Dolphins

This one is from Vivian Ortiz:

In the eighties I began traveling to Key Largo to swim with dolphins. I loved a little bookstore there which had a great section on Florida mysteries. I discovered an author named T.J. MacGregor. I bought several books and loved the characters. They were married private eyes. Each year I would look forward to the next book in the series. One year the bookstore was under new ownership and the new owners had no MacGregor books. I was adamant that they see if they could get some. They told me they thought the author had died. I was devastated. I went back home to Georgia and was grieving the loss of the characters I had come to love. Some months later I stopped by a local library to pick up a book for a friend. Next to her book was a new book by TJ MacGregor. I was ecstatic. I took the time to write the author through the publisher. She wrote me back. I had no idea the author was a woman. She was writing a book with dolphins in it and I became a good source of material for the book. And we became the best of friends….

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Obama and Lincoln

Since today is Lincoln’s birthday, we thought it would be interesting to note some of the striking synchronicities between Lincoln and Obama. Both men:

– were lawyers who began their political careers in the Illinois state legislature

– served a single term in Congress before becoming president

– brought young children to the White House

– were propelled into the national spotlight by powerful speeches

– Neither man served in the military

– Lincoln freed the slaves and Obama is the first African-American president

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A taxing synchronicity

Today I started putting together all of our tax documents. Since we pay such things as foreign taxes on books sold overseas, it’s complicated and I just organize it and hand it all to our accountant.

But this morning, there was one document missing: a W2 form from a gym where I teach yoga classes a couple of times a week. Trish remembers my talking about it when it arrived, noting that they didn’t take any taxes out all year. Getting a duplicate from that place would be next to impossible. It’s very disorganized there on a normal basis, but now the place is under renovation and the office area is torn apart, everything is in a chaotic state. When I went to teach my class this morning, there was even a guy rolling glue across the counter!

So I started telling myself over and over that I was going to find that tax form one way or another. I’d already gone through my records twice with no luck. But I just kept repeating it over and over like a mantra, telling myself that before the day was over, one way or another, I would have the form in hand.

After class, walking through the chaotic office area, I managed to find my paycheck in the usual drawer, even though it was partially disassembled. On the way home, I kept repeating my tax form mantra. Trish asked how much my check came to this time, since for no particular reason the amount varies wildly from check to check. I never bother trying to figure it out. The ‘job’ is really a hobby.

So I opened the envelope with the check and discovered no check, but astonishingly my tax form! The only thing I can figure is that the first one, a W2 form, was a mistake. This one is a 1099 form, the appropriate one when taxes aren’t taken out. Whatever the reason, it was a great synchronicity.

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Jacques Vallee

This one is from Jim Banholzer.

Reading about your experience with the suspicious man in front of you, who revealed Trish’s novel was the only item in his suitcase, reminded me of Jeff Well’s Author- Author blogpost. Here’s the gist of it:

“One afternoon in Los Angeles in the winter of 1976, the week he began compiling his notes on various branches of the UFO cult “the Order of Melchizedek” for what became Messengers of Deception, Jacques Vallee stood curbside at Sunset Boulveard and hailed a taxi. He looked downstream at the rush hour traffic, raised his hand towards several oncoming cabs, and one swerved into the curb lane and stopped for him. After a short ride, during which Vallee did not discuss his current research, he paid his fare and accepted a receipt. He stuffed it in his wallet and thought nothing more of it, until two days he noticed it was signed Melchizedek:

“I cannot afford to write this story, because I cannot expect anyone to believe it. At the same time I cannot sweep it under the rug. There is only one Melchizedek listed in the LA phone book, and I have the receipt signed by the driver right in front of me. [Reproduced in the book: “2-21-76 Receive $6.25 for taxi fare from Roosevelt Hotel to 3321 S La Cienega, Red & White Cab #98 M. Melchizedek.”] It was this incident that convinced me to put more energy into understanding the nature of such coincidences.”

Vallee, who is both a computer scientist and a UFOlogist, invested his energy in Information Theory, which led to his model of an Associative Universe.”

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Thieves

This story comes from author Roy McConnell. The synchronicity is that Roy, a teenage thief at the time, was inadvertently turned away from this lifestyle by another thief.

“I was fifteen years old and living as a street person in Vancouver, British Columbia. I had met up with a professional thief who taught me how to make a living on the street by stealing from people’s cars and fencing the goods to a local fence. One night we broke into a vehicle in a private garage attached to house and stole the eight track tape deck and all of the tapes. While we were making our getaway we saw a police car cruising by and got scared. My friend went into KFC and got a couple of bags. We split the stolen items between the two bags and went our separate ways to decrease the chances of both of us being caught. The more I walked, the more frightened I got.

“I saw a half-ton truck waiting to turn at a street corner. I went to the passenger door and told the man that the police were chasing me and I needed to get away. I must have been in sheer panic mode because nothing else can explain why I did such an irrational thing. He told me to throw the stuff in the back of the truck and get in. He drove me to Stanley Park, but on the way he told me that he was a supplier of heroine to drug dealers and an art thief. He wanted to hire me to distribute heroine from an apartment that he would set me up in as well as paying me five hundred dollars per week. The man drove me to a secluded area in Stanley Park and continued trying to convince with a number of perks such as the dealers women who pick up the heroine like sex with young guys like me. Being fifteen and living on the streets the offer was very attractive, but I was afraid for my life. Suddenly, the man said that he had a strong feeling that he shouldn’t be offering me this deal. He seemed noticeably frightened and took me back to where he’d picked me up and told me if I wanted what he was offering to meet him there the next morning. I didn’t.”

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Insights

An intriguing insight:

“I base my life on synchronicity. I get nervous when I don’t see synchronicity around me.” – Julian Winter, screenwriter

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The Three Roberts


We’re staying in the keys – Trish and three Roberts. So this morning, one of the Roberts is looking for jam or honey to spread on toast. He pulls out a jar of mango preserves called, “Robert is here.”

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Creativity and Synchronicity

This one comes from author Nancy Pickard:

“A few months ago, I was at my local library, thinking about a plot that would involve a young woman on a solo driving trip along back roads. As I was thinking about that, I felt an impulse to turn into the large-print section, and then to stop and pull out a book seemingly at random. On the cover there was a drawing of a young woman on a solo driving tour on a back road! I laughed to myself and took it as a signal to keep going with that book idea.

When I left the library, as I drove away, I was thinking of a certain phrase related to the same book that I was considering writing. I turned on the radio and that phrase was the first thing I heard coming out of the speaker. After I got over feeling startled, I interpreted it as another bit of synchronistic encouragement to go on working on that book idea.”

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The Ceiba Tree in Key West


Sometimes rituals can create the circumstances conducive to synchronicity. When Hilary Hemingway was searching for an improvement of her family’s finances, she and her husband, writer Jeff Lindsay, went to Key West to perform a prosperity ritual involving a prominent ceiba tree near the county courthouse. The ceiba tree (or kapok) in Mayan cosmology was considered to be the tree of life that connects earth to sky, or man to the divine. They left notes with requests at the base of the tree, and poured rum around it, ‘feeding’ the muse. In a short time, Jeff’s novel, Dexter, sold to Hollywood and became the most popular television series on Showtime. Then Andy Garcia later took an interest in producing Hilary’s script on Ernest Hemingway’s final days in Cuba.

So, if it worked for Hilary and Jeff, why not us, Trish and I thought today. Since we’re spending a week on Sugarloaf Key, 17 miles north of Key West, we decided to visit that ceiba tree and prepared our own note. Since we’ve got a number of pending projects in various stages, we listed them all. We found the tree surrounded by several tourists, stood back and waited. Finally, Trish handed me the folded note and I walked around the huge tree until I noticed a little cubby hole near the base of the trunk on the south side. I slipped the note inside it, then covered it with leaves. Unfortunately, we lacked rum, but we promised the tree we’d be back with a shot or two before we left.

As we were about to leave, Trish turned to the tree and said, “Now we want some good news by tomorrow.” I thought that was asking a bit much, but didn’t say anything. We drove back to the house where we’re staying and a couple of hours later got a call from the owner, who is Trish’s literary agent. He had some news: an editor at New American Library (NAL) had just made a substantial offer on a pending proposal for an astrology book. Ka-Pow! Not 24 hours – two hours! We’re going back to the tree with some rum tomorrow.

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MEGAN’S DOG

During an elementary school Thanksgiving project,eight-year Megan showed a dog she had made from clay and announced that she was grateful for the golden retriever she was going to get. Her parents (us!) were puzzled about it. We had no plans to get a golden or any other kind of dog. After all, we had three cats. But shortly before Christmas, a family friend asked if we would adopt a golden retriever that needed a home. We said we would try out the dog for a week.The retriever, Jessie, immediately got along famously with the cats, settled n front of Rob’s desk, and found a new
home.We remained baffled by how Megan had talked about the animal as if she’d known it was coming. It was a synchronicity – specifically one of foreknowledge or precognition

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