There’s a certain synchronicity about this event occurring now, given the turmoil in the Arab world. This video has been circulating since January 28, with various versions taken by different people from different areas. This one, the 4th, is the clearest.
This movie, which just won at Sundance, sounds like it goes hand-in-hand with Brian Greene’s new book, The Hidden Reality. A second earth. Parallel lives. Take a look at the trailer, then check out the link for more extensive information about the film.
The other link.
Thanks to musing egret for letting us know about it!
Here’s an interesting I Ching reading from Adele Aldridge related to the Egyptian uprising. She sent this to us around noon today.
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I couldn’t resist sharing this with you.
While eating lunch and watching more news about this fascinating revolution going on in Egypt I decided to indulge in a quick question of the I Ching. I asked, “What will happen in Egypt now?”
The response I got was #49 Revolution with the two yin lines changing to Hexagram #1, The Creative. Of course just getting the hexagram named revolution is statistically improbable and what keeps me hooked.
Adele
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Other name for Hexagram #49 are Radical Change and Throwing Off. The changing line leading to #1, the creative, is interesting. Let’s see what happens.
We mentioned this study after the New York Times wrote about it last month–and the reaction–but now here’s more details.
ESP. Extrasensory perception. Despite all the studies done by J.B. Rhine, despite Carl Jung’s writings on the subject, despite the fact that most of us experience it from time to time, it remains an ugly stepchild in the psychological community. But now, an article in a prestigious journal may change all that. Or not.
While a 2000-mile stretch of the U.S. prepares for a massive snowstorm, Queensland, Australia is facing the monster in that image, Cyclone Yasi, now a category 5 cyclone. Weeks ago, this same area suffered tremendous floods. According to this article, North Queensland residents have been given just three hours to evacuate. It’s going to hit during high tide, which means a storm surge is expected across much of the North Queensland coast. Winds of 279 kilometers an hour – 173 miles an hour – are expected. That wind velocity matches Hurricane Katrina.
Send good thoughts to our friends down under. Brizdaz, let us know how you weather the storm!
We’ve all done it – misplaced or lost something practical or valuable and then we tear through our homes and cars and lives, looking for whatever it is we’ve lost. Losing a wallet, for instance, can make you feel like you’re losing your identity. Or, as the illustration shows, it can make you feel naked. Your ID, your credit cards, your personal information, as well as cash, is kept there. In fact, when we dream of such a loss, it usually symbolizes a concern about one’s identity.
Recently, while at a a local coffee shop, Trish was inside ordering and Rob sat outside with Noah, our golden retriever. His keys and wallet lay on the table in front of him. An odd thought occurred. What if I just walked off and left my wallet here. What a strange thing to ponder, he thought, as Trish came out and handed him his coffee and they headed to the car. Rob held the dog leash, the coffee cup, the car keys and his wallet. In the process of putting the dog into the car and juggling the contents of his hands, the wallet must’ve slipped out. It fell to the pavement and wasn’t noticed.
A couple of hours later, the search began. It didn’t take Rob long to concede that he didn’t misplace the wallet in the car or house. He’d lost it. He decided to wait before taking any action, just in case it turned up. But he also took out an old wallet, as a replacement. The next morning he called the two banks which held his debit card and credit card. Sure enough, someone had tried to use the cards. So he had an answer to the intuitive question he asked himself just a couple of minutes before he actually left the wallet – not on the table, but the pavement.
This experience reminded Rob of another lost wallet experience, an extraordinary one, that unfortunately was cut from the text of Seven Secrets to make room for other stories. It’s a good one.
This incident occurred about 12 years ago when we lived in another city about 15 south of our present home.
Rob lost his wallet, but didn’t get frantic about it. He was confident that the wallet somehow would return to him. He’d lost the wallet while windsurfing on a lake near the house and hoped it had fallen out before he went into the water. However, he couldn’t find it on the shore where he’d rigged his sail. He knew that if he’d accidentally taken it with him and lost it in the lake, chances of recovering it were slender, to say the least.
But Rob, in this instance, didn’t do any of the things people normally do when they lose wallets – no calls to credit card companies, no request for a duplicate driver’s license, no contact with his auto insurance company. For three or four days, he visualized the wallet returning to him, visualized it so intensely that he could feel its weight in his hand, in his back pocket. He believed the wallet had been found already.
That same week, a lawn man had stopped by our house, soliciting business. We already had someone doing the lawn, but Rob and the man chatted, then the guy left. A few days later, this same man was fishing with a net in the lake where Rob had been windsurfing and dredged up Rob’s wallet. He returned it, complete with all the cards and water-soaked cash, and said he was relieved that Rob was alive and not on the bottom of that lake.
So not only did the wallet return, as he’d visualized, but he’d met the man who found it a few days before it was discovered.
Paul Klee painting
This story is in 7 Secrets of Synchronicity and is about number clusters. It was a post we’d written in the early days of our blog, when we got about 5 hits week, mostly from family and friends. We’re re-posting it because we love number synchros!
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Clusters of synchronicities that occur with numbers range from the odd to the truly strange. They can coalesce around a single event or continue over the course of a lifetime. In Maria’s story, the number 14 recurred four times over a period of four months.
One night Maria, a college sophomore, drove into a DUI checkpoint on her way to MacDonald’s. Earlier that evening, she’d had two beers. After performing the field sobriety tests, the policeman determined that she was impaired, arrested her, and performed the breathalyzer. Even though she blew under the legal limit for impairment, she spent 14 hours in jail before she was bailed out.
Her parents hired an attorney, who felt she had a strong case for dismissal based on the video of her field sobriety tests and because she blew under the legal limit. A prosecutor was assigned to her case. After reviewing the evidence, he was ready to dismiss the charges, but was then removed from the case and another prosecutor was assigned who wanted to press charges. Her court date was set for December. Since it fell during her week of final exams, the attorney asked for a continuance and a new court date was set for February.
Before Christmas, 14 law firms filed a motion that the DUI checkpoints in this particular county were illegal because the police had too much discretion. The motion was heard on January 14 and the judged ruled in favor, which meant that all the evidence would be dismissed in 14 cases, including Maria’s.
The number 14 adds up to 5 – a number about freedom. Shortly before she was stopped, Maria had had an argument with her boyfriend about her freedom.
For those of us who have experienced doppelgangers – Mike Perry comes to mind immediately! – this chapter should hold considerable interest. In one of Jane Roberts’ Seth books, she and her husband, Rob, experienced doppelgangers in a place where they had gone dancing. Her sense was that the couple looked like she and Rob might have if Seth had never been a part of their lives – old and bitter.
We went down to the keys this weekend to move Megan back home – and then back to college. Her internship is over and was a great success. Rob, Jo (the woman Megan stayed with) and I drove over to the facility for the meet and greet. What a wonderful experience it was. At the end of the post is a video of Rob doing his meet and greet. You can hear their clicks, their chatter.
We learned some interesting facts about dolphins. They have 88 teeth. Their teeth are small, perfect, utterly ivory white. In the wild, the fish they eat hydrate them. But since these dolphins are fed frozen fish, they have to be hydrated daily. They are given cubes of Jell-O and also learn to swallow a hose (no gag reflex) so that several liters of water can be poured down their throats. The dolphins we met were a mother and baby. The baby is almost three, continues to nurse, but also eats frozen fish. The trainer said the baby will nurse until the mother decides enough is enough.
There are just 13 dolphins in this facility. To bring in fresh DNA, some of them are transferred to other facilities to mate. One dolphin is on birth control – yes, you read that correctly. She’s on birth control so that when she mates with her son, she isn’t impregnated. Dolphins aren’t discriminating in their sexual partners. Anyone will do. No one is allowed to touch this female because the birth control substance seeps into the dolphin’s skin and if you touch it, the substance seeps into your skin.
The water in the tanks comes in through the canal, through a wire mesh fence. This keeps the tank clean, fish often swim into the tank, so the dolphins sometimes get to eat actual live fish. There are many aspects of their lives as captive dolphins that struck me as bizarre and unpleasant – like that hydration hose. And the fact that they are trained to beach themselves on a platform for when they have to be moved to other facilities or taken out of the way of a potential hurricane. Pros and cons. Renee Prince, who has worked with captive dolphins, whose synchro we posted last year, knows a lot more about this part of it than I do.
But today I also realized these dolphins are intensely curious about people. As soon as we appeared four of them swam over to see who we were and then hung out, watching us, as we videotaped them and took pictures.We, of course, talked to them like they were our pets and they probably were laughing at us. But I wondered if dolphins, like humans, choose their experiences. And does their knowledge spill into the morphic resonance of all dolphins, so that even dolphins in the wild learn about us?
Megan said that one day, a group of vets suffering from PTSD came to the facility to swim with the dolphins. She said it was gratifying to see how happy the swims made the vets and that the dolphins seemed buoyed by the experience, too. Does this information also get filtered into the morphic resonance of all dolphins?
The facility has just one sea lion, who is off by himself and allegedly quite happy that way. They used to let him in to the dolphin tank to swim with them, but he disliked it. I guess he’s a loner. He’s now going blind from cataracts and is supposedly going to have an operation to remove them.
I’m personally bothered by captive anything. I try to imagine myself in a human tank controlled by aliens (for lack of a better metaphor), who seduce me to do tricks because I know I’ll be fed. I try to imagine myself turning over on my back so tourists can see my underbelly, the internal nipple from which my baby suckles, the “slit” where my sex organs are. This is how that part of the meet and greet was explained to us. I tried to imagine these aliens explaining how I can make only three distinct sounds (most of which are audible on this video). But the trainer added these sounds are what these dolphins make, but there “may be more.”
Really? Has she read John Lily?
Yet, I confess to a certain admiration for Dolphins Plus. Their intern program is well-organized, their trainers seem to be genuinely committed to the welfare of the dolphins, and the dolphins seem happy and well-adjusted to their situation. The vets and handicapped children swim for free. The trainers apparently love what they’re doing. The young woman who conducted our meet and greet had started off as an intern, like Megan, and had been there for four years. Megan’s fellow intern, Erin, is majoring in marine biology at Eckard College and is a bright, articulate young woman who loves what she’s doing and whose knowledge of dolphins (she’s 20) is impressive.
During my meet and greet, I was astonished at how soft and smooth the dolphins’ bodies are, silken to the touch. The trainer showed me the track marks on the mother’s fins where blood is drawn once a month or so to determine the dolphin’s health. Their blowholes are much larger than I recall from when we swam with them years ago. When these two dolphins touched my face – the kissing part of this meet and greet – I felt I had been touched by a superior being who was amused at the whole spectacle.
They are such magical and mysterious beings that all of us came away from the experience just sort of floating on air.
Here’s another astonishing story of twins separated at birth. They were born in 1940 and didn’t meet until 1979.
Yet, the similarities – which could be seen as synchronicities – are amazing.
Both were named Jim–Jim Springer and Jim Lewis. Each married a wife named Linda. Each divorced and each twin married a Betty. Each one had a son named James Allan. Each one had a dog named Troy. They both frequently vacationed out of state at the same Florida beach town. They both chain-smoked, had migraine headaches, and had basement workshops.
It goes on. Both were former sheriff’s deputies when they met, and each one occupied a house that was the only one on the block. Writer William B. Stoecker figures the chance of that string of so-called coincidences occurring is 1 in ten billion, but it’s probably much higher than that.
