has a clear, unusual voice and a big life story – an unusual childhood in which his grandmother was a powerful influence, the loss of everything in 2006, when he ended up living under a bridge, and how magic brought him back. At any rate, I told him we would be in Orlando the following week and would love to see him perform more magic.

We met up with Richard after Megan’s Paint Nite class in a burger joint downtown. I had brought him one of King’s Dark Tower books that he said he hadn’t read, and then commented on the Bernie Sanders button on his hat, which led to the four of us talking politics. His grasp of political history is staggering. Name a president, any president, and he’ll talk about that presidency as though he was there. His grasp of religious doctrines spans the spectrum. As a young boy attending a Catholic church, he was abused by a priest and this incident launched a journey of voracious reading about every major religion and led him to the point where he is now an atheist.

When we got around to the topic of his magic, he whipped out his deck of cards and dazzled us with his wizardry. He even showed us how he does one of his card tricks but when Rob and I talked about it today, we realized neither of us understood it. He also did a very cool trick with 3 coins – a quarter, a British coin, and a Chinese coin that looked like a coin from the I Ching. He puts the three coins in his left hand, asked Megan to name one of the coins, opened his right hand, and there was the coin she’d named.

When Megan’s roommate, Nick, joined us, Richard really entered his street magician mode, blindsiding Nick with a couple of card tricks. I asked Richard for his birth data – he was born on the same day as John Lennon – and he gave me what I needed to do his chart. He’s a skeptic, but is “open-minded.” I told him I would send him some notes on his birth chart and that when he read it, he would no longer be skeptical about astrology.

Then it was time for Richard to head out to other sidewalk venues for the evening, where he would undoubtedly dazzle and entertain and blow a lot of minds. He left us with a piece of wisdom. “Magic is like politics. You distract the bystanders so they don’t see the truth of what you’re doing.”

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