Dueling Phone Calls

Posted on June 14, 2009 by Trish and Rob

Natalie sent us this story June 3 about synchronistic and simultaneous telephone calls. As you’ll see, almost everything about these two calls was synchronous. Natalie also noted that I had the same initials, R.M. as the two male callers. Rob
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At ten o’clock yesterday morning, the office phone, and the home phone, rang in unison.

Hub wasn’t going to answer his work phone, as he was swamped, and didn’t recognize the number on the display. I wasn’t going to pick up the home phone for exactly the same reasons. But after a few rings, we both picked up.

On his line was an old friend who he had not seen, or spoken to, since June, 2006. This friend was part of a couple who were good friends of his during his previous marriage. They had lost touch with Hub after he married me. The caller was also conversant with Hub’s work, and out of the blue wanted to run an idea by him.

On my line was an old friend who I had not seen or heard from since June, 2006. Like Hub’s caller, my friend and I had lost touch when I married Hub, and started a different kind of life. I was knowledgeable about his work, since I’d worked with him on many occasions in the past. He was calling, just like Hub’s caller, to run an idea by me. (Also out of the blue)

Both conversations were long and very pleasant. Both callers were talking about a computer-based work idea they’d had the night before. One for Hub to help with, and one for me to participate in.

Both callers were male. Both callers have the initials R.M. So many synchronicities.

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Dead man’s hand

Posted on June 13, 2009 by Trish and Rob

I’ve come across this story a couple of times on the Internet. It appeared in Robert Ripley’s Giant Book of Believe it or Not, Warner Books, 1983.
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In 1958, a poker game turned deadly. It seemed a man named Robert Fallon had been cheating, and the men from whom he had won the $600 pot decided to take matters into their own hands. They shot Fallon in his seat. But now, according to the men, the $600 was unlucky . . . no one wanted it. So the group of outlaws decided to find a new player to replace Fallon. They did, and giving the new player Fallon’s hand and $600, continued to play. By the time the police arrived to answer the reports of a murder, the new player had won over $2,000. The police wanted to confiscate the original $600 to pass on to Fallon’s next-of-kin.

But guess what? Much to everyone’s surprise, when the police took the new
player’s name, it was discovered that he was Robert Fallon’s son and the rightful next of kin. Even more amazing, Fallon’s son had not seen his father in seven years.

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Oregon Tale

Posted on June 12, 2009 by Trish and Rob


The night before we left for Oregon this Tuesday, our daughter, Megan, was about to go meet a friend. She was backing out of the driveway when I stopped her and told her to take our Mazda Tribute because one of the tires on her car had a slow leak. About half an hour later, we got a call from Megan that the Tribute had stalled on the road and wouldn’t start. I tried to jump start it, but no avail. Very annoying since just a week earlier, I had gotten a new alternator and battery installed. Since we were leaving early the next morning, I had the Tribute towed to our house.

While that was frustrating, it was also fortunate. We had been planning to drive the Tribute sixty miles to the Miami airport the next morning. If we had done so, the car would’ve stalled and died on the Turnpike and we would’ve missed our plane, messing up our vacation. So my decision to tell Megan to take the Tribute was a synchronicity that saved our trip.

Now, just this evening in Hood River, Trish walked outside and saw several guys around a car stalled in the street. One of the guys asked the driver, a young woman, “Does it go click, click, click when you try to start it? That means you need a new alternator. She responded, “But I just got a new alternator!”

Trish walked back inside and said, “Hey, here’s a travel synchronicity.”
Rob

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Ripples on a pond

Posted on June 10, 2009 by Trish and Rob


Steve Duffy wrote to tell us about a three-volume book by Peter Lavenda called Sinister Forces: A Grimoire of American Political Witchcraft. Sounds sinister and grim – lifting words from the title. We’ve never heard of the books, but Steve calls them “essential reading for thos interested in meaningful coincidence, particularly in the avenue of American politics and history.”

Steve went on to explain that at lunch with a colleague one day, he was trying to explain his interest in synchronicities related to Jack the Ripper murders, magic, and historical events.

“I illustrated this by having him visualize time as a pond, and certain historic events as a stone that cast into the pond causes a ripple effect which reaches individuals and changes their life in turn. Some people are more attuned to this effect than others. A pretty simple explanation of a complex theory.

“After that lunch hour I wandered into a nearby bookstore. Skimming the spines of several books in the science section, I spied the title “There are No Accidents” by Robert H. Hopke. Picking it up and glancing at the cover revealed the sub-title: Synchronicity and the Stories of Our Lives.

“The cover, however, knocked me off my feet. It depicted a watery surface with a slow drop of water causing concentric ripples to splash out in rings! exactly as I had been trying to illustrate to my friend. When I bought the book I returned to work and showed him, explaining how the very purchase in my hand demonstrated the feasibility of synchronicity in one tiny little package. A great little bundle of ‘proof’ so to speak.”

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Dream Snake

Posted on June 9, 2009 by Trish and Rob



This story was sent in by a mechanical engineer, who calls himself Slim Jim. He’s a left-brain, scientific type, an atheist. In his free time, Slim Jim explores caves, underground mines and other hidden places. The abandoned building is where he and his buddies camped and the mine is what they explored.

Slim Jim and some friends drove to Memphis to go camping in a large abandoned building. The morning they were going to leave, Slim Jim had a vivid dream about snakes. “In the dream, I was sitting in the middle of the woods. I’m not sure why I was there. Right next to me was a pile of dead branches. After a while, several snakes came out of the underbrush without warning and slithered around me really fast. They were so close to me that they almost touched me. The snakes were about three feet long and an inch in diameter, not particularly large but not particularly small. The snakes were so close to me I thought they could kill me with one bite. Jolted awake, I sat up in bed.”

That same day, he and his friend, Mario, left Minneapolis/St. Paul, where they live. Their plan was to visit a rural wooded area at the southern tip of Illinois which has many underground silica mines. Slim Jim had explored some of them in years past, but recently found out where a couple more were located.

They were able to explore two of the mines in this area. On the way back to the car, through the woods, they moved at a brisk pace, trying to return to the car as quickly as possible so they could catch up with the rest of their friends in Memphis.

“I wasn’t really paying attention to where I was stepping. Soon I heard a buzzing noise that sounded like an animal, but I was too intent on moving quickly to want to figure it out. I was moving so fast I didn’t notice the enormous rattlesnake coiled up in the middle of the ridge until I was no more than five feet from it! This guy was huge! It was curled up in a circle about two feet in diameter. It must have been at least ten feet long. The snake itself was about 5-6 inches in diameter. Colored yellow and greenish.

“I panicked. Instantly. My first thought was that it was so huge that it would squeeze me to death. My second thought was that I had no idea how poisonous this snake was, but being ignorant about snakes, I thought it was quite possible that its poison would kill me very quickly. And, knowing that rattlesnakes are dangerous, I assumed that it would have a strong desire to chase me down and bite or squeeze me to death.”

Mario was right behind him and Slim Jim kept yelling, “Snake, there’s an enormous snake right there, run, run!” Slim Jim raced back the way they had come, certain the snake could outrun him.

Until now, Slim Jim had never encountered a large snake in the wild before. He had spent his childhood roaming the woods and regularly wandered through woods all over the country, geocaching, hiking, scouting underground mines. The woods they were in “looked like any generic patch of hilly woods” in the Midwest, and he never expected to see a large snake in a generic Midwestern woods.

“The dream happening by itself would not be noteworthy. Seeing the huge snake in the wild was pretty shocking, and is a rare occurrence, but it does happen. But what are the odds of jolting awake from a dream about snakes and no more than six hours later finding myself five feet from a huge rattlesnake in real life? Unbelievable. Part of my brain refuses to believe it really happened. One remarkable occurrence of synchronicity isn’t quite enough to make me believe in the supernatural – I’m inclined to chalk it up to one crazy coincidence – but it does get me thinking about it. It would’ve made perfect sense if the dream had happened the night after I saw the rattlesnake, but the fact that it happened six hours before I saw the snake in real life is just too coincidental.”

He knew that his friend Max ( Magic Teapots ) was interested in synchronicity, so on the drive home, Slim Jim called him to related his experience. “At the moment I called, he was working on his synchronicity blog.”

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Jung and the ‘Sympathy of All Things’

Posted on June 8, 2009 by Trish and Rob

In Jung’s autobiography, Memories, Dreams and Reflections, he relates a story about an apparently telepathic connection to a patient he had been treating. He had gone out to deliver a lecture, then returned to his hotel around midnight, but had trouble falling asleep.

“At about two o’clock…I woke with a start, and had the feeling that someone had come into the room;I even had the impression that the door had been hastily opened. I instantly turned on the light, but there was nothing.” Jung thought that another guest had opened his door by mistake, but when he looked out into the hallway, “it was as still as death.”

“Then I tried to remember exactly what had happened, and it occurred to me that I had been awakened by a feeling of dull pain, as though something had struck my forehead and then the back of my skull.” The next day, Jung received a telegram informing him that his patient had committed suicide, that he had shot himself. “Later, I learned that the bullet had come to rest in the back wall of his skull.”

Jung went on to say that he felt this experience was a genuine synchronistic phenomenon commonly associated with an archetypal situation – in this instance, death. He believed his knowledge of the patient’s death had been made possible because in the collective unconscious, time and space are relative. “The collective unconscious is common to all; it is the foundation of what the ancients call the ‘sympathy of all things…’ the unconscious had knowledge of my patient’s condition.”

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Old Friends

Posted on June 7, 2009 by Trish and Rob

In 2007, my friend Carol Bowman – author and researcher into past lives – received a call from a woman who was interested in bringing Carol’s story/books to television. Carol, whose journey is illustrated in her two books – Children’s Past Lives and Return to Heaven – and on her blog , is an avid Simpsons fan. So imagine her surprise when the caller turned out to be Julie Scully, who used to write for the Simpsons.

During the course of their conversation, it occurred to Carol that Julie should talk to Trish. “I didn’t know why,” Carol says, “but I brought up your name. There was a moment of silence, then Julie said, Wait a minute”…and she pulled your book from her pile of favorites on her desk and said that she uses your tarot book all the time.”

The other day, I received an email from Carol, reminding me of this odd occurrence. “Doesn’t this qualify as a synchronicity?” she asked.

And yes, to us it does. The three of us are intrigued by reincarnation.Well, for Carol, it’s more than intrigue. It’s her work and her passion. I met Carol after her first book, Children’s Past Lives, literally fell at my feet one day years ago while I was browsing the aisles at Border’s. I devoured the book in a few days, wrote to her, and subsequently recommended her to my agent, who became her agent and sold her second book. Julie and I are linked not only through our enjoyment of the tarot, but through the Seth books, written by medium Jane Roberts in the 70s and 80s. Then there’s the Simpsons connection for Carol and Julie, and that we’re all connected as writers. Somehow, everything came together in March 2008, when Julie and Carol came to Florida and we spent a long weekend together with several other people whose synchronistic connections to the group were also prevalent.

We may not have figured out the mystery of the universe, but we certainly started figuring out the mysteries of our connections. And maybe that’s how synchronicity works at the most personal levels, linking our individual stories to a larger collective, to the tribe of consciousness that birthed us.
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Julie’s recollection is: “I didn’t rifle through books on my desk. Trish’s tarot book was the ONLY book on my desk! It’s the only book I use when I attempt to do an amateur tarot reading. It’s the only book on tarot I’ve given out as gifts to friends. We were all connected by books. I read Carol’s book, her book jumped out at you, I read your book… Wait a second… I don’t have a book. Maybe you two inspire me to write one. Or you two cross over into my world – TV & Movies. That feels like synchronistic symmetry to me!”

UPDATE: Teapot, I should have clarified this. Carol lives in Pennsylvania, Julie lives in Malibu. They had never met. Their conversation took place by phone.

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Dark Passages

Posted on June 6, 2009 by Trish and Rob


One of our ‘secrets’ of synchronicity deals with creativity and the law of attraction. When you focus intently on a creative endeavor, you attract like experiences in the outer world. For example, when Trish was writing about a stalker years ago in her first novel, In Shadow, she attracted one who actually called her while she was working late at night on a related passage.

Thursday morning’s front page newspaper story about the death of David Carradine caught my attention in the same respect. The headline read, “Star of ‘Kung Fu,’ ‘Kill Bill’ lived by the sword on the set.” In the latter series, Carradine was the head of a group of assassins. He was filming another movie in Thailand when he was found hanged in his hotel room.

His passing brings to mind the death of other actors involved in violent roles. Heath Ledger, playing the Joker – the dark Trickster – in the The Dark Knight, died of an overdose.

Then there was the cases of Bruce and Brandon Lee, father and son, who died while playing deadly, violent roles. In both movies, The Crow for Brandon and Game of Death for Bruce, the actors played characters who were not only both shot to death, but subsequently return from the dead to exact revenge.

In Brandon’s case, he actually died in the very scene in which his character, Eric Draven, was murdered. The death was caused by the firing of a blank at point-blank range after a dummy cartridge had gotten lodged in the barrel of the gun.

He died at 28, his father died at 32. Both deaths were ruled accidents, but both were considered highly suspicious.

What are we to make of synchronicities that have a negative impact? One rule that dominates synchronicity is that like attracts like, and that’s especially true when the person is deeply focused on a creative endeavor.

Even though the two men were acting dark roles, not living them, they were experiencing what it was like to live such a life of violence and death. The same could be said for Carradine and Ledger. They were so involved in their roles that, unfortunately, they attracted the real life experiences that led to their deaths.

It may seem unfair, but it’s not. The bottom line is that we are all terminal. Death is a given, life isn’t. But it’s nothing to worry about. We’ll be back.

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El Siboney

Posted on June 5, 2009 by Trish and Rob


A friend from Key West, Jim Moseley, called me late Monday evening. I hadn’t talked to him for several years, but we had corresponded. Usually, I write him in response to something he has written in his iconic newsletter called SAUCER SMEAR. Unless you happen to be a UFO-naut or nut, you’ve probably never heard of it. SMEAR has a circulation of several hundred ‘non-subscribers’ as he calls us.

Jim gleefully and humorously impales know-it-alls in the UFO field, deconstructing believers and debunkers alike, and especially those who take themselves too seriously. One of his favorite targets is the Amazing Randi, who in turn, from time to time, shakes his metaphorical fist and threatens to sue and send Saucer Smear into another dimension.

Jim is old-school eccentric. No computer for him. His eight-page monthly screed is composed on an electric typewriter and sent through snail-mail. Friends and contributors send him printouts from the ‘wretched Net,’ as he calls it, allowing him to keep up on the latest. Meanwhile, he vows never to Google.

Even though I hadn’t heard his voice for a long time, I wasn’t surprised by his call. I’d written him a few weeks ago about my upcoming appearance on the History Channel’s UFO Hunters to talk about my Bermuda Triangle book. He told me I’d pulled a cool ‘Bermuda Triangle move’ by completely disappearing from the said program. Good one, Jim.

I mentioned that the next time we’re in Key West, we should meet him at a certain Cuban restaurant a couple of blocks off Truman. He asked the name of it, and I drew a blank.

After hanging up, I casually picked up a book on my desk called Synchronicity and You: Understanding the Role of Meaningful Coincidence in Your Life, which I intended to page through. First, I noticed that beneath the book was the latest edition of SMEAR, which I hadn’t looked at yet. Then, I opened the book to a marked page and was astonished to find that the marker was a business card to El Siboney, the Cuban restaurant in question, where we ate in February. So there it was: a synchronicity stuck inside a synchronicity book!
Rob

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27

Posted on June 4, 2009 by Trish and Rob




Twenty-seven. 2+7=9. Nine is about beginnings and endings. Many of us are just getting started in our careers at 27 after a few years of false starts. But for others, 27 is an ending.

The other evening, Megan was watching some Hollywood story about Kurt Cobain and we were sort of half-listening from the other room. We knew that Cobain was a suicide. But what we didn’t realize was that he – like Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, and Jim Morrison – died at the age of 27.

What’s up with that?
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UPDATE:
This afternoon I opened up a book on my desk called Synchronicity and You: Understanding the Role of Meaningful Coincidence in Your Life, by Frank Joseph. It opened to pages 28-29, and here’s the first thing I read. “But the number nine also demonstrates the degree to which such symbolism is subjective and how susceptible it is to different, personal interpretations. Among some musicians it is regarded as death’s own number. This negative association began with Beethoven, who died after completing his ninth symphony.”

WOW! Nearly fell off my chair when I read that. This book, BTW, also plays into tomorrow’s synchronicity. Stay tuned.
Rob

Today marks the four-month anniversary of this blog. We’re enjoying it, and hope you are, too.
Rob & Trish

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