Kundalini Energy

Posted on April 14, 2011 by Trish and Rob

During the two decades that I’ve been involved in yoga, I’ve heard from time to time about the supposed dangers of Kundalini energy. During intense yoga or deep meditations, a dormant energy—mythically, a serpent goddess coiled three and a half times around the first chakra, or root chakra– might be awakened. The energy rises and opens the chakras and the results can be dramatic – the body vibrates out of control, enters spontaneous out-of-body or near-death experiences. In other word, the release of Kundalini energy can bring out states of consciousness that are out of this world.

I’ve never thought too much about it, especially since it never happened to me and I’ve  never known anyone who has experienced the release of that powerful energy. In other words, it seemed that there was a greater chance of a meteorite crashing through the roof during a yoga class than experiencing a sponteous release of Kundalini energy.

But recently that changed.

A couple of weeks ago, Trish came home and mentioned that she saw an emergency medical vehicle arriving at the gym when she left, but she didn’t know what happened. A few days later, another yoga teacher told me that during a brief meditation at the end of her yoga class one of her students began to breathe rapidly, then her body started to shake. The teacher went over to see what was going on, but the woman didn’t respond. She grabbed her cell phone and called 911.

When the EMS team arrived, the woman was no longer shaking. She was breathing, but still wasn’t responding. Now here’s the synchronicity. The lead rescue worker was  a yogi. He was able to bring her out of it. She was examined at a hospital and all the readings were normal. She has never suffered from convulsions of any sort and is in good health.

When she was asked what happened, she said she felt a powerful energy moving through her body and she suddenly found herself outside her body surrounded by an orange ball of light. She was aware of people around her body, but she didn’t want to go back.

Interestingly, orange is associated with the second chakra, which is related to fertility, creativity, sexual energy. It occurred to me that the release of this energy might be related to sexual abuse as a child. I mentioned that to the yoga teacher as a possibility and also sent her a link to a couple of web sites about kundalini energy.

A couple of days later she told me that she’d passed on that information. The woman found the web sites helpful. When I asked about my hunch, the yoga teacher replied, “She said it might be true, but not this life.”

Now that’s a strange idea: a dramatic incident from a past life generates the spontaneous release of kundalini energy during a short meditation in another life. Well, if we’re all connected with each other as a part of Indra’s Net, then it makes sense that each of us is connected with our past lives…and maybe future ones as well.

The woman seems to be undergoing some profound changes physically, mentally, and spiritually. She returned to the yoga class for the next session and nothing unusual happened – at least nothing noticeable. When she was asked how it went, she said she felt as if she were sinking through the floor into the earth during the meditation. But she remained in control and was able to come back at the end.

She plans to see a Reiki therapist, who hopefully will help her explore her meditations while staying in control.

 

 

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The Long Route Home

Posted on April 13, 2011 by Trish and Rob

We have a shelf of books published years ago by Time/Life. They cover just about every weird and strange thing under the sun – from vanished civilizations to famous hoaxes and deceptions to unusual talents. This evening, I was paging through one called Vanishings and ran across a rather interesting story about a postcard that took seven years to arrive at its destination. We’ve done several stories about lost items that return to their owners in mysterious ways. This story seems to fall in that same odd area.

On September 22, 1918, a man named George Kemp mailed off a postcard to his young nephew, Donald Templeton, who lived in Buffalo, New York. At the time, Kemp was in the trenches in France and WWI was in its last seven weeks.

Kemp was killed in the final weeks of the war and the postcard to his nephew never reached the boy. Finally, 63 years after the postcard was sent, on July 6, 1981, it reached the Buffalo address.  Kemp’s relatives had moved away years before, but  the  current residents traced Donald Templeton to his home in Florida and forwarded the postcard. By then, Templeton was 72 years old.

What’s genuinely curious about this is that the postcard was covered with numerous postmarks. The first was a stamp by a military censor in Frances, postmarked in 1918, the same year it was sent. The second stamp was in 1927, the last in 1981, shortly before it was finally delivered to Templeton’s former address in Buffalo. . The first and the last stamps are usual. But no one can explain what happened to the letter in 1927. The postcard disappeared once, resurfaced nine years later – long enough to get a stamp – and then vanished again for more than half a century.

 

 

 

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Dolphin Synchros

Posted on April 12, 2011 by Trish and Rob

Dolphin art, by a dolphin named Elvis

 

Our daughter is an art major. At her college, all seniors are required to write a thesis during their final year. The thesis for art majors has to tie in thematically  with a series of twenty or more paintings that are exhibited in the campus art building during the last month of the school year.

Megan’s theme is about fragmented perceptions, specifically in how we perceive dolphins. She chose watercolor as her medium. Part of her preparation for her series of paintings was spending a month at a dolphin facility in the Florida Keys, where the dolphins live in captivity. We wrote about that here.

During her internship, she took a number of photos, some of them underwater, that she used as templates for her paintings.  Rather than painting a complete dolphin in one , she sliced each photo into several segments, which each became a painting. Individually, they appear like abstract art, creating a sense of fragmentation. But when the paintings are arranged next to each other, you see the whole dolphin.

Whenever she finished a series of paintings, she drove over to a local art and frame shop and had the paintings mounted on foam board – also called foam board – a dry matting process. She told the frame shop how she wanted the paintings arranged, they did the dry matting.

This weekend she came home and had some photos of two series that she had presented to her thesis committee. The synchronicities that emerged are both startling and disturbing and aren’t what she intended when she set out on this venture.

In this first series, you can see that the matting process creates a kind of window through which we’re seeing the dolphins. It’s rather how we felt when we visited the facility on Megan’s last day there – a meet and greet, a kind of window into the world of captive dolphins.

In the second series, the matting process creates something quite different. We’re seeing the dolphins behind what looks like prison bars.

Here’s another little dolphin synchro. When Megan was visiting us recently, she was walking down the hall to her bedroom and noticed one of the family history pics on the wall showng her as a child swimming with dolphins at Dolphins Plus. To her surprise, she recognized the dolphin she was riding at age 11 as Elvis, her favorite dolphin from her time this year working at the dolphin center.

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And yet another synchro. Last night,  4/11/11, Ray Getzinger, who comments on our blog, sent us the following video, with a note: Megan might like this video of a cat and a dolphin playing. Ray knows, of course, about Megan’s dolphin stuff, but he didn’t know we were going to post this today.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Cultural Creatives, the Movie

Posted on April 11, 2011 by Trish and Rob

 

Thanks to Lauren at Threads of the Spiderwoman, for this. She posted it on her blog.  I was delighted!

Some years ago, I ran across a book called The Cultural Creatives, about the 50 million people in the world who are doing things differently. This movie is about that phenomenon and the 50 million has swelled to 250 million. So if you ever feel alone in your beliefs, don’t!

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gctdXaglWhY

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Journey to Egypt

Posted on April 10, 2011 by Trish and Rob

 

Jane Clifford of Wales tells us that she’s headed to Egypt in late April, right after Mercury goes direct. Here’s how the trip materialized for her. It seems that it was triggered from the other side.

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Why Egypt? Here’s the deal! A few weeks ago my guide said, ‘You are to go to Egypt.’

“Well, it was not high on my list to go there right now, never been there, in spite of past life memories. Besides,  I would prefer to go during the winter months.

“So I laughed and said,  ‘If you want me to go to Egypt, then find me a travel companion and somewhere to stay that’s not a cheap high-rise hotel package trip.’

“A week later, I randomly put up a guest in my home who was a French vet named Vanessa and who was here for the Keisha Little Grandmother talk. People flew in to my tiny home town from all over the world and some of us locals offered free accomodation.

“Vanessa and I bonded really well. She stayed on a few days and then invited me to Egypt where I could stay in a simple beach hut built in the traditional beduin way on the beach. There’s a recording studio there and musicians play on the beach under the stars–exactly my kind of place and affordable! Its in Sinai and not near the troubles or big the big tourism areas.”

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So did Jane’s guide set up the trip or did the guide foresee it coming? Regardless, an interesting synchro, and I’m sure the trip itself will provide more magic!

Jane also provided a bit of Welsh magic as well, explaining more about Keisha Little Grandmother and her visit.

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“So why would Keisha Little Grandmother visit our tiny town, you might wonder? She told everyone that Great Spirit sent her here to go to a place called Enoch in our mountains nearby. It’s a place where she is told that North becomes South and South becomes North on the compass! It’s also the source of the bluestones that were transported to Wiltshire where they were used to build Stonehenge. No one knows how the enormous stones were moved, but legend says it was by magic.

“Little Grandmother talked about ancient energy stored here that is now being activated to rise again for the 2012 transition. I took the microphone and asked her if she was aware of a stone circle near here where ancient texts reveal that when Christianity arrived, all the wizards of Wales went to cast their magic into the earth and placed a stone stopper over it. There it would remain until it is time for the energy to arise again.

“When I went there recently, I sensed the energy is activated. I was instructed intuitively to walk counter-clockwise outside the circle, then to gradually walk in a spiral to the centre.”

 

 

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Synchronicity and Creativity

Posted on April 9, 2011 by Trish and Rob

From Carl Jung’s Red Book

During Rob’s meditation class tonight, the final for this particular session, we did a shamanic meditation, with drumming. It’s my personal favorite. There’s something about the drumming that   transports your consciousness to….well, elsewhere.  He asked us to pose a question and find a guide during the meditation. My question was:  What is the third synchro book about? What’s the hook?

During the drumming, my inner vision suddenly opened up. It became a camera’s lens and I was in the Southwest, maybe around Canyon de Chelly, where the red canyon walls are simply exquisite and the entire area speaks of all that is ancient on our planet.   I suddenly wished to be an artist who could capture these colors and the starkness of the geography on canvas, like Georgia O’Keefe.

Then the scene switched to what seemed to be a TV studio, with thick cables snaking across the floor of the studio, screens everywhere. I immediately thought of my favorite TV shows – Lost and X-Files, for instance – and wondered how the writers had come up with their initial ideas and then executed them, extended them over multiple seasons and episodes, keeping the characters and plots intriguing enough for viewers to tune in week after week, season after season.

In my new favorite TV show, The Event, the hook lies within the emotions among the characters – a group of aliens who look human, but whose DNA differs from humans by about one percent, and the humans who become involved with them.

Then I thought of the movie Rob and I had just seen – Source Code – which plays brilliantly with the Many Worlds theory of quantum physics, but somehow manages to maintain intense emotional connections among the characters. So I had my answer. The next synchro book is about creativity and how synchronicity is intricate to the creative process.

But what does it mean, really, to be creative? It’s not just writing or painting or taking photos.  Creativity is  also expressed by the small child when she discovers that her legs actually have a function and eagerly crawls around exploring the boundaries of her world. It finds expression in the 80-year-old grandmother who creates elaborate collages from photos in the family album, or in the engineer who designs booster rockets. The teacher who triggers excitement and curiosity in his students is just as creative as the shaman who makes it rain or as the adventurer who climbs Kilimanjaro simply because it’s there.

In Western society, we tend to believe that creativity is the exclusive domain of the Lennons, Spielbergs, Rowlings, Kings, Picassos, Streeps, Ophrahs, Harrison Fords. We forget that we are all born creative, that if it weren’t for creativity, we probably would still be living in caves. And at every step in our creative expression, synchronicity is there to guide us, inform us, and remind us that we are here to create and to do so joyfully.

Sure, there have been plenty of dysfunctional creative people – Nicola Tesla, despite his brilliance and creativity, battled constantly against poverty and emotional pain. Van Gogh chopped off his own ear and never made a penny from his art. F Scott Fitzgerald drank himself into an early grave and Hemingway put a gun to his head and pulled the trigger.

But for every creative misfit, there are many more individuals who have the creative equivalent of the Midas touch, a magical something that transforms the mundane, the utterly ordinary, into something unique. When we enter their homes or workplaces, that magic is evident everywhere, an ineffable quality that’s hard to pin down. We immediately sense they are connected to something larger than themselves, that that have tapped into a creative flow that spills over into every area of their lives.

One of our neighbors, for instance, can fix anything. A washing machine, a water heater, an AC unit, a plane’s engine.  Give him an engineering or mechanical challenge, he’ll solve it. He doesn’t even acknowledge that synchronicity exists, but he recognizes connections between inner and outer events.

Then there’s the Reiki healer who shifts energy around in the physical body, correcting whatever is wrong. Or the medium who connects with the departed and brings messages to the living that offer hope.

Creative  dreamers are able to glean information about the past, present and future through their dreams. In some instances,  they appear to communicate with other dreamers of their ilk and may help to bring a new paradigm or belief system into being.

Planetary empaths are so intimately connected to the magnetic fluctuations in the earth that they experience physical symptoms before a natural disaster occurs and are able to determined whether the disaster is an earthquake, a volcanic eruption, or something else.

Creativity is our birthright regardless of our culture, skin color, religious beliefs, the stuff that so often divides us. It is endemic to all life – plant, animal, human, other (visitors).  It’s the grease in the cogs, the driving force of life, the very thing  that makes us what we are. And synchronicity is its voice.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Synchros of a Government Shutdown

Posted on April 8, 2011 by Trish and Rob

Just the phrase, government shutdown has such a forbidding tone to it.  But what does it mean when the U.S. government shuts down? Well, that seems to depend on which political party is trying to explain it.

The right wing Tea Party types rage about the out of control spending in the government. Yet, during the eight years of Bush, they never let out a peep about the massive amounts of $ that went into the creation of the TSA, Homeland Security, or the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan. Instead, that administration gave tax cuts to the wealthiest one or two percent of Americans.  Since the Obama administration foolishly extended those tax cuts, the conservatives want to cut social programs – Social Security, Medicare, Medicaid. Meanwhile, they refuse to touch 88 percent of the budget that largely includes defense spending. They actually want to give the Pentagon more money.

They want to cut education, too, you know, that socialist program that enables every child to receive a free education from kindergarten through high school. They want to eliminate unions that represent employees of these social programs – you know, teachers and policemen and firemen. The real core of this whole thing, though, is the social agenda, which boils down to two things: cut funding for Planned Parenthood and to the EPA. In other words, deny women access to health services and don’t bother regulating the pollution in the air we breathe.The dems say they won’t cave on these two issues. But we wonder.

It seems they always cave to Republican demands. Even when they had the majority, they caved in the interests of “bipartisanship.” John Boehner, the majority leader for the Repugs, wanted 32 million in cuts; the Dems gave him $33 million. Or is it up to $35 billion? But money really isn’t the point. It’s those two critical social issues for them.

From a Huffington Post article on this topic: “A government shutdown  occurs when a government discontinues providing services that are not considered “essential.” Typically, essential services include police, fire fighting, armed forces, utilities and corrections. Interestingly, Congress and the President are exempt from the furlough and continue to receive compensation despite the fact that other services are suspended.”

The last time this happened was in 1995, under Clinton, when Gingrich was majority leader. Even though Clinton came out of it stronger in the polls, look at what happened to him afterward – the Lewinsky scandal, impeachment,  a personal shutdown. Clinton recovered, of course, and has gone on to become, like Carter, a stellar ex-president.  But what does this bode for Obama?

On March 23, he was locked out of the White House, certainly not a good sign for keeping the government functioning. In fact, if the shutdown occurs, the lockout was a precognitive synchronicity.

If the government shuts down, it means our massive interest payments on debt to China and other countries won’t be paid. That alone could spell cataclysm to financial markets. On a personal level, Social Security checks will be delayed, no new applications for SS or Medicare will be taken, even checks to the troops will be delayed. During the last shutdown in the 90s, about.com reports that more than 800,000 calls about SSD claims went unanswered, that FHA mortgages and loans were delayed,  and forget obtaining a passport. Oh, and don’t count on a tax refund getting to you any time soon.

Of course, certain functions within the government are exempt from a shutdown. The war machine continues. Members of Congress continue to receive their pay checks and benefits and so do employees in the executive branch. But if you tighten the torture screws on the general populace  to the point where  the pain becomes unbearable, revolution ensues, something shifts, and it isn’t because of weapons and violence. It’s due to a tipping point in consciousness. And that’s what 2012 may be about.

If Obama, the man who ran on a mantra of change, wins the 2012 election, it probably won’t be by the huge margins that ushered him into office in 2008. The synchros and signs seem clear on that. Part of the reason  is the disenchantment of the Left, which sees Obama backtracking on closing Gitmo, getting out of Iraq, rescinding the Patriot Act, and eliminating big tax breaks for the richest Americans. If those voters stay home in 2012, Obama is in trouble.

Meanwhile, he continues to attempt to appease conservatives, who are not impressed. Whatever action Obama takes, they’re opposed to it. Libya is a great example. The warmongers, who supported and continue to defend Bush’s two wars, suddenly turned into war critics. Talk about hypocrisy.

We’re entering a period of transition where nothing is certain, there are no guarantees. That’s why so many are grasping for the good ol’ days, clinging to the past. But it’s all up for grabs and where these chips fall seems to depend on our collective consciousness, on how closely we listen to and follow our personal synchros.

 

 

 

 

 

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A Ghostly Invite

Posted on April 7, 2011 by Trish and Rob

Earlier this week, Trish received a call from a writer friend on the other coast of Florida, who in the course of their conversation invited us to come for a visit. She explained that her middle daughter, L, has been experiencing ghostly encounters in her room at night, and she won’t sleep in the room any longer. She also insists that the only person who can rid her room of the ghost is Trish.

That comment baffled Trish. She has never attempted to chase away a phantasm. We’ve met the girl in question a couple of times. She’s in her mid-teens, seems to possess psychic abilities, and has a strong interest in the subject.

Since we were planning to visit daughter Megan in a couple of weeks as she finishes her college undergrad studies, the invitation will work out. But even before making the trip we’ve experienced a couple of related synchros.

The day following that conversation, the copyedited galleys arrived for Synchronicity and the Other Side, and we were busy reading the chapters when we got a call from Megan. She was alone in the art building working in her studio when she heard a chair moving on the other side of the partition. When she heard it again, she decided to take a look to see who had quietly arrived.

No one was there. She returned to her studio, started painting again, and heard the chair moving and bumping against the partition. At that point, Megan headed for the door, and called Trish.

Hmm, two ghost-related calls in the same week.  But here’s what prompted me to write about it. Just as Megan called and told her story, I’d taken a break from reading the galleys. After the call, I went back and the very next line I read was: “I’ve heard rapping sounds that have no apparent cause.”

It’s the first line of the second paragraph of chapter 9, Objects of Interest, which is about how spirits use objects to communicate….yes, like rolling a chair into a partition. That one isn’t in the book, but maybe it should be.

 

 

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3:33

Posted on April 6, 2011 by Trish and Rob


Anne Strieber is thorough, a gem. She continues to send emails our way that she and Whitley receive that might pertain to synchronicity. Today, we received an email about a number cluster – 3:33. Jung considered number clusters to be archetypes that become active within us until we get the message.

We’ve covered 11:11 and its various permutations before, and in 7 Secrets of Synchronicity we talked about 3:33, but not in any great depth. Any feedback on this one is much appreciated – by Jarett, the man who experienced it, and by all the rest of us.

We’ve left Jarett’s email pretty much intact, unedited except for a few commas, periods, indentations for paragraphs. We have also deleted, at his request, his last name.

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This question is for Anne Strieber if possible if not any information on this for me would be greatly appreciated. I am a little unsettled by this, I think just because of recent events related by me from a friend. I will start just by giving you a bit of information about myself. I am 32 year old male from Halifax Nova Scotia, Canada. I have always believed in the UFO phenomenon and the possibility we are not alone, but was never active in the study of it.

When I first moved to Halifax Nova Scotia I met a girl and we started dating. We got pretty serious moved in together and dated for several years. While we were together I noticed a number of times that in the middle of the night throughout the relationship I would wake up at 3:33 a.m. At this point in time I did not have any knowledge of the phenomenon and just thought it was my internal clock or some other natural occurrence. This lasted for maybe a year or so. We eventually ended our relationship but remained good friends and still do to this day.

Now, I was just hanging out with her about a week ago, the first time in quite awhile, and we were talking with friends, I can’t remember exactly what about. And then I over heard her saying to someone else that she has been waking up every night for the last couple weeks at exactly 3:33. I listened intently but never told her of the occurrence that happened to me while we dated, feeling like she would think I’m nuts or making things up, seeing that she is a very skeptical person.

About a year or so ago another friend of mine got me listening to Coast to Coast AM and I started becoming more interested in the paranormal, still not thinking my experience was. Then yesterday, March 28/11, I downloaded the show that aired March 13, 2011 that Whitley and Anne Strieber hosted with Richard Dolan. During Open Lines, I believe, Mrs. Strieber touched on this topic and my experience and the conversation with my ex really hit me and I was somewhat startled.

Today I began to look up information on-line about this but have not found much except some people relating this to a religious experience, to which I do not subscribe. I do not outright deny the possibility, but I am not a religious person  and would like information regarding another possible explanation. Any help you can give me would be great.  I just wish to try to understand this a little better.  I know you can not give me a definitive answer to why this occurs but I need more information on this than what the internet can provide me at this point. I have emailed this and another to Stanton Friedman, just because he lives a few hours away from me,  tho I am unsure if he has information about this, to try to understand this better.

Thank you for your time and listening,
Jarett

PS that image is from soul cards

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Mercury Retro and Source Code

Posted on April 5, 2011 by Trish and Rob

This Merc retro story smacks of the trickster.  I’m beginning to think that maybe a lot of the snafus what we experience during these periods are really more about the trickster than anything else.  The trickster, after all, is sometimes so in your face that you can’t ignore what has happened. You’re forced to look at the event or experience and figure out what the message is. You may resist, screaming and howling all the way to the discovery, but one way or another, the trickster gets his message across.

So this afternoon, we decide to go see Source Code. We leave the house a bit early so we can go by the hardware store for ant killer. It’s been unseasonably hot in Florida and already, we’re being inundated by ants. These ants are the hungry, relentless types. Obnoxious.

So while Rob is in the hardware store, I run into the drug store for some stuff. I finish before he does, don’t have the key to the car, so I head into the hardware store. He’s at the counter, the clerk hurries over, he tells her we’re on our way to the movie and we’re running late. In other words, can we get on with it, please?

“Oh, what movie are you seeing?” she asks.

“Source code.”

She wrinkles her nose. “Nope. Tonight I’m off to see Insidious, by the same people who did Paranormal Activity. Did you guys see that?

Yes,we did. Okay movie. I ask what she finds offensive about Source Code, which came out only today, April 1. She has just seen the trailer, but feels that Jake Gyllenhaal is just trying to re-do The Matrix. We leave fast, we’re now late for the movie. And we are about to sustain a big fat dent in the rear right corner of our car.

In the parking lot, we have a giant vehicle to our left, not a Hummer but something longer, maybe a Suburban or a van of some kind that blocks Rob’s view of oncoming cars as he backs out. I hear a sickening crunch, squeeze my eyes shut. Crap, are you kidding me? I look back and yes, the bad news is there.

A skinny, elderly man hops out of his car and is already pulling a card from his wallet when Rob and I reach him. He speaks with an accent, he wants us to call his son. He doesn’t have his cell with him, neither does Rob, and my cell oddly refuses to get a signal. I keep trying the son’s number while Rob and the man debate the issues about damage to his car. It’s minimal, some black streaks from our fender.

I start talking to the man in Spanish. Will he take cash for the damage? Rob pulls out a hundred dollar bill. “This should cover it,” he says.

“Cincuenta mas,” the old man says. Fifty more. “The car it is new.”

I still can’t get a signal. I tell the man he needs to go into Walgreen’s to call his son. He rolls his eyes. He is NOT happy. No one is HAPPY. Suddenly, Rob is working on he guy’s fender with some stuff he bought in the hardware store. The black paint from our car comes off his fender. Our car is much worse off.

“Look at this,” Rob says in English. “No problem. The paint is gone. If this were my car, I’d take the hundred bucks and leave.”

Nope, the guy isn’t having any of it. In Spanish, I ask if he’ll take another fifty bucks for the minimal damage. He mulls it over, looks at the bills, nods. That’s it. Money exchanges hands, we head off to the movie – and at some point during the course of this mind blowing big screen tale, I recognize the eerie parallels.

Source Code is about parallel realities, the world of physicists Michio Kaku and Brian Greene, an intelligent thriller, that focuses on the last eight minutes of the life of a man on a doomed train. One review compared it to Ground Hog Day, 24, and The Matrix. This same reviewer called the idea “preposterous,” but noted that Gyllenhaal excelled in this role. And yes, he does. He’s amazing. The story, the plot, the concept, everything is tightly written, satisfying to the very last second. Move over, Keanu Reeves, you’re yesterday’s paradigm.

When we walked out of this movie, I felt that our personal precursor to this movie was the fender bender incident. It could have gone any number of ways, and did, if you subscribe to the many world theory of quantum physics. In one reality, for instance, the man’s son arrived, insurance companies were summoned, our rates soared. In another, it didn’t happen. In yet another possibility, we settled for a hundred bucks. Or fifty. Or, the best scenario, we didn’t back into this guy at all. But what I took away from this brilliant movie is that each scenario is viable.

I’m just grateful that the possibility we experienced  cost us just $150 and no injuries to anyone, anywhere. A car can be replaced, a life cannot. Unless you’re Gyllenhaal, in Source Code.

 

 

 

 

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