Karen and Rick and Afterward

Posted on October 10, 2010 by Trish and Rob

 First, I confess to having taken this image from Gypsy’s blog. (Thank you, Gypsy.) It struck me as the perfect image for this story.

Our post on September 29, Ghosts as Tricksters, resulted in some amazing comments and reactions. This story comes from Karen Algrim at Maggie’s Secret Garden, and embodies many elements of both synchronicity and spirit contact.
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As I have shared in a previous post….some of you may know that my husband was killed in an auto accident by a drunk driver a few days before the holiday of December 1989. On that night I already had a sense that something had happened to him before I actually got word from the police.

I had a vision of what was to come while in surgery the same year…it was what I recalled a holographic look into my own future.

The night it happened the kids and I sat waiting for him to arrive home from work. At around 8:30 in the evening, we heard a boom on the front door, almost as if a big gust of wind had hit it. There was no wind that night. My daughter and son moved onto the chair I was sitting and…they weren’t scared at all…rather my daughter said she felt sick to her stomach. I felt from that moment on that I was recalling the holographic scenes I had while under anaesthesia.

We went through a rough patch after that night….and then not more than a month went by when we all started noticing things. I’ll list them….it will be easier.

First…
The kids started telling me they saw reflections of their dad in the windows from inside the house.

My daughter said she saw her dad getting into bed with my youngest child. She said she knew it was her dad by the chain and medal on his neck. She was 8 years old.

We all started hearing our names shouted in a loud whisper into our ear at very close range. None of us shared this until my youngest child did…and then we all realized we were having the same experience.

My TV turned itself on in the night time. It happened often. (I wish I had paid more attention to what was on the screen…I fear I have missed a message)

My bedroom light turned itself on more than a few times.

We all heard heavy footsteps on what seemed the roof…the footsteps sounded as if they were running across the whole length of the house.

We started seeing a ghostly form of a man sitting on the toilet in the upstairs hallway nearest the kitchen. The kids are only 8,7, and 18 months old and they told me about this at random times.

We all saw quick flashes of movement out the corner of our eyes often.

I was using the hallway bathroom very late at night with the door open (pardon my manners), the house is dark except for the light above the stove in the kitchen. I see a shadow of a person walking by on the wall outside the bathroom door.

I decided it was best for us to move into a different home. While I moved, the old house sat on the market for 1 year. During this time I let a family in need of a place to stay have the house. I never told them of my experiences. On the day they moved out, they asked me if I had been coming in while they weren’t at home. Of course I wasn’t and asked why they thought I was. Their story? While cleaning the hallway bathroom, they closed the door to keep the cleaning solutions smells from escaping, went out to eat, and on their return the bathroom door was open.

They also told me of noises heard from the attic above the foyer. They thought it might be critters, so her husband went up to check. No sign of critters.

After getting back the keys from this family, I got into my car to leave and made it halfway down the block before my car went into neutral while it was engaged in drive. I’d push down on the gas pedal and there was no drive. I figured it was my transmission. I had it towed. The dealer could find nothing wrong with the car. In hindsight I think it may have been my husband warning me to stay in the old house. And he would have been right in that decision given our economy today.

At my new house. I am reading in my room one night when I see an orb around the size of a tennis ball appear above my bed. It just sits there for most of an hour, moves only slightly, and then just dims out like a light bulb. I searched for every possibility of what it could have been, but know in my gut…I truly believe it was an orb.

When my granddaughter was born we all went into the birthing room after she had arrived. We were all shocked at how her eyes were looking at us with recognition of who each of us were. As each person spoke, her eyes would look directly at the person speaking. I should tell you that her eyes are the same color and shape as my late husband’s. We took pictures and in a few of the photos we captured some orbs above my daughter’s head; he had just given birth to my first grandchild.

I instinctively feel my granddaughter is the incarnation of my late husband.  I now know we travel in soul groups. My granddaughter looks a lot like my late husband. And I remember that when he was alive, he used to jokingly say that he wanted to come back as a beautiful woman. He thought beautiful women had it easy!

I also remember that about a year before his death he had a premonition that he would be killed in a car accident. A friend of ours was lost in the same way earlier and I remember my husband saying,”That’s how I’m going to go.” I know now that he may have created this scenario for himself.

I have investigated and learned many other things I would have never even been interested in if it wasn’t for these experiences and for this I am most grateful. I also don’t feel him around me anymore. But I do think his leaving date has left a message for me…..December 21st. I look forward to seeing what is in store for me on December 21, 2012.

I know now that we made a pact back in time, to pass this way with each other, and it has allowed me to understand my purpose for this life. And I’m so grateful to have had the opportunity to experience these things. These experiences have brought me to a place of better understanding.
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There are so many details in this story that suggest spirit contact: the sounds, the orbs, the problem with her car, the sightings. And then there’s her granddaughter’s birth that hints at her husband’s return. Interesting, too, that the date she mentions – December 21, 2012 – is when the Mayan calendar ends. Lots of speculation on what that means.  But for Karen, it’s undoubtedly going to be very special.

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Synchronicity and Symbols

Posted on October 9, 2010 by Trish and Rob

What do Will Rogers
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Kurt Vonnegut
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Anne Sexton
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Philip K Dick
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Sugar Ray Leonard have in common?

Read on.

Synchronicities multiply during periods of transition – a move, a marriage or divorce, a career change, a change in employment or financial status, a birth or a death.  Here are some of the most ironic synchros we’ve run across related to death: .
Will Rogers, actor, humorist, and writer, died in a plane crash with his aviator buddy, Wiley Post, when they were taking off from a lagoon in Point Barrow, Alaska.  Rogers’ typewriter was found in the debris and the last word he typed was death.
Jim Fixx, whose 1977 bestseller, The Complete Book of Running, triggered the jogging craze, died of a heart attack while running.
James Heseldon, who bought the Segway company, died when he drove his Segway over a thirty-foot cliff on his property and into the river below.
The last movie that John Huston directed before his death was called The Dead.
The last book of poetry that Anne Sexton published before she committed suicide in 1974 was entitled The Death Notebooks.
At the time of his death, Philip K Dick was working on a novel entitled The Owl in Daylight. In esoteric traditions, the owl is considered to be a messenger between the living and the dead.
In a 2006 article in Rolling Stone about author Kurt Vonnegut, he claimed he had given up finishing his anticipated novel, If God Were Alive Today. “I’ve given up on it… It won’t happen… The Army kept me on because I could type, so I was typing other people’s discharges and stuff. And my feeling was, ‘Please, I’ve done everything I was supposed to do. Can I go home now?’ That’s what I feel right now. I’ve written books. Lots of them. Please, I’ve done everything I’m supposed to do. Can I go home now?” Less than eight  months later, Vonnegut got his wish: he died from complications of a fall.
The last song that Hank Williams Sr wrote was Angel of Death. When he died, he had a hit single at the top of the charts: I’ll never Get Out of This World Alive.
The night before Sugar Ray Robinson fought Jimmy Doyle in 1947, he dreamed he killed his opponent with a single left hook. According to ESPN’s Larry Schwartz, Robinson was so shaken by the dream that the next morning he said he couldn’t fight Doyle. “But the promoters brought in a Catholic priest who assured Robinson his fears were unfounded. Robinson hit Doyle with a textbook left hook in the eighth round. Doyle was carried from the ring on a stretcher and died the next day.”

There are probably dozens if not hundreds of synchros like these. Just poke around on Google. You’ll find them. It’s almost as if the spirit of the individual teams up with the spirit of the universe to make a statement.  Ray Grasse, in The Waking Dream, Unlocking the Symbolic Language of Our Lives,talks about  how the way someone dies – the specific circumstances – may “summarize key lessons or aspects or his or her life.For example, only hours before he died by electrocution while sitting in the bathtub, famed Trappist monk Thomas Merton had proclaimed to an important meeting of religious leaders that the times ahead were electrifying.”

This is on a par with Will Rogers’ last typed word as death. Maybe it’s the trickster at work here. Even so, there’s something at a deeper level in all this that deserves exploration. Grasse delves into why peaceful individuals like Gandhi died by assassination by a political extremist. Or why Josef Mengle, a Nazi doctor, died of natural causes. “Looked at deeply, every death has some significance symbolically.”

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The Ship

Posted on October 8, 2010 by Trish and Rob

This story comes from Gypsy, whose synchros we’ve posted before. This experience occurred on September 8 or 9 and is intriguing for several reasons, as you’ll see. Even though UFOs probably aren’t synchronicities, Jung considered them to be archetypes.But perhaps more importantly, sightings worldwide seem to be increasing, almost as if something is brewing in the collective unconscious of humanity.
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I woke around 3:30 am and couldn’t go back to sleep. So I sat  on the side of my bed and looked out the top part of my windows – which aren’t covered at all – to look at the night sky for awhile. My room faces directly west.
At some point I decided to turn on the TV as it seemed I would be awake for a while. I reached over for my remote – and as I turned around again from getting it, there, in my window, just out of nowhere, was this object that I have drawn.

I was so startled by it that for an instant, I wondered if I was dreaming. To check my awareness, I turned around to see if the TV had come on. It had, so I knew I wasn’t dreaming. I couldn’t take my eyes off this thing as it came toward the house, directly from the west, moving straight toward and over our house, headed east. It was very, very low.
I was looking at it totally from underneath it, while sitting on my bed, peering upward, out the top part of my windows. It moved very slowly and I wondered if it was going to crash and wondered how something that large could stay in the air, so close to the ground. There was no sound – nothing. The three front lights were bright but they didn’t have “beams.” All the lights were a pure white.
There was a large center light and from it came a large, straight downward beam of white light. Now, I was sitting there,  totally immobilized, my mind whirling in a million directions, trying to incorporate all this into reality. Was it a law enforcement sort of thing? Was the beam following someone on the ground? But I knew it wasn’t anything I’ve ever seen before – ever. It was just like scenes from Independence Day,  watching this craft move above me, seeing only the underside of it as it approached. 
The shape was just as I’ve drawn. If you  overlaid two triangles and then curved the corners, this is what the shape would be. There were lights on the 3 front points and on the outer two points in the rear – they were all the same size – and while they were lit, they did not have the “beam” like the large one in the center of the body of this thing.  The body was dark black, except for 6 convex sections, 3 on each side, that were a lighter color, a matte-like dark gray color. These sections had no lights but the lights from the points and the center light were bright enough that these convex sections were very visible.
As it came closer, I’m mentally telling myself to get up and go get my daughter, Lisa, and follow it out her east-facing windows. I wanted her to see it. But I was totally mesmerized and couldn’t get up. I kept thinking I needed to take a picture with my phone or something, but I didn’t want to miss anything. I was afraid that if I looked away, it would go away. So I sat there and tried to memorize every single detail. It’s funny, but I wasn’t fearful at all. I was just spellbound to be seeing it. I had this ongoing mental dialogue about calling Lisa and getting up and going outside, but continued to just sit there, absorbing it all.

 It kept moving with very slowly toward the house, then over the top of the house, and then it was gone from view.  I just kept sitting there. Then I remember wondering what had just happened. Then I remember just laying down. I didn’t remember to tell Lisa about it the next day – how weird is that?
Then a few days later I was  cloud watching and saw a weird rectangular looking cloud. I was on my way to my grandson’s soccer game when I saw this cloud in the east. It seemed to be a part of a larger, more vertical cloud. I pulled over to the side of the road to watch it and then kept on going. I meant to take a photo of it, but was running late and then got sidetracked at the soccer field.
The next day, out of the blue, Lisa mentioned she’d seen a really weird cloud,  a cloud that had a dark-outlined cloud within it. In that moment, I “remembered” this thing that I’d seen that night. Why I didn’t remember such an incident is totally beyond me. It’s just not like me not to remember, not to have written it down that night or the next day. As soon as Lisa mentioned it, I shrieked, “Oh, I saw one too!”
I’m attaching a shot from Independence Day just for perspective, so you understand how I was seeing this thing.

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Fear and Loathing and Synchronicity

Posted on October 7, 2010 by Trish and Rob

Synchronicity is a kind of twilight zone of magic. It’s the border where our inner and outer worlds meet, the language of the unconscious. It’s certainly not something to be feared. In fact, the more frequently you experience it, the less fragmented you are as a human being – and that’s from Jung.
For centuries, man has recognized signs and symbols as meaningful. In the fourth century B.C., Greek philosopher Heraclitus saw all things as inter-related or following ‘cosmic reason.’ He believed that events were not isolated happenings, but had repercussions across the entire fabric of existence, that all things were linked by a web of organization created by Logos.
Hippocrates, born twenty years after Heraclitus died, expressed similar thoughts. “There is one common flow, a common breathing. Everything is in sympathy. The whole organism and each one of its parts are working together for the same purpose. The great principle extends to the most extreme part, and from the extremest part returns again to the great principle.”
The Roman scholar Agrippa referred to a Fifth Essence, something beyond earth, air, fire and water that held existence together. He also called it the World Soul, which penetrates all things and is a thing in itself. Agrippa’s contemporary, Plotinus, wrote, “Chance has no place in life, but only harmony and order reign therein.”
In the Middle Ages, this idea was known as the unus mundus, one world, and referred to a collective knowledge that exists independently of us, yet is available to us. In this cosmology, the source of meaningful coincidence is separate from our conscious awareness and egos, but it’s where our psyche and the external world touch.
For physicist and writer  F. David Peat, synchronicity is a bridge between mind and matter:  “Synchronicities … open the floodgates of the deeper levels of consciousness and matter which, for a creative instant, sweep over the mind and heal the division between the internal and the external.”
 Physicist David Bohm  referred to this inner world, this primal soup that births everything in the universe  – space, time, consciousness – as the implicate order.  “Every action starts from an intention in the implicate order,” he wrote. “The imagination is already the creation of the form.” In other words, imagination and reality are ultimately indistinguishable. Bohm called our external reality the explicate order because it unfolds from this deeper order of existence. In Bohm’s view of the universe, everything is part of a continuum.
Robert Lanza, an M.D. and professor at Wake Forrest University School of Medicine, goes even farther than Bohm  in his book Biocentrism. Lanza makes a convincing argument that consciousness is everything. Remember the koan? If a tree falls in a forest and nobody is there to hear it, does it make a sound? According to Lanza, it doesn’t. In his cosmology, neither the tree nor the forest exist if a consciousness isn’t perceiving it.
This isn’t New Age, liberal prattle about the unity of man and the universe. It’s science that begins at the quantum level.
So where do UFOs, aliens and abductions belong in these cosmologies? Well, in Lanza’s worldview, if you open that door in your consciousness, then these entities and experiences exist for you. In the Jungian worldview, these experiences symbolize archetypes that have become active in your psyche. In Bohm’s worldview, these things may be a holographic phenomenon. Astrophysicist Jacques Vallee, one of the world’s most respected UFO researchers and model for the character La Combe in Close Encounters of the Third Kind, seems to agree. He said the behavior of UFOs “is the behavior of an image, or a holographic projection.”
Yet, as Michael Talbot addresses in his brilliant book, The Holographic Universe, UFOs and aliens can’t be just psychic projections of the unconscious, not with all the physical evidence left behind  – like the scars and incision marks of abductees. “Given that quantum physics has shown us that mind and matter are inextricably linked, I suggest that UFOs and related phenomena are further evidence of this ultimate lack of division between the psychological and physical worlds. They are indeed a product of the collect human psyche, but they are also quite real.” He theorized that the phenomenon wasn’t subjective or objective, but “omnijective,” something humans have “not yet learned to comprehend properly.”
Physician and near-death researcher Kenneth Ring recognizes parallels between NDEs, abduction experiences, and the mythic realities through which shamans journey. Again, this is not a New Age belief system. It’s science, the study of consciousness and the nature of reality.  Whitley Strieber, author of a number of bestselling books about the abduction phenomenon and one of the most articulate voices among abductees, said that these encounters “may be our first true quantum discovery in the large-scale world: The very act of  observing it may be creating it as a concrete actuality, with sense, definition, and a consciousness of its own.”
So if you are told that synchronicity should be feared because it represents the contraction of possibilities and potential, that it is something manipulated by malignant forces that are controlling you and everything else in the universe, that the aliens or the shadow people or some other hidden, terrifying forces are running the show, take off in the opposite direction. Fear and divisiveness have always been the favored weapons of petty tyrants. Hitler knew that. Mussolini knew it. Karl Rove knows it. We write our scripts from the inside out, from the fabrics of our consciousness, from the fundamental tenets of our belief systems, whatever they are.
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Esperanza Synchro

Posted on October 6, 2010 by Trish and Rob

Ray sent this one. While he was sitting in a Starbucks reading Esperanza, a song with that title came on the radio. It’s sung by Enrique Iglesias.The video is cool.It suggests a theme that runs throughout the novel.

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The Presidential Seal

Posted on October 6, 2010 by Trish and Rob

Yesterday, during President Obama’s speech to Fortune Magazine’s “Most Powerful Women’s Summit,” the presidential seal fell off the podium. No, it didn’t just fall. It plunged. He joked about it in his usual smooth, Obama style, and brought some laughs from the group. But, bottom line, this strikes us as a global synchro, a symbol of Obama’s plunging popularity in the polls.

OK, the polls.  If memory serves (and hey, it may not), Obama’s poll numbers have dropped about twenty points since he was elected – from something like 65% to 45%. The disparity in the polls, of course, depends on who is asking what. Is the polling firm conservative, liberal, in between? What questions are asked? Which section of the electorate is asked these questions?

Oddly enough, Keith Olberman seemed to recognize some sort of meaningful coincidence in the fall of the presidential seal. He remarked about how he would give two bucks to the first Republican who said this was part of God’s plan. Well, Keith, we aren’t Republicans and we’re not saying this is part of God’s plan. But it’s certainly a global synchronicity that addresses Obama’s plunging popularity. It underscores why everyone 18 and over should vote on November 2. The alternatives -living out Margaret Atwood’s The Handmaid’s Tale (or worse)- are really too horrifying to entertain.

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The Alien Ambassador

Posted on October 5, 2010 by Trish and Rob
At the end of September, there was an odd news blip about how the U.N. had appointed an alien ambassador, who would be the first point of contact with ETs. Well, the trickster sure had a field day with this one. 
First, there was the synchronicity of the ambassador’s name: Mazlan Othman. Sounds a bit like mothman, doesn’t it? (The book by John Keel about mothman sightings in West Virginia decades ago that may have been ET-related ). Then, according to discovery.com, Othman, a Malaysian astrophysicist, “has no clue about her unprecedented promotion.” However, Othman does head up the U.N.’s Office for Outer Space Affairs in Vienna. 
The news blip triggered interest from bookies, who are placing bets on the odds of disclosure. William Hill, one of the world’s largest gambling companies, “is offering odds of 100/1 on either the US President or the serving British Prime Minister to announce the existence of intelligent extra-terrestrials within a year of the bet being placed. Odds of 1/2 are on the USA making first contact followed by Russia (10/1), China (14/1), UK, France and India (all at 16/1).”
Anyone placing bets?
 
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Tea Party What?

Posted on October 5, 2010 by Trish and Rob

                               Image from Huffington Post

Fair warning: this is a political rant.

Thirty days out from the midterm 2010 election, it’s beginning to look like class warfare.
When I used to think of a tea party, it was something little girls did on boring, rainy Saturdays. It was an Alice in Wonderland scenario, with Alice and the white rabbit and some of the other eccentric characters in Wonderland, sitting around, sipping tea. It wasn’t a bunch of almost exclusively white idiots convened by big money and corporate lobbyists who had convinced these people to rally against their own self interests.
You know the ones I mean. Last summer they stood around in the hot sun, with tea bags dangling from their silly hats, waving signs about NO to socialist health care and Obama’s socialist agenda, NO to bigger government and higher taxes. Yet, in their ranks were those shouting, Hands off my Medicare and Social Security!
They apparently didn’t realize that Medicare and Social Security are government programs. They apparently didn’t know that during the eight years of the Bush administration, government exploded in size. Bush brought us Homeland Security and the Transportation Safety Department. According to Wikipedia, DHS is the third largest department in the cabinet with more than 200,000 employees. The actual figure is probably much higher. The TSA supposedly has nearly 52,000 employees, but that figure seems low when you think about how many screeners there are at any single airport in the U.S. The TSA is enfolded within the Department of Homeland Security, which has a budget of nearly $43 billion. Yes, you read that figure correctly.
So where were these tea partiers when Bush was exploding the size of government and spending? Where were these tea partiers when we started two wars that have cost untold trillions and thousands of lives?
Now these fruitcakes have candidates:

So let’s start with Florida Marco Rubio, former speaker of the House of Representatives in Florida, attorney and son of Cuban immigrants. A Republican who has the support of tea partiers. He supports a balanced-budget amendment to the Constitution, gun rights, and a repeal of the health care reform law. He opposes abortion rights and a path to legal residency for illegal immigrants. He initially opposed Arizona’s immigration law, but now supports it since it was changed to narrow the circumstances under which people could be asked for their papers.

It’s never entirely clear to me what these people mean by a balanced budget. When Bush took office, the budget had a surplus. W went on a spending spree and blew through that in a few years. So I’m assuming that Rubio, like his fellow “conservatives,” means he supports extending the tax cuts Bush implemented for the wealthiest 2 to 3 percent and cutting every social program that acts as a safety net for the most vulnerable people in our society – the poor, the sick, and the elderly.He’s running for the senate. Scary.

 Then there’s Joe Miller,  Mr. Five O’Clock Shadow from Alaska. Like Rubio, he supports a repeal of the new health care law and opposes abortion. Oh, and he also supports “limited government spending,” the code phrase for cutting social  programs. You notice how no one ever really talks about cutting defense spending, which in the 2010 budget runs around $535 billion, and that probably doesn’t include black op programs. Good ole Joy also claims that Social Security “violates the mandates of the Constitution,” and that there should be no federal minimum wage.
Are we seeing the pattern of class warfare here? He’s running for the senate, too. Won’t be and Rubio be a pair up there on the senate floor?
Moving along.  Christine O’Donnell, Sarah Palin clone. Looks like her. Talks dumb like Palin. Same hairstyle, same type of clothing, big white smile.  Is basically clueless. Probably believes she can see the Pacific Ocean from her front porch. Lies about where she went to college, admitted on Bill Maher that she had dabbled in witchcraft. If she actually had, if she were a Wiccan, for instance, she would be far more interesting. Instead, she’s just embarrassing. She supports cuts to government spending (read: get rid of social programs, Medicare, Medicaid, Social Security etc), lower taxes (especially for the top 2-3 percent of the wealthiest Americans) and, of course,  a repeal of the health care reform law. She opposes the Recovery Act and abortion.
Rand Paul. Kentucky. Former eye doc. Son of Ron Paul. Opposes government bailouts of private businesses, a path to legal residency for illegal immigrants, legalized abortion and the new health care law. He supports lower taxes and a dramatic reduction in government spending. He thinks people below the age of 55 should have to work longer before they can retire and collect Social Security. Uh-huh. And he was endorsed by Sarah Palin. Enough said. 
Sharron Angle, Nevada. When she smiles, I cringe.  Supports gun rights, expanded veterans’ benefits, tighter border security, cuts to government spending and making the Bush tax cuts permanent. (Read: she wants her donors to remain rich and the rest of us to be reduced to peasants). Naturally, she opposes the new health care law and abortion. She has said she wants to shut down the Department of Education to help balance the budget and make education a local responsibility. Neat, huh? So your kids will have to attend private school, which will cost you a bundle, or you home school them.  Endorsed by Sarah Palin. I think her platform should be called the Dumbing Down of America.  
Where is the humanity in any of these candidates? How will more guns, a greater disparity between rich and poor, the repeal of the health care law (as watered down as it is) and abolishing Medicare and public schools help this country in any way?
Tonight we saw a story on the news that really underscores what this election is about. In Union City, Tennessee, a man hadn’t paid the $75 fee to the fire department for fire protection. He forgot to pay it.Never mind that he pays property taxes, which usually covers police and fire protection. So when his house caught fire, the fire trucks parked out front and watched his home burn. Is that what  we’ve come to as a country? Have our hearts turned to stone? The man lost his home, his pets, everything because he’d forgotten to pay a $75 fee. That story is here.
According to ThinkProgress, “there are currently two competing visions of governance in the United States. One, the conservative vision, believes in the on-your-own society, and informs a policy agenda that primarily serves the well off and privileged sectors of the country. The other vision, the progressive one, believes in an American Dream that works for all people, regardless of their racial, religious, or economic background.

The conservative vision was on full display last week in Obion County, Tennessee.”

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Psychokinesis and the Super Psychics

Posted on October 4, 2010 by Trish and Rob

While researching psychokinesis and spirit communication, I pulled a book off our shelves that I had forgotten about: Parapsychology: the Controversial Science, by Richard S. Broughton.

Psychokinesis – the ability to influence material objects through nothing but thought (think Uri Geller and spoons!) – happens frequently in spirit communication: lamps blink off and on, TVs go on and off, books topple from shelves, feathers or other objects suddenly show up where they couldn’t possibly be. I thought Broughton’s book might offer some insights. We’ve had numerous comments about this phenomenon under some of our posts. So anyway, I turned to his chapter on Contemproary Psychokinesis Research and ran across a section called PK Research Chinese-Style.

In the early 1990s, Zhang Baoshen, then in his mid-thirties, lived with his family in a 12-room suite at Bejing’s Institute of Space-Medico Engineering (ISME). He and his family had a chef, nurse, servants, and “all of it is provided by the state,” Broughton writes, “on condition that he doesn’t leave the country.” Why? He’s one of China’s super psychics.

Broughton says that Zhang was brought to the attention of Bejing scientists in 1982, when Chinese parapyschology – known as Exceptional Functions of the Human Body – was going through a rough patch of criticism. Between 1982-1984, Zhang was tested by both supporters and critics of the Party’s National Committee of Science. “After 1984, Zhang was no longer available to scientists outside of the military controlled ISME, also known as the 507 Institute of Spaceflight Department.” Apparently Zhang’s specialty was psychokinesis, specifically the ability to move small objects and insects in and out of sealed tubes.

In one experiment, Broughton writes, “a live insect was marked and placed inside a tube. The tube was sealed so that any attempt to open it would break a fine hair glued inside.” The tube was set on a table in front of Zhang, with two experimenters watching. “Several minutes later the insect, still alive, was outside the tube.”

A similar experiment was performed with specially marked pieces of chemically treated paper inserted in a tube, which was then melted so it was constricted at the midpoint. The ends were sealed with cotton wads that had been treated with a different chemical and  were irreversibly sealed. With four experimenters observing from different angles, it took Zhang about five minutes to accomplish what he had with the insects. “The seal on the tube was undamaged and later inspection revealed traces of chemical reaction on the cotton, suggesting that the papers had passed through the cotton.”

Ok, so this isn’t what Stephen King’s Carrie could do. But it was enough so that Zhang’s work was kept quiet by the authorities. I Googled Zhang with different search phrases and didn’t find much about him now. There are references to the 1997 book called China’s Super Psychics, but I was curious about Zhang in 2010. I found a brief wikipedia entry and an article from 2005.  There were a few others places where his name was mentioned, notably as a qigong master. But I didn’t find much of anything, at least in English, about what this enigmatic figure is doing now. Interesting, though, that qigong was outlawed in China in the summer of 1999 because of the government’s fear that it had attained cult status. New York Times article on that is here.

What began as a search for psychokinesis related to after death communication turned into a weird little mystery about Zhang. So Zhang, if you’re out there, please check in and leave us a comment!

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The Ouija Board and Synchronicity

Posted on October 3, 2010 by Trish and Rob

The Ouija board. Maligned by some, considered to be an instrument of the devil by others, this simple board with letters and numbers on it is seems to be as positive or negative as the users’ beliefs about it.

Jane Roberts and her husband, Robert Butts, first became acquainted with Seth through a Ouija board. After the third session or so, Jane began hear the answers in her head before the words were spelled out. Esther and Jerry Hicks also started this way. However it works, the collective psyches and beliefs of the individuals whose hands are on the heart-shaped planchette apparently influence what happens. Other factors involved in the results may be the energies in your own environment, the emotions swirling around the questions that you ask, and the general state of your own physical and mental health. That said, here’s an experience that’s harrowing.

It’s from Jenean, who comments  as gypsywoman, and whose synchros we’ve posted a number of times. It began some years ago, with the death of Jenean’s brother, who died under mysterious circumstances.

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“While I was still in Louisiana, my brother, with whom I was very close, died in Arkansas under very suspicious circumstances. His death was sudden, unexpected, he was just 46, three years younger than me. I left within a few hours of hearing the news and headed to Arkansas.”

There was a lot of trauma surrounding his death, many unanswered questions, enormous emotional  upheaval for her brother’s family and for Jenean and her family. 

“After I got home, a close friend and I decided to ask my Ouija board about his death. We were sitting on my bed with the Ouija between us. We had turned off the lights and had six or seven large red pillar candles burning in the room. In any event, we began with more mundane questions, and then began to ask about the recent death of my brother. I don’t recall the specific question we asked, but the pointer began moving rapidly, all over the board. And then each and every one of the pillar candles exploded.

“I don’t mean that they just burned out. They exploded, spewing hot red liquid wax onto the furniture, the walls, carpeting, everywhere. The carpeting was so ruined it had to be replaced. And that ended our little Ouija session for the evening.”
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Tomorrow, Jenean moves back to her home state of Louisiana. Bon voyage, Gypsy!

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