A Planetary Empath in Bangkok

Posted on June 12, 2010 by Trish and Rob

Our March 11 post on Planetary Empaths  was followed by several others on the same topic. Here’s another one, which I found on Healing Mudras’ blog. She’s a Reiki healer and has a unique take on mitigating the symptoms these individuals experience before disasters, natural or manmade, or weather related phenomenon.

I’m beginning to think that planetary empaths may be part of an emerging paradigm connected to climate change. The article she refers to in the Global Coherence Initiative may offer an explanation for why planetary empaths experience what they do. Now, from healing mudras:
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A few days ago, an email from the Global Coherence Initiative landed in my mailbox exactly when I was pondering  events that have unfolded in recently, say in the last  3 weeks. The article, Solar Activity, Volcanic Eruptions, EQ, weather and cycles on Earth,  addresses the connection between the magnetic field, solar activity, heightened needs for healing, weather empathy and other events. In reading it, I felt better. On the spot. This was not because it gave me explanations I did not know, but because it actually gave me explanations I already knew – in a scientific manner, with graphs and figures.

Since the end of April 2010 until about a week ago, the temperatures in Bangkok reached record highs both in degrees and humidity (Explanation: Solar Activity and solar storms can raise Temperatures). On May 5th there was a Solar Storm and weather empathy is something I know affects my blood pressure regardless of the country I am in, the age I am or the diet I am following. Whenever a major storm is occurring, I either feel down and weak, or simply unnecessarily tired. If the event is very significant I may even feel depressed.

As a matter of fact, two days  before the earthquake that struck Haiti on Jan.12th 2010, and in particular the exact day it struck (which in my time zone is 12 hours ahead) I felt sick, depressed, sad and very weak. Moreover I started to cry for no reasons and while dragging myself our of the house to get ‘better,” I called a Reiki Master friend of mine and just cried over the phone for absolutely no reason.

In the streets I walked like a zombie, while repeating to myself that I would  stand up no matter what! Upon my return home, I was feeling better and had enough energy to smile, drink water and even switch on my PC just to read about the disaster that occurred in the Caribbean Island. I made a research on weather empathy and connected it to another research I had made earlier on for my Book – Quantum Togetherness and felt some kind of relief. At the same time, I felt I would have to learn to recognise ‘early warnings’ for the next time.

On Monday 10th May 2010, a similar event occurred to me to the point where I had to cancel a dinner invitation. I told my friend over the phone about being concerned about this because of the tight connection between this depression and other events. ‘ I am a bit worried,” I told her. My right brain, though, was alerted and started to enter in meditation mode, intuitively asking me also to start chanting OM every morning while meditating. So I did.

Every morning I would combine meditation with light yoga and chanting. This eventually cleared up my throat and I lost voice tone for a few days, too! The energies in Bangkok for the past 3 weeks have not been very conducive to peace and calm. A two months old demonstration was being held not far from our location, and pressures were mounting as to how to end such political unrest in the most suitable manner for all. Eventually, a few days after the public transportation systems were cut off, the sky started fill with thick smokes of uneasiness. The schools closed and shopping areas started to close earlier. Indeed something was mounting and energy were flying very low.

While I continued to meditate and chant my daily OM, my daughter started to get far too energetic and restless. Uranus is about to enter Aries as is Jupiter, while Pluto in Capricorn pushes for change and de-rooting of the old structures. Saturn retrograde in the last portion of Virgo is shrinking opportunities.

Another email in my mailbox was indeed explaining about the tough rides we are about to experience between May and September 2010 especially since the Grand Cardinal Cross will form in the sky in early August.

As a Reiki Master Teacher, I dug into all the knowledge and skills available to us to smooth the corners and stay on top of things. I tried to let it all go and relax while while an actual military operation was unfolding at our doors: helicopters in the sky,  grenades attacks and black thick smoke of fire filling the skyline from our windows. Not only the smell, we could also see and hear the action outside. It was a true opportunity to learn to let it go even more! To practice Non-Attentive Alertness. The ability to remain alert and informed without practicing emotional feeds. A true hands-on experience and open classroom!

Then this email landed. The one from the Global Coherence Initiative and I just felt relieved. I was somehow prepared for the shocks and aftershocks  and still my left brain was looking for explanations – or confirmation. When I read the article, I also compared it with the content of another email on the transits of Uranus and Jupiter and the hot summer in front of us [Read more on this on the previous post] and I determined to continue to meditate, chant daily OM, teach my daughter to do so and love the beautiful greenery and protection that we have experienced in the past 2 weeks or so.

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The Heat Is On

Posted on June 11, 2010 by Trish and Rob

Natalie lives in Australia, where it’s now winter. As anyone who follows her blog knows, she’s got her hands full with five kids and a new job as a psychic reader. Her synchronicity really drives home the point that’s the fundamental tenet of the Seth Material – we get what we concentrate on. The humorous aspect of this particular synchronicity is that what Natalie got came in an unusual way, and may have a trickster element to it.
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Yesterday, I met up with a friend for a coffee, in order for her to return a book to me that I needed for work. I was late, as is usual lately (Grrrr), and rather flustered too.

I had a broken gas heater (for two winters no less), a broken home phone for a few months, and a broken down car of at least one year, on and off. The car is our van, and we need it for such a large family to get around in. It has been in the driveway for a while after it stalled constantly at busy roundabouts. 

I was VERY cross with my dear hub,who was in charge of these things, and left home rather peeved in HIS work car. When I got to the restaurant, I was ranting to my friend about the bloody heater, and we talked about the value of purchasing a one new, versus repairing mine. As it had been raining, she had put my book in a plastic bag, and I noted there was a yellow slip of paper in the bottom.

It looked to me like a school newsletter so I didn’t worry too much about it and neither did she. So there it stayed. I did some more errands and piled my items in the plastic bag. When I got home, I was still grumpy at my hub and unpacked the bag upstairs. He was downstairs in the office. When I got to the bottom of the bag and grabbed the piece of paper to bin it, I had to laugh.

It was as I suspected, a school notice for one of Michelle’s kids, who was to participate in a performance called:

 
Obviously, the universe was behind me in getting the message across to the reluctant or forgetful hub. Gotta love synchronicity.




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Aruba Synchronicity

Posted on June 10, 2010 by Trish and Rob

 We figured that we would come across a synchronicity here in Aruba, and yes, we certainly have–one connected to an international incident that has received extensive coverage, some would say way too much. You see, we wouldn’t be staying in Aruba if not for the Natalee Holloway case, and that murder story is at the heart of this synchronicity. Here’s our tale.

We were here four years ago, staying at a low-key hotel called the Boardwalk, about a quarter mile from the beach. It’s a comfortable place that caters to windsurfers. At the time, the murder of the young American woman was still fresh on people’s minds, even though the case was a year old. So when Julia, the owner of the Boardwalk, found out that Trish was using the Boardwalk as a setting in her new novel, Kill Time, she became upset. The title disturbed her and Trish changed the name of the Boardwalk.

However, a couple of years after the book was published, we received an e-mail from Julia telling us that she read Kill Time and enjoyed it. She regretted making  such a fuss and said it was related to the international coverage of the infamous murder and its effects on Aruba’s image. By then, she’d realized that the book wasn’t a spin-off murder story playing on that case, but was actually an intriguing time travel story. So, as a way of compensating, Julia invited us to a free week’s stay on the island. 

We accepted, but because of other commitments twice put off travel dates, finally settling on this week. It coincides with the time that the Natalee Holloway story is back in the news following the arrest of  Joran Van der Sloot for the murder of a Peruvian business student, which occurred five years to the day after Natalie Holloway disappeared.

Oddly enough, we didn’t fully comprehend the synchronicity until Julia brought it up to us yesterday after she finished reading The Seven Secrets of Synchronicity, which we’d given to her upon our arrival. She went on to add another synchronicity related to the case.

On Sept. 3, 2005, Van der Sloot and three friends–all suspects in the murder–were released from jail by a judge in spite of the prosecution’s protestations.Their release occurred one day after the collapse of Aruba’s natural bridge, a major tourist attraction. Symbolically, the bridge represented the feared collapse of the island’s image as a highly attractive travel destination. Even now, several people mentioned the murder case to us before we left and asked if we were worried about our daughter’s safety. So, to some extent the island’s image remains tarnished by the case.

There’s one other oddity about our connection with Aruba and this case. When Julia made the offer to us, it wasn’t for a week’s stay at the Boardwalk, but at a cottage she and her husband own, which is  located on the edge of a national park on the north end of the island. For a time, the search for Natalee Holloway’s body was centered here.

This is the front porch of our little cottage. The trade winds blow constantly. It sits  at the edge of a natural preserve that is incredibly peaceful, beautiful in a desert way. The ocean is visible just over a rise to the north. We walked that area today. It’s desolate, strange, silent. There are a hundred places where Natalie Holloway might be buried.

But now, as the wind blows, as the wind chimes sing, as we move into life here, we understand that the Halloway murder is an aberration. A travesty foreign to this place.

Aruba is a peaceful island. The Aruba  license place reads: Aruba- One Happy Island. In fact, today we went shopping in one of the hotels. As  Megan and Trish were at the counter to pay for their purchases, this guy came in with a cup of coffee for the female clerk.

“Hey, hon, delivering your coffee, with sugar,” he said.
 “Thanks,” she replied.

“Wow, what service,” Trish remarked.

“She’s my ex-wife,” he said.
 “Really?” Trish exclaimed.

“Really,” the clerk replied.

“The island’s too small to hold grudges,” he said.

“We work in the same place,” the woman added.
 The man laughed. “Yeah, Aruba, one happy island.”
Megan and Trish just looked at each other, then plunked down a bunch of cash for their purchases.One Happy Island, indeed.  
We love it here.

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Maui Bound: Message from the Universe

Posted on June 9, 2010 by Trish and Rob

We discovered Nancy Atkinson’s blog, Lover of Life, shortly after we started our blog in 2009. We began to correspond and when we discovered we were going to be in Oregon at the same time last summer, we got together for lunch. I think of this meeting as a synchronicity that blogging and the Internet facilitated.

Nancy travels frequently and I asked her if she had any good travel synchros. She sent this one, which certainly seems like a direct message from the universe!
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While in Hawaii a month or so ago we decided to buy a waterfront condo on the island of Maui. It looks very similar to this picture. The condo buying has not been without some worry, however. 
It is in a unique location but is on a leasehold, whereby the owner can actually take back the property. When we decided to buy the unit, with another couple that we have been friends with forever, before our marriages or children, we talked about having this opportunity to share this with family and friends, and be able to spend several months there each year after retirement. However, at one point we were ready to back out of the deal after reading a disclaimer in the paperwork that said it could be taken back by the owner of the land and they would not owe the condo owners anything.
One of the people involved is a development attorney and he did some research. He talked with a board member of the building and found that it is in negotiation with the owners of the land to buy the property and it would revert to a fee simple transaction. At that point the value of the condos would jump and our investment would probably go up as all the other fee simple buildings run much much higher than our building. Six out of the ten buildings on this stretch have already done this. The state has given these leasehold owners until 2012 to sell their land to the condo owners and reap a tax break. An incentive to get it done as the State wants to do away with leaseholds.

So the synchronicity is that Herrad, who is a blog friend living in Amsterdam,  sent this to me today.  This just after we agreed with our friends to go ahead and take the chance on the condo in Maui just this week. She has no idea that this has been going on. It feels like the Universe is sending me a message to take a chance on the new and be open to the adventure ahead of us. (Which is exactly why our husbands pushed us girls to do this.)
 

It takes a lot of courage to release the familiar and seemingly secure, to embrace the new.
But there is no real security in what is no longer meaningful.
There is more security in the adventurous and exciting,
for in movement there is life, and in change there is power.

~ Alan Cohen

About a week or so after Nancy sent this synchro, she sent an update. She had been jut finished reading two emails regarding the closing on the condo,  and then immediately got an email – again – from her friend Harrad. This one include a quote from Ralph Waldo Emerson: “All life is an experiment. The more experiments you make, the better.”

It certainly seems that Nancy’s decision to buy the condo in Maui is right in line with the universe’s plan. 

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Oh, those 11s

Posted on June 8, 2010 by Trish and Rob

                                         This Paul Klee painting has nothing to do with 11s. But                                      
                                          I like the color.

Last Friday, I was working on a section of our new proposal about travel synchronicities, and was writing  specifically about Hilary Carter’s experiences with 11s. Megan and I took a break and ran to the grocery store. It was supposed to be one of those we just need a few things trips. But we kept plopping things in the cart and when the cashier rang it up – there it was, $111.11.

When it happened, I wasn’t sure what the message was. We’d spent the previous  few days going back and forth with our Internet provider, technicians coming and going, trying to figure out why our connections were slow or non-existent. Then, Thursday evening, the whole system crashed- no phones,  no TV, no Internet. Two more technicians came out Friday and we finally got phones and TV restored, but the wireless connections in our offices were still iffy. So when Megan and I went to the grocery store, I was thinking I’d be coming home to a connection that still wasn’t repaired and I was irritated. Then the grocery tally comes up.

“Mom, look at that,” Megan said, pointing at the register.

By that afternoon, the wireless connections in both our offices work perfectly. We’ve gotten 11s before and 11:11s, but never five of them, 11111. But then we’d never lost the computer connection, the phone, and TV at the same time, either.
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It wasn’t long before more 11s popped up, and they seem to be working their magic. Sunday, we received an email from a woman in New Jersey, who bought 7 Secrets of Synchronicity because of a synchronicity involving 11s. Here’s her note:

Hello MacGregors!

I just finished reading your book “The 7 Secrets of Synchronicity”.  I was surprised when I went online to find you that it just came out a few days ago. I purchased it Friday evening 6/4 at Atlantic Books on the Ocean City NJ boardwalk. It is kind of funny how it happened..

 My daughter walked into the bookstore and I followed, but went to the “new age” section.  I have been having a rough time and needed a spark of inspiration to get out of the funk I got in recently.  I never picked books out easily so recently I began to say a quiet prayer to have the right book come my way.  I picked up your book, showed it to my daughter–who gave it a thumbs up, but I put it back because of the price tag. (My husband is on unemployment and things are tough right now).

My husband walked into the store and I showed him the book and made a few comments  about it and he said “Oh like 11:11…or something like that?” and I said “no”… randomly opened the book to the pages about 11:11…we looked at each other and laughed.  I said, that is my sign, I have to buy it!!  (He was let go for $ reasons  on 3/11…hmmmm…)

I loved it. I feel refreshed and rejuvenated. My daughter (12 yrs) can’t wait to  get her hands on it.

Thank you!
Jane
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Cool story! Good luck.

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The Timely Tricksters

Posted on June 7, 2010 by Trish and Rob

We’ve written several posts about the trickster archetype and how it appears over and over in synchronicity. Now in the wake of the Gulf of Mexico oil disaster, we’ve encountered a pair of tricksters who prepared for what was coming. Their names are Andy Bichlbaum and Mike Bonanno. Together, they call themselves The Yes Men. This movie was recommended to us by Carol Bowman.

Their schtick is to pose as executives from major corporations and appear at conferences and give preposterous speeches emphasizing greed in the aftermath of disasters. Other times, they create fake news by announcing largesse acts of corporate benevolence. For example, they posed as top executives of Dow Chemical and announced at a televised conference that they were donating billions of dollars to the 3,000 victims of the Union Carbide disaster in India that took place in 1984. (Dow had purchased Union Carbide.) The result of that fake announcement: Dow stock lost $2 billion that afternoon.

The tricksters are featured in a couple of documentaries, including The Yes Men Fix the World. Through their fake website, they were invited to a conference in New Orleans one year after Katrina. Corporations were ready to rebuild the city, and they were working with HUD to demolish public housing and replace it with  pricey townhouses. The poor were being thrown out of their homes, and calling it a second Katrina. So the Yes Men, posing as chief assistants to the head of HUD, announced that HUD was saving  and rebuilding public housing. They even held a well attended ceremony at the site where they revealed it was a hoax, perpetrated to shame the powers that be – corporate and government.

One of the funniest segments in the documentary featured a fake New York Times, published July 4, 2009. The top headline read: IRAQ WAR ENDS, a sub-heading read: Troops to Return Immediately. Another article featured a headline that read: Nation Sets its Sights on Building a Sane Economy.  A story that didn’t even make the front page was about George W. Bush being indicted for war crimes. One hundred thousand copies were printed and distributed for free. As one person on the street said after looking at the fake Times, “It’s got all the news that we’d like to see really happen.”

In the midst of all the bad environmental news and corporate malfeasance, this documentary is a hilarious change of pace, and right on the money – the BIG MONEY! Five stars for the tricksters.

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TRISH!!

Posted on June 7, 2010 by Trish and Rob
Many good years, many good books, many roads traveled. More to come! When we first met, you asked me if I knew what synchronicity was…and now, after all these years, that question turns out to be a synchronicity itself!

Soon after we met, I showed you a magazine article I wrote about getting captured by a guerilla army in the mountains of Guatemala, and you seemed more impressed that I’d gotten published, than that I’d escaped! So you handed me a manuscript, Nine Strides to the Roses, that became In Shadow, your first novel.

We both soon quit our jobs, got married, and took off to South America. We’ve been exchanging manuscripts ever since. You fulfilled my dream of finding a partner who was also a writer. 

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Off for a Few Days

Posted on June 7, 2010 by Trish and Rob

We’re headed for windsurfing paradise tomorrow – Aruba. But we’ll have the internet, posts will be going up, and we’ll be checking in. We’re hoping for some good travel synchros that we can post en route.

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Twilight Zone in the Tent

Posted on June 6, 2010 by Trish and Rob

Mike Clelland’s blog, hidden experience, invariably intrigues and mystifies. This story is about extreme fear caused by…well, that’s one of the big unknowns. The story straddles boundaries between light and dark, dreams and wakefulness. Welcome to Mike’s Twilight Zone.
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I just returned home after spending two beautiful weeks in the four corners area. A close friend, Natascha, flew in from Germany specifically to explore and camp in the canyons and sandstone of this amazing part of the West.

During our trip we had a collection of curious happenings, and this posting is one of the more dramatic experiences. Natascha is here with me as I write this, and she’s been adding details she remembers as we try and make this written work as accurate as we can.

Late in the afternoon of Thursday May 13th, Natascha and I asked the very nice coffee shop girl in Cortez Colorado if she knew of any spots to camp near town. She said there was open camping on the BLM land outside of the town of Dolores, just a few miles up the road.

We followed her directions and ended up in a secluded area of tall trees a short ways off the forest service road. We found a secluded spot with an old fire ring and some broken beer bottles. Perfect for our one-night camping needs.

We set up our tent and headed back into the town of Dolores and ate pizza at a cute local brewery. Our table was situated right next to the window and it looked out on the very quiet corner of a VERY tiny town.

During dinner, Natascha was quite emotional. As I write this she explained that she was very much in crisis, she was feeling sad and didn’t quite know where these emotions came from.

After pizza we went back to the camp site and climbed in our small tent. It seems like we quickly went to sleep. This is where things get strange.

I was suddenly jolted awake because Natascha had screamed. It was just a short shriek of fear. My instantaneous response was to bolt upright and scream with an intensity that would be hard to describe. I was screaming in fear, sure enough, but it was also a primal outburst of defense.

I’ve slept in the mountains for decades, and I’ve dealt with some scary stuff in the dark. Bears in camp, moose tangled up in my tarp strings, rats crawling across my face – but I have NEVER been frightened in a way that would come close to those moments in that tent.

I switched on my headlamp and held it in my hand. I asked Natascha what happened. I actually had the wherewithal to say, “Tell me the first thing that comes to your mind. Don’t think, just tell me what happened.”

She said almost nothing, simply stating, “I saw a face.”

Natascha later explained that she felt blocked, like it was simply impossible to tell what she had actually seen. She also tried to articulate that she was perhaps still in a lingering realm where time had a different meaning, and I was firmly in our time reality, and it created a sort of disconnect between us.

While in the tent in the moments after our screaming session, I stammered to Natascha, in a voice on the verge of panic: “Look – if we need to – we can just leave – right now – we can leave the tent set up and just drive to town and get a hotel room – we can do that if we need to…”

I was freaked-out, and it came out in my voice. This is something I would never say in any normal circumstance.

She asked me, “Do you believe in evil ghosts?”

I thought carefully and replied, “No.” My response was less out of honesty, and more an attempt to keep the mood from getting any scarier.

At some point I looked at my watch, and it was only 11:40 PM. My reaction was, oh sh*t, it’s so early and now we have to worry about scary stuff for the rest of the night!

I had one arm over Natascha as we lay there. We sat in silence for a short time, we must have spoken a little, but I can’t remember anything of what we said. Perhaps we were both silent. I know my heart was pounding, and my thoughts seemed trapped in a kind of horror.

I lay there thinking, “This is f*cking terrifying. This is insane. How could I EVER camp out here? How could I ask for this kind of f*cking sh*t!” My mind was spiraling out of control.

I ended up chanting a repetitive mantra in my head, “Love and Light, Love and Light, Love and Light…” Over and over and over. This is how Anya Briggs ends her emails, and it might seem corny, but I really MEANT it!

At one point I put my arm back in my own sleeping bag and promptly fell asleep. I have to say it seems weird as I write this that I could slip back into sleep after being SO freaking’ terrified. It seems impossible that we could both simply doze off again.

Later that same night I had a dream. This was a weirdly vivid dream. It took place inside the same tent, no dreamlike distortion, it was very accurate to the interior of the tent. (see the illustration above)

I saw a big round mandala figure up and too my left, situated in a very specific point in the tent. It was a simple circle about the size of a large pizza with a lone dot in it’s center. It looked very much like the blurry cataract image in my right eye, and strangely flat unlike a 3D orb. (more on that below).

Then I was floating up off the floor of the tent. The sensation of slowly up rising felt strangely familiar. I thought to myself, “I need to remember this – I need to remember this – I need to remember this…”

Then the the environment of the tent changed to a backdrop of white light. I thought, “Am I on a table? Am I on a table?” I didn’t understand where I was. It was a mysterious realm with a uniform white glow around me. Was I on my back? Was I upright?

The dream abruptly ended when Natascha spoke up and said, “Mike, you are floating!” I don’t think she actually said this, but I remember it clearly in that dream state. Her words sort of pulled me back down onto the sleeping pad, and the dream ended.

The next morning we immediately began to talk about the events of the night and more details emerged.

I asked Natascha what she saw that made her scream, and she explained that she saw a face within a circle. I pressed her for more details and she said, “I can’t say, but the only thing that seems to match is that drawing you did, of the face in the circle from your blog.” [ link ]

This was very curious, she didn’t know about my dream yet, and she described something very similar to the round mandala I saw. The way it looked to me was like the image I see in my right eye.

I asked where the face was positioned, at the time I assumed it was directly over her, centered above her face. She instead pointed up and off to her left, at an area in the wall of the tent – exactly where I saw the glowing circle in my dream. Again, I hadn’t shared the events of my dream yet.

What actually might have happened is very difficult to say. I cannot dismiss the irrational fear that overcame both of us. This feeling of terror was entirely different than any emotion I have ever experienced, amplified in a way that seems extraordinary. I must have sensed something beyond a jolt of surprise when Natascha woke me with a short scream.

What is even more bizarre was the extremely vivid nature of my dream, along with the matching details to whatever Natascha witnessed. This is also extremely curious.

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What $ Can Buy

Posted on June 5, 2010 by Trish and Rob

This update isn’t about the horrors of the spill. It’s about BP’s efforts to control the public’s access to information. According to ABC News, BP has bought several phrases on search engines like Google and Yahoo, so that the first link that shows up leads people to BP’s official website. A search on Google, for instance, for the term “oil spill”  now brings up a link to BP’s official website at the top of the page. It says: Info about the Gulf of Mexico spill. Learn more about how BP is helping.

“If you look at it from BP’s perspective it’s a brilliant move,” says Kevin Ryan, CEO of  Motivity Marketing.  . “The other option BP had was to just not do this and let the news interpret what’s going on. But they’re getting so much bad press that directing traffic to their own site is a great PR strategy.”

Scott Slatin, an analyst who runs search engine marketing company Rivington in New York, estimates that BP is paying upwards of  $10,000 per day to maintain the various search terms.”They paid to lock themselves into the first position against the oil spill terms, essentially putting a positive message on top of the news,” Slatin said.

Debra Page has really nailed it on her latest post.

 – Trish

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