Empaths Among Us

Posted on April 6, 2010 by Trish and Rob

 

On March 11, we posted Planetary Empaths, about individuals who feel physical and emotional symptoms before an earthquake occurs. These symptoms are unpleasant, painful, and flat out disturbing. But they seem to indicate that these empaths are intimately connected to the planet’s internal rumblings. One of the challenges for these individuals is figuring out where the quake – or other natural disaster – will occur.

Not surprisingly, a day after the 7.2 quake in Mexicali, we heard from several people who don’t know each other but know us, describing their symptoms in uncannily similar ways.  A rather unnerving synchronicity!
Connie Cannon and d page were both in our March 11 post.  Jenacide commented on the Mexicali post, describing her experience. Tonight, we got an email from healing mudras, who is in Laos rather than Bangkok, where she lives. She described her symptoms before the quake.

We’ve put together a list of physical and emotional symptoms that seem to be most common based on the experiences of these individuals and of others who have experienced similar symptoms.

– a ringing in the ears. It seems to be long and sustained, sometimes high pitched, and may be specific to one ear
– disorientation. A feeling of being disconnected from your body
-nausea, a sense that the earth is rolling and undulating beneath you
– pronounced imbalance
– great fatigue
-dizziness, headaches
– disturbed sleep
-plugged ears
-crying for no apparent reason, feelings of deep sadness, despair, chaos
– sense of malaise
-inability to function normally
– waking from a sound sleep, alert, rapid heartbeat, “feeling it in my body.”
This last symptom came from a young man, Jon, who is a friend of d’s. In an email, he wrote: “How about this, I know when earthquakes are going to happen too. If I’m asleep, I’ll wake up and be completely alert. No waking up half asleep, instead, I’m completely awake and alert. I then feel it in my body and my heart beats a bit faster and then a few minutes later, earthquake. That’s how I felt yesterday when I was playing video games with my cousin before it happened. At first I thought it was the game, which was very funny to me.”

Vivid dreams and nightmares occur days or weeks before the quake or disaster and often contain powerful symbols. For Connie Cannon, for example, songs and lyrics as well as numbers are extremely important. Before the Baja quake, she dreamed the songs, “South of the Border” and “Down by the Riverside.” The south of the border reference is now obvious. She believes the riverside reference is Riverside, California, where the quake was felt. Connie is also a numerologist, so numbers are powerful dream symbols for her as well. Several days before the quake, she dreamed of the numbers 33 and 44 repeatedly. As she pointed out in a subsequent email, earthquake resonates to 44 and Mexico resonates to 33, so it was all given to her, even the place, but she didn’t connect the dots.

D’s symbols are best expressed here, where she describes a dream image that required research.
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Rob and I were speculating that perhaps this sensitivity to what the planet is about to do is an evolutionary step for humans. I mentioned this to D, too, and she wrote: “I was wondering if  what is described in Jerome Bernstein’s Living in the Borderland is what we are witnessing. Similar to your idea, he states that what he calls  “borderland consciousness” is “an evolutionary dynamic that is moving the western psyche to reconnect our overspecialized ego to it’s natural psychic roots. It is my view that we are all in the grip of this unfolding. Indeed,it is possible that our very survival as species Homo Sapiens may depend on the shift that is taking place.” (page 9)

Food for thought.

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Lady in the Mirror

Posted on April 5, 2010 by Trish and Rob

Gypsy posted a remark under a story we had posted about orbs. It’s a good one and we didn’t want it to get lost in comments.
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I must have been about 12 years old at the time and we were living in Winnfield,  Louisiana, a little “courthouse square” southern town where everyone knows everyone else. We were living across the street from my paternal grandmother. One day she and my aunts were discussing the death of a lady who had died at her home. Her  family planned a home wake, but just after her death [in her own bed], there appeared on her bureau/dresser mirror an image – an image in color – that was the exact image of the lady as she lay in her deathbed.

This event left the family in a state of concern as to whether or not they should  still have the wake at home. By then, word of this “miracle” had spread to my  grandmother’s home where it was the subject of conversation. I was somehow allowed to attend the wake and will never forget it. The casket was  set up in the living room and the house was full of people. After we paid our respects in the living room, we were allowed to view the mirror  in the woman’s bedroom.

And there it was, here it was, a big round mirror in a wooden frame and in the center of the mirror  was the colored image of this lady as she lay in bed. Funny, how I remember the colors of pink and lavender. Some people went up to the mirror and tried to rub the image off but it didn’t budge.

It was the talk of town for a long time afterward. I don’t remember ever hearing that the image had faded or gone away. but it certainly has not faded from my own  memory.

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7.2 Quake Mexicali

Posted on April 5, 2010 by Trish and Rob

This afternoon, there was a 7.2 quake in Mexicali, Mexico. When I was reading about the aftershocks felt in L.A, I wondered if some of the planetary empaths we wrote about in a March 11 post had felt anything.

This evening, I dropped by d page’s blog. She’s one of these empaths we wrote about. Her account of the quake is vivid. And yes, she apparently felt it beforehand.Read her account here.

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Easter Lillies: Nature’s Synchros

Posted on April 4, 2010 by Trish and Rob

 About 95 percent of the 11 million Easter lillies sold each year are bought during Easter week. Most are grown in Oregon and California. They’re usually in bloom by Easter Sunday because their bulbs are “forced” in greenhouses, which means their environmental conditions are constantly adjusted so the flower blooms in the spring rather than during the summer.  After an Easter lilly has bloomed once, you can plant it outside and it will then bloom as nature dictates, during the summer.

 So four years ago, we bought an Easter lilly and after it had bloomed, planted it along the fence in our garden. Every year as Easter approaches, we wonder if it will bloom again. Easter, after all, doesn’t always fall on the same date and can vary by as much as five weeks.  But invariably, year after year, this beautiful plant is in bloom in our garden by Easter Sunday. This year, we’ve had an unusually cold winter for Florida and Easter falls on April 4. Two weeks ago, the buds were hard to find and it seemed impossible that the flowers would bloom by Easter.

Here’s a photo of it on Palm Sunday, March 28. It certainly looks as if it’s going to be in bloom again by Easter Sunday! So how does it know when Easter is?

The last photo was taken this morning, Easter morning  The lillies are in full and glorious bloom.

                                                          


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Play Ball

Posted on April 3, 2010 by Trish and Rob

Baseball season starts tomorrow and so a foul ball synchronicity from a few days ago is in order here. On March 31, during a spring training game in Tampa against the Yankees, Minnesota Twin lead-off hitter Denard Span hit a line-drive foul into the stands striking a fan in the chest who was wearing a Denard Span jersey. That’s a synchronicity in itself. But who was wearing his jersey? His mother!

In preparing this post on the day of that incident, I looked up Span in Wikipedia, and found this surprising comment. “He bats and throws left-handed and is known for his exceptional speed and his ability to hit relatives with line-drive foul balls.” What? Was that there before he hit his mother? My guess is that some quirky, quick-witted trickster had just added that last bit to the Wiki entry.Or maybe he has a very large extended family that likes going to his games.

There’s more. I first learned of Span’s feat from Keith Olbermann who mentioned it in his Oddball segment that same day. Olbermann noted that his mother had also been hit by a foul ball at a Yankee game by then Yankee second baseman (and former Twin) Chuck Knoblauch. We wrote a post about it on May 17. K.O. also mentioned that Bob Feller threw a pitch in Chicago on Mother’s Day in 1939 that was fouled off and hit his mother. He went on to mention another player from the ’30s who hit his mother with a foul ball, then hit her again with another foul as she was being carried off. I went to the show’s script to get the player’s name, but the story was removed. So maybe that last one never happened.

Finally, oddly enough, earlier that same day, I had bought a ticket on-line for a Minnesota-Tampa game in Minneapolis on July 3. Why did I do that? Because I will be visiting my mother that week. However, I don’t think I’ll take her to the ballpark! – R

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Moves and White Feathers

Posted on April 3, 2010 by Trish and Rob


Major transitions often initiate synchronicities – marriage or divorce, the birth of a child, a death, career change, or, as in the next story, a move. This synchronicity is from Julie Ralphs of Nottringham, England.
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We have recently moved after many years of my husband being reluctant to move. We put our house on the market and within a week had an offer. It was from a young couple who lived in the next town 30 miles away.

When their contact details came through, my mother-in-law was with me and I asked her if she knew where they lived as she had lived in the town 25 years before. She said  she knew of the road, but what was the number? When I told her, she explained it was across the road from her best friend of 40 years, the only person in that town with whom she has kept in touch.

 We quickly found a house to view and fell in love with it. It was in a better part of the same village, on a road that my husband had always liked. He described the house to his younger brother, even down to the secret cupboards in the bedrooms, and learned that when my husband’s family moved to the village 25 years ago, his brother viewed the property with their parents. They didn’t buy it because it had a steep drive. This meant a lot to my husband, who had lost his father suddenly over a year ago, as he knew that his Dad had seen the house.

A  few months earlier I had visited a medium who said I would move and that the house would have an orchard in the garden. It has an apple tree, but the house is built on farm land that was used as orchards for fruit growing. The day we moved in, I  was talking to my mum in the kitchen and the removals men were bringing boxes into the house. Mum looked at the worktop where we were sitting and said ‘look a white feather’. I didn’t know what this meant then, but she said it signified ‘someone watching over us.’ I’d like to think it was my father-in-law.”
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The white feather is intriguing. I first read about this phenomenon on Mike Perry’s blog.


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Until Death Do Us Part?

Posted on April 2, 2010 by Trish and Rob

 Synchronicities tend to occur frequently during major transitions in our lives – a move, a marriage or divorce, the birth of a child, a career change, and death, the biggest transition of all. This next story comes from Joanna.  We posted a similar synchronicity in early January, so I now wonder how many stories like this there may be.
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I don’t know that the following is “synchronicity”, but it involves Andy, a  relative I’ve featured on my blog. .  Out of respect for his widow Dotty, a very dear friend and also a follower of  my blog, I can’t post it there, even as an update.

Dotty is  an absolute saint, truly, and twelve years Andy’s junior with two children  by an abusive first husband that she’d finally managed to divorce before they met. Andy and first wife Kate, a total whack job, also had two children – a son and a daughter, but were  already separated when he met Dotty. Naturally, Andy’s kids stayed with  their mother after the divorce and  were thoroughly brainwashed by her that  Dotty was to blame. They wouldn’t even acknowledge Dotty’s presence when they visited Andy.

And so it went for the next 35 years.

Old age set in and Andy’s deteriorating health required him to go to a nursing home. Dotty visited him there every day, all day, only going home for an hour or two between meals, and after tucking him in around 7:30. She never missed a day, even when  the weather was bad. She truly  fulfilled the marriage vow ‘in sickness and in health’.  She also sat in on every meeting with Andy’s doctors and took detailed notes.

First wife Kate had remarried, and for several years she and the second husband had been in a  nursing home 100 miles away, both in “perfect” health except for advanced Alzheimer’s.

Andy and Kate’s son, whom we’ll call George (or perhaps Super Jerk)  was the CEO of his own company in a city 30 miles beyond where Kate was. He was a total control freak, used to people doing whatever he ordered.  Once amonth or so he’d make the trek to see Andy for a couple of hours, always during  Dotty’s breaks.  At one time or another, he vowed to fire Andy’s doctors, which he didn’t have the authority to do.  He also ordered Dotty to sell her and Andy’s  house “right now” and move him to the same nursing home Kate was in.

Dotty, of course, did none of these things. She told George very firmly that she wouldn’t. She got her and Andy’s affairs in order. Together, they  picked out a burial plot and a stone, made their funeral wishes known, and verified that  their wills and her power of attorney were airtight.

Andy was 86 when he entered the home, and doctors were certain he wouldn’t last three months, six at the most.  That was 15 months ago.  We were all sure he wouldn’t make it to 87 let alone 88 (last month), and came to believe he simply willed himself to live despite more than a dozen health issues, any two of which would have  killed a “normal” man.

But there’s another possibility – that he secretly vowed to outlive the hated ex-wife who’d poisoned their children against his beloved Dotty.

In the wee hours of Tuesday morning a week ago, 88-yr-old Kate died in her sleep.  It was a total surprise to everyone  because physically, she was “healthy as a horse”. The second surprise was she and her second husband had made NO funeral or burial arrangements whatsoever.  The son and wife spent the next 3 days scurrying around making arrangements.  On Friday evening, they were on the way to the viewing when
Dotty called to say Andy had died a few hours earlier.

Right after Kate’s funeral, George, the son, was hospitalized with a bleeding ulcer, but got out in time to attend Andy’s viewing Monday evening. The third surprise was on  arriving at the funeral home, he hugged Dotty thy like a long-lost friend and apologized profusely for treating her so badly for 30-some years.

What are the “chances” that a man and woman who hated each other, divorced 35+years years ago and had had no contact in that time, would die 3 days apart? Is this “synchronicity” or a very effective karmic lesson delivered on the son by the  Universe?
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These kinds of stories remind me of a Mobius strip, thus the image by M.C. Escher.

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Johnny B. Good in my e-mail…Yikes!

Posted on April 1, 2010 by Trish and Rob

 He-e-e-r-r-e-e-‘s Johnny!

You might recall the post on Feb. 4 about Johnny B. Goode, the West Palm Beach fellow who keeps getting arrested for minor public annoyances. We mentioned him again in March when we wrote about Robin Hood, another guy with a famous name who is also in repeated trouble with the law–although we suspected, or hoped, he gave away some of the goods he stole, since who needs three of the same baseball caps.

So, when I received an e-mail from Johnny B. Good, with no ‘e,’ I wondered if Johnny from West Palm got on line and did a Google search for his name. But not the case. In fact, this is another Johnny B. Good, possibly a nom de plume for a young man residing in Lisbon, Portugal. The e-mail led me to a Facebook synchronicity site that I’ve visited.

Johnny B posted a story about how he was stuck in traffic recently and noticed a colorfully painted van nearby. The next day, in another part of the city of two million, he parked his vehicle, got out, and there, parked close by, was the same van. He was amazed and baffled and before walking off jotted down the e-mail address that was on the side of the van. Then he asked readers what it meant and if they thought he should contact the owner of the van.

I told him that maybe the synchronicity was about awareness, reminding him of the hidden magical nature of reality. I added: “But you never know what might happen by contacting the owner of the vehicle. That might lead to yet another synchronicity. Good luck!”

So, Johnny B Good decided to act, and later posted an update. “I contacted the painter by email, got her reply and saw some of her paintings on her blog. Two of her main themes are called: “The Magic of Chance and the Magic of Life :-)”

So, I would say, no, that was no mere coincidence. It was synchronicity, and we have to wonder if there is more to follow between those two.
R

This synchronicity marks a kind of milestone: post #500. We’re grateful to all of you for the synchronicities, insights, and comments you have contributed. We hope that you have learned as much as we have from this sometimes baffling and always illuminating phenomenon.

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The Vortex Workshop, part 2

Posted on March 31, 2010 by Trish and Rob

This image illustrates how Megan and I felt when we left the Abraham/Hicks workshop.  We were soaring.

When Rob and I talked about two posts on the Hicks workshop, he asked, “Where’s the synchronicity?”
As I explained in part 1, the synchronicity is that the entire workshop was about the third secret: The Theory of Everything.

This secret encompasses psychic phenomena, which Jung believed fell under the umbrella of synchronicity. I mean, think about it. Several hundred people pay several hundred bucks to listen to a woman who is channeling a group of souls – i.e., non physical energies.

Why? Because the information conveyed resonates intuitively.

Afternoon Session

This session was intense. The hot seat was occupied by one person after another:
   – a woman who couldn’t decide what kind of car to buy because she “had so many desires”
  – a young man from Ecuador who had lost his brother and discovered that his brother had been “possessed” by some sort of evil and now he was experiencing the same physical symptoms his brother had had
   – a man whose life had collapsed in financial ruin
  – an Italian actress who had moved to Florida after a “15 minute conversation” with her husband, and now didn’t have any idea what they were doing here
These hot seat conversations produced so much valuable information that Megan and I had filled our notepads and had to get more paper from the hotel’s front desk. The highlights:

– There is no bad energy,  no source of evil. There is only an absence of goodness.
– The problem and the solution come into focus at the same time.
– All you can control is your vibrational proximity to who you really are
– Make a list of things you know you don’t have any resistance to and watch these items manifest themselves
– To move into your vortex easily, meditate. It quiets the mind. It’s a state of non-resistance.
– Most people do not believe in well being
–  Every negative emotion means you have expanded – but aren’t benefiting (Expanding because of the contrast between what is and what you want)
– Lean in the direction of what you want, otherwise you won’t feel good.
– The first step is understanding what your negative emotion is.
– You have to tune your frequency to what you want
– Make a decision to draw back from negative emotion, feel its diffusion, allow who you to come through  rather than resisting who you are.
– Stop your commentary on what you don’t like, don’t talk about what bothers you. This diffuses the negativity.
– There’s nothing you can’t be or have. Nothing is more important than how you meet.
– Joy is you coming into alignment with you, with the most expanded version of who you are.

One of my personal questions about Abraham was whether Esther was actually channeling this group of souls for the entire time that she stood in front of her audience. By the end of the day, I had my answer. Esther is definitely a medium, the real McCoy. She appeared to be in an altered state of consciousness, particularly when she addressed whoever was in the hot seat.There were many junctures, like when Abraham told stories about Esther and Jerry,  where it would have been easy for her to slip up and refer to “I” rather than they – i.e., Esther and Jerry. But that never happened.

You can argue that it didn’t happen because they’ve been doing these workshops for years, they’ve got it down pat. But I never sensed anything disingenuous and in the end, realized my question was irrelevant. Something powerful happened in that room. Much of the time, I felt I was in the presence of other. And Abraham’s message is one of such hope, joy, and personal empowerment that by the time 300 people leaped to their feet and applauded and cheered, I honestly didn’t care who or what this energy is. It’s real.

They ended with these suggestions. In the course of a day, do this:
-decide that you are going to be in the vortex
-next time you’re in the vortex, ask yourself what it is about this moment that you like so much. Milk the moment of being in the vortex
– as you hang around in this vortex of hope and get evidence of your alignment, appreciate it, talk about it.
– say aloud: I am now finished with this negative emotion, thought, argument, feelings etc.
– I am a beneficial uplifter to all who cross my path
– I’m going to talk, paint, write, make music, live when I’m inside the vortex
– Today it is my dominant intent to see what I want to see!

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The Boss materializes after all

Posted on March 30, 2010 by Trish and Rob


Last Saturday, March 27, we posted a synchronicity involving Bruce Springsteen, where Rob was hoping to materialize The Boss in the gym while a Springsteen song was playing. (He does belong to the gym). However, as the song ended, Rob materialized his boss for his yoga classes, the owner of the gym.

Today we were at the gym and I noticed a bunch of kids and women congregating in one area. Then a man in workout clothes gathered a couple of kids in front of him while the women whipped out their cell phones and snapped pictures.

It’s The Boss, I thought. Now how do I take a picture without being really tacky? 
I paused on the rowing machine and snapped a photo of him working on a bicep machine. I was too far away and the photo just  looked like a bunch of machines in a gym. 

At the time, Rob had run home to get his pay sheet for his yoga classes for the week and I kept hoping Springsteen wouldn’t leave before he returned. I moved to a different area in the gym, hoping to snap a better photo.But people kept walking between us, I was still too far away.

Rob returned and I said, “You just walked right past Springsteen.” “What? Where?”

I tilted my head toward him. “I’m going over to ask him if I can take his photo. For the blog.”

“Naw, don’t do that. He’s working out.”

I thought about it for about five seconds, then went over. “Excuse me. May I intrude on your workout for a moment?”

“Sure.”

Soulful eyes, I’m thinking. “You’re the topic of a synchronicity,” I said.

 “Synchronicity,” he repeats, looking amused.

“You know, meaningful coincidence?” And then I tell him about Rob’s experience and mention the book. “May I take your photo for the blog?”

“Let me put on my shirt.”

I’m thinking, No, don’t do that. A friend of mine wants pictures of your biceps!And he got up from his machine, shrugged on his shirt, and I snapped the photo with my BlackBerry. 


“So now I’m going to be on a synchronicity blog?” he asks.

“You are. Thank you so much. I appreciate it.”

So, three days after Rob’s post on whether he could materialize the boss, The Boss appeared.

(The Hicks workshop, part 2, will be posted tomorrow)

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