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Here’s an ironic synchronicity related to the new U.S. Congress. The same day that the constitution was read aloud for the first time in congress, two representatives violated the constitution.
Republicans, who now are in the majority in the house of representatives, staged the first ever reading on Thursday, Jan. 6, at the behest of their most conservative supporters, the Tea Party, who look upon the U.S. Constitution as a holy document, somewhat like the New Testament. It should be noted that most members of congress got bored and left the house floor during the reading.
Meanwhile, two Republicans managed to violate the constitution on the same day when they voted without being sworn-in. GOP Reps. Pete Sessions (R-Texas) and Mike Fitzpatrick (R-Pa.) chose to attend a fundraiser rather than show up for the swearing in ceremony. Later on, they cast their first votes of the 112th Congress- despite the fact they were technically not members of Congress at the time. Hence, violating the constitution. Good going, guys. Thanks for the synchro!
Besides casting the votes on the house floor, Sessions even chaired the rules committee during a hearing on the health care repeal bill. According to sources, the situation came about when the speaker’s office discovered a photo of Sessions holding his hand up while watching a television showing his fellow colleagues taking the oath on the floor.
In other words, the two congressmen acted as if the ceremony was like a Wii computer game and they could be sworn-in via a TV monitor while collecting money from supporters. Strange stuff.
Also interesting was that certain parts of the constitution that were embarrassing weren’t read, hence making the document and founding fathers appear more infallible. Notably ignored was the original intent to allow slavery in the South by including the statement that black people were three-fifth citizens. Blacks were referred to as ‘other Persons’ to avoid using the word slaves.
Meanwhile, Thursday night, MSNBC’s Rachel Maddow tried to correct the Republicans censorship by having Ted Williams, the now famous homeless man with an “amazing God-given voice,” to read the parts of the Constitution the GOP left out. What a hoot!
Regarding the photo above, maybe new House Speaker John Boehner just hit his fingers with his new oversized gavel. Who knows…. – R
Debra and Nita
Matisse
This story comes from D Page, whose blog mythic musings is always a pleasure to read. It’s a wonderful example of spirit communication through dreams, but has a terrific twist!
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The day he asked me to marry him was 12/12/92. I was living in Colorado, near Denver. He was flying into Denver when a blizzard struck. It took the plane approximately 5 hours of circling before it landed, because the snowfall was so heavy. After a safe but tense landing, Larry got off the plane, kissed the ground, and handed me an engagement ring. We spent the night at an airport hotel. No one could leave because of the blizzard.
I did say “Yes!”, so Larry moved into an apartment with my daughter Desiree and I. I knew we would be facing allot of issues. The one that worried me the most was the fact that the marriage would be interracial. Larry is African American, I am white European. We had already had problems with our friendship being an issue because we worked at the same dealership.
The next morning I shared the dream with Larry. I told him what Nita had said. He said: “Nita is my mother. Her name is Juanita, but everyone calls her Nita. Then I asked him about the afro. “Yes, that’s her,” he responded.
We moved back to San Diego in 1993. We stayed a few weeks at Larry’s family’s home. I was home alone, cleaning one afternoon, when I found a photograph of the woman in my dream: a beautiful black woman with “big hair”. It was Nita. Somehow, I knew she would always be looking out for us.
Synchro Weirdness
This synchro is one of those weirdo things you run across from time to time, involving names, the bizarre, and death. More on that at the end of the story.
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On Monday, December 12, 2011, Tyler Brehm, 26, walked down the middle of Sunset Boulevard in Hollywood, firing on motorists with a .40 caliber handgun. He didn’t appear to have any clear target and fired 20 bullets in the air and at cars and screamed that he wanted to die.
Several people were injured and one man was killed, 40-year-old John Atterberry, a music executive who was shot in the face and upper body as he drove his Mercedes through the area.
Atterberry has worked with the Spice Girls, Jessica Simpson, and other musicians. He was a VP at a record company that produced albums for some of the most prominent names in West Coast hip-hop- like Snoop Dog. The name of the company? Death Row Records.
Story here.
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Really? Why would anyone give that name to a company? These types of synchros seem to emanate from what I think of as the ‘dark side” of the cosmos. We don’t know what, if any, karmic connections existed among the players, we have no clue about what these people were thinking just before or during these dramatic and, ultimately, tragic moments.
But if there’s no such thing as random, then the apparently “random” act was initiated at some deeper order in the universe. And this is where synchronicity seems to come into play. I often think of synchronicity as the seam, the border, between what is seen and what is hidden. It somehow makes the internal (hidden) manifest, and then we’re struck by the sheer weirdness of it and are compelled to pay attention. But what’s the message? What’s the law of attraction here? Or is there any?
Blackbird, Blackbird…
Cute Reincarnation Rap
A nice testament about why we must all co-exist.
Planetary Empaths, Redux
On March 11, 2010, we did a post called Planetary Empaths, about individuals who seems to exhibit physical symptoms before a catastrophe occurs. The sensitivity of animals to pending disasters is well-documented, but there isn’t much written about human sensitivity to these events.
The catastrophes may be natural – earthquakes, tsunamis, hurricanes, volcanic eruptions, floods, whatever – or they can be terrorist related. They are usually global in nature and impact a great number of people. Today (January 4, with a solar eclipse in Capricorn), we received several reports from individuals who frequent our blog who are experiencing these symptoms again.
Here are the predominant symptoms:
burning, watering eyes
ringing in one or both ears
nausea, spatial disorientation
depression unrelated to whatever is going on in their lives, a feeling of profound sadness
left ear “popping”
vertigo
heartache
a general sense of malaise
unusual nightmares
bouts of crying out of a sense of despair, but the origin of the despair is unknown
It’s interesting that the symptoms are being felt during this period of massive deaths among birds and fish in Arkansas and elsewhere, with the newest report about tens of thousands of dead fish in the Chesapeake Bay.
If you’re experiencing anything like this, please leave a comment or email us.
The Key to the Keys
Everyone misplaces their keys once in a while. But how about losing three sets at the same time? The other morning I asked Trish if I could borrow her keys because I couldn’t find either set of my keys to our two cars. That’s when Trish realized that she didn’t know where her keys were either. We searched everywhere. After all, neither of us was going anywhere until we found some keys.
After fifteen or twenty minutes with no luck, I realized that I’d left both sets of keys in my yoga bag. However, they were locked in the back seat of one of the cars. So knowing where the keys were just added to the frustration. I still couldn’t get to them. A few minutes later, Trish recalled last using her keys in the garage when she opened the lock on her bike. We looked and there they were next to a paint can on a shelf.
But the mysterious key incidents weren’t over yet. I recovered my keys, got in the car to leave, but the key wouldn’t fit in the lock. I took a closer look and realized that they weren’t my keys! I knew immediately that I must have picked up the wrong keys from the key rack in the gym. The reason I didn’t realize I had the wrong ones as soon as I went to the car was because Trish had left ahead of me and had assumed the driver’s seat, using her key. Then it occurred to me that, not only did I have someone else’s keys, but I hadn’t been to the gym for two days!
So now comes the synchronicity. Even though I was supposed to teach a private yoga class in ten minutes, I headed directly to the gym (in the opposite direction). I knew someone would be looking for those keys, and they might even have called the police. And where were my keys?
When I arrived, I explained what happened to Sarah, the girl at the front desk. She literally shouted: “You’ve got Andy’s keys!” She turned and called out to a man on a nearby treadmill that the mystery was solved.
Not only was the owner of the keys in the gym, but he was on the machine closest to the entrance. Surprisingly, he wasn’t upset. In fact, he was pleased that I’d returned the keys and he knew exactly what happened because on that day when he couldn’t find his keys, his wife was in the driver’s seat waiting for him. He figured that whoever took the keys must’ve left the same way.
I felt relieved, but then Sarah said: “Where are your keys, Rob?”
I looked at the key rack and there they were, just where I’d left then two days earlier. A tangle of missing key stories resolved with minimal problems. And that might be the key! Things that seems like serious problems often times can be resolved quickly and easily.
Any other ideas on that one? – Rob
Healing Spirits
Back in the late 1980s, I ran across a book called Joy’s Way: A Map for the Transformational Journey. The author’s personal story is compelling, particularly in the way he used it to change his life and develop a healing technique. We use his story in our new book, Synchronicity and the Other Side because it illustrates how people who have been cured of serious illnesses through often attribute their healing to their higher selves, to the ways in which their souls or spirits spoke to them through their bodies.
In 1975, W. Brugh Joy had a flourishing medical practice in Los Angeles, life was good. Then shortly before his thirty-fifth birthday, he was diagnosed with chronic relapsing pancreatitis, and there was no cure.This disease causes debilitating abdominal pain that may persist for several days, as it did for Joy. He knew the disease was unpredictable, that it might end abruptly on its own or that an attack could turn into fulminating pancreatitis, which had a mortality rate at that time of eighty percent. With each attack Joy probed his own psyche, struggling to understand why he was manifesting a disease that could severely restrict his activities or lead to his demise.
After this, Crichton kept firing questions at the cactus. It refused to speak to him. Every day, the same thing happened: no response. The conference continued, Crichton was exposed to new things – healing techniques, chakras, perceptual changes, the tarot, the I Ching. “On the final day of the conference, I visited the cactus to say good-bye. The cactus was just sitting there. I wouldn’t speak to me.” Crichton told the cactus that he appreciated what it had shown him and said he’d enjoyed spending time with it. “Which wasn’t exactly true because I felt frustrated a lot of the time, but I thought it was more or less true.” Still no response.
“Then I realized that from its position in the garden, the cactus could never see the sun set. The cactus had been years in that position and been deprived of seeing sunsets. I burst into tears. And then the cactus said, ‘It”s been good having you here with me.’ Then I really cried.”
Eight months after that conference, Crichton’s life had completely turned around. He had changed his relationships, residence, work, diet, habits, interests, exercise, goals – in fact, anything in his life that could be changed, was changed. “These changes were so sweeping that I couldn’t see what was happening while I was in the midst of them. And there was another change, too. I’ve become very fond of cacti, and I always have some around, wherever I live.”
UFOs over Moscow and London?
Stanley Fuhlman,a retired Canadian NORAD officer, predicted the UFO sightings of October 13, 2010 in NYC and other place – the video for the NYC sightings is below, He died on December 19 of pancreatic cancer. Among his final predictions was one about UFO sightings over Moscow in early January 2011, followed a week later by sightings over London.
When we first read about the October 13 prediction, we thought it would be great if it happened, but so many predictions never come to anything. Then the news hit about the UFOs over NYC, on that date, witnessed by thousands. So, it will be interesting to see what comes of this prediction.














