December 21, 2012: What It Is – and Isn’t

Posted on March 22, 2011 by Trish and Rob

Georgia O’Keefe

Synchronicity – meaningful coincidence – is your GPS for 2012 and beyond. It’s the way the universe speaks to you, the language  your unconscious uses to seize your attention, to guide you, warn you, and to offer confirmation and support for decisions that you make. In a world that is becoming more and more chaotic and seemingly disconnected, synchronicity allows you to see your way through 2012 and beyond so that you can flow with the changing times.

The hype about 2012 probably began in 1987, with The Mayan Factor:  Path Beyond Technology, written by Jose Arguelles. In the book, he states that the Mayan calendar ends on December 21, 2012. Since the Mayans were consummate astrologers and astronomers, his statement has rippled through space and time until it reached a tipping point. Google that date, December 21, 2012, and more than seven million links show up.

So let’s look at what’s actually happening astrologically, on that date. First, December 21, 2012 is the date of the winter solstice, the shortest day of the year. At either 11:11 GMT or 11:12 GMT (there seems to be some discrepancy about the exact moment) the sun is at 00 degrees Capricorn and touches the Dark Rift. In certain cosmologies – the Mayan, Aztec, Toltec and Olmec – the Dark Rift represents the cosmic womb. It’s a place of profound transformation, a place of both birth and death, regeneration, rebirth, it’s where we, humanity, came into being. This moment  is when the Mayan calendar ends.

As the sun rises here , it will touch part of the Dark Rift that moves along the Galactic Equator. In ancient mythologies and cosmologies, this part of the night sky is associated with spiritual rebirth. Depending on who or what you read, this is either  a unique event or  business as usual. One thing is for sure.  We are a planet and a people in flux.

We’re alive at a time when the structures that comprised the foundations of what we took for granted are no longer a sure thing. Nothing is guaranteed. Your pension, Social Security, pubic education, college grants, the safety of your food and water, job security, home ownership, the banking and insurance industries, the source of your electricity ….well, you get the idea here. Anything you relied upon in the past no longer works. Structures are collapsing, reinventing themselves, and struggling to rise from the ashes. Just look at politics in any country right now. Chaos.

Some institutions will survive in  vastly different forms; other structures will be relegated to history. The war machine may survive for awhile, as will dictatorships that oppress most of the people so that a few people may flourish and profit. But in the end, even these institutions will collapse. The planet can’t sustain what it has become.

Science and religion can’t keep up with what individuals are experiencing. They don’t have the lexicon, the tools, they are locked in the past. They don’t know how to investigate, much less define, contactee and abduction experiences. They don’t know about planetary empaths. They can’t even figure out what psychic ability is and whether it exists. Most scientists (Rupert Sheldrake as the big exception here)  consider animals to be dumb beasts who are on the planet to serve humans – and to be eaten by them

As a species, we’re developing new abilities to help us cope with change. Planetary empaths are one such tool. Synchronicity is another kind of tool to get us through what certainly looks like a paradigm shift.

While there are plenty of pundits who expound eloquently about why we should all become urban survivalists and grow our own food and install solar panels on our homes and stockpile silver and gold, there are an equal number of pundits who assure us this is just another cycle. Grit your teeth and get through it.

There’s wisdom in both viewpoints. I would love to install solar panels on our home and go off the grid. But because of the way the power companies in the U.S. are structured, solar panels – even in Florida – are prohibitively expensive. The bottom line would be far less expensive, but just getting those solar panels up there on the roof would mean we would have to stay in this house for another 10 or 15 years, and we’re not sure we want to do that. Our garden and fruit trees produce some wonderful heads of lettuce and broccoli, mangos, papayas, grapefruits, but it’s not enough to sustain us for any length of time. Our neighbors whisper about the End Times,  our  governor is a jerk, our senators are corrupt. So we become cogs in a wheel, struggling… and then synchronicity comes along and empowers us.

How? Well, let’s make it local.  Tonight in Rob’s meditation class, we were doing a Zen meditation, eyes half open. My eyes shut – and I suddenly saw a corpulent man lumber into the room, nosily announcing that he had “issues.” Huh? I thought. What’s going on? Then I realized I was inside of a meditation and he might be a guide. In the next moment, he held a book in front of my face and stabbed his fat finger at a word or phrase I couldn’t read. It was like trying to read something in a dream, blurred, letters indistinct. He’s important, this weird guy, a purveyor of information. I just haven’t figured it out yet.

But I think this is how synchros work in these times of flux. They aren’t necessarily  obvious or easy to understand. They require work on our part to interpret them – not always, but often enough so that we’re engaged, so that our attention is seized and we have to think outside the box to figure out what they mean.

So I’m looking for that corpulent guy in my dreams tonight. Tell me, Plump Man, Mr. Humpty Dumpty,  what 2012 is really about. And how we can all get through the paradigm shift.

 

 

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A Different Take on #137

Posted on March 21, 2011 by Trish and Rob

In 7 Secrets of Synchronicity, we mentioned number 137.  It came up again during Trish’s interview with Anne Strieber and a listener wrote to her about his synchronicity with the number. A little background first:

A prime number can be divided only by 1 and by itself. Or, put another way, a prime number is a positive integer that can’t equal the product of two smaller numbers. That makes 137 a prime number and a particularly baffling one. In Deciphering the Cosmic Number: The Strange Friendship of Wolfgang Pauli and Carl Jung, Arthur I. Miller refers to this number as the “DNA of light.”

The number is also associated with the Kabbalah. Miller explains that in ancient Hebrew, numbers were written with letters and each letter had a number associated with it. “Adepts of the philosophical system known as the Gematria add the numbers in Hebrew words and thus find hidden meanings in them,” Miller wrote. In Hebrew, the word Kabbalah has four letters that add up to 137. Not surprisingly, physicists began referring to 137 as a mystical number. Wolfgang Pauli, a Nobel laureate and one of the early supports of Jung’s theories about synchronicity, wrestled with the  implications of 137 for most of his life. When he was admitted to the hospital at age 58 and learned he would be in room 137, he supposedly said, “I will never get out of here.” He was right. He died shortly afterward.

Physicist F. David Peat had his own experience with 137 when he visited the Jung Institute in Bollingen, Switzerland. In an email to us, he explained he was invited to give a lecture to celebrate the institute’s fiftieth year. Upon arrival at the hotel next to the institute, he was given a key and told his room was on the second floor of the annex.  He walked down to the lake first to “get something of the spirit of Jung.” But after half an hour, nothing happened, so Peat decided to return to the hotel. “I took the elevator to the second floor, removed the key from my pocket and it was 137! I realized I was there to talk about Pauli, not Jung.”

So, during Trish’s interview with Anne, they talked about this mysterious number. The next day, Walter Hughes of California clicked on the interview and left the room for a couple of minutes.  “When I returned, I heard them discussing the quantum, mysterious number of time; 137.  My birth date is 7/1/37! The synchronicity was embedded in my very listening to the program!  The mystery is so eternal; so wonderful.”

Where 137 for Pauli was an archetype of death, for Walter Hughes it’s an archetype of life, mystery, and synchronicity.

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Thanks, Walter, for letting us use your synchro!

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We’re Doing WHAT in Libya?

Posted on March 20, 2011 by Trish and Rob

 

Eight years ago ago today, March 20, the U.S. invaded Iraq.

We’re still there.

Then we invaded Afghanistan.

We’re still there.

Yesterday, March 19, 2011, we launched air strikes over Libya. 110 Tomahawk missiles. President Obama claims this will last days, not months or years. But as Jonathan Alter of Newsweek put it, “It’s a third war.” Grounds troops haven’t been ruled out. The international coalition Obama mentions consists of the U.S., the U.K., and France. And oh, we having the blessing of the Arab states, who don’t like Gaddafi.  Then why aren’t the Arab states firing missiles? Why aren’t they sending in ground troops?

Are we going to launch missiles against Yemen and the Sudan, too? Or against every other Arab state where the people rise up against despots?  Why are we the world cop? We have huge problems in our own country and we’re more than $14 trillion in debt.

According to infoplease.com, the cost of the war in Iraq has, so far, cost the U.S. $802 billion and, in  Afghanistan, $455.4 billion. By the end of the fiscal year in 2011, these two wars will have cost $1.29 trillion. Yes, you read that figure correctly.

Meanwhile, the richest 1-2% of Americans are enjoying large tax cuts for another few years (Bush started that and Obama perpetuated it), and the Republicans in Congress talk about how imperative it is to cut spending. You know, cut spending through social program like Social Security, Medicare, Medicaid,   through public education, NPR, the arts…well, you – get the picture. The poor and the middle class are supposed to pay for these wars.

These wars aren’t just about despots and the hunger of the oppressed for freedom. They’re about resources that richer nations want and which the poorest nations have – start with oil. In her brilliant book, The Shock Doctrine,  Naomi Klein illustrates how disaster capitalism – “the rapid-fire corporate reengineering of societies still reeling from shock” works. And she takes you back through 50 years of history – from Pinochet’s coup in Chile in 1973 to the tsunami in Indonesia in 2004 and to Hurricane Katrina and beyond.

So what is it the U.S. is really protecting in Libya? Even though Libya produces only 1.6 million of the 87 million barrels of oil used on this planet daily, it produces the highest quality of light, sweet crude oil. And this stuff is easily refined into gasoline and diesel and is lower in sulfur, so it’s cleaner to burn.

We’ll see if/how the shock doctrine plays out in Libya.

 

 

 

 

 

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UFO Sighting 2 Hours before Quake in Japan

Posted on March 19, 2011 by Trish and Rob

This daylight video was supposedly taken two hours before a 9.0 quake hit Japan on Friday, March 11, 2011.  Sightings in quake areas are not uncommon. This video is remarkably clear.

 

 

 

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Finding Atlantis

Posted on March 18, 2011 by Trish and Rob

 

Atlantis: the word conjures all sort of images – from a fabulous continent with advanced technology to a society and culture in which greed and power ruled with impunity until nature decided otherwise. A tsunami is believed to have sunk the continent.

Since Plato first wrote about Atlantis in the 4th century B.C., we’ve been fascinated with  the lost continent. It’s an archetypal legend that encompasses mythic themes – catastrophic destruction of a highly advanced civilization of great wealth, staggering achievements in engineering, incredible architecture, and a moral fiber that eventually unraveled.

Even in Plato’s time, Atlantis wasn’t accepted as historical fact. He wrote that it was “an island situated in front of the straits which are by you called the Pillars of Hercules.” The Straits of Gibraltar were one known by that name.

In Timaeus, Plato wrote that the continent disappeared “in a single day and night of misfortune.”  In his incomplete Critias, Plato provided a detailed description of a thriving urban metropolis that was protected by Poseidon, the god of the sea. But apparently Zeus decided to punish Atlantis, Plato wrote, when its people began to “behave themselves unseemly…taking the infection of wicked coveting and pride of power.”

Aristotle, Plato’s student, later commented about the destruction of Atlantis: “He who created it also destroyed it.”

Its location has always been a matter of speculation. Charles Berlitz, who wrote a book about the lost continent, placed its location in the Bahamas, somewhere near Bimini, where architectural features had been discovered beneath the water. Modern scholars have placed its location in the Mediterranean. Some theorists speculate that the continent once connected Europe, South America and the part of the U.S. eastern seaboard. Over the centuries, as the legend grew and expanded, the location of Atlantis has been placed all over the globe.

Recently, a U.S research team believes it has found the location of Atlantis: just north of Cadiz, Spain. The team used satellite imagery, deep ground radar, digital mapping and underwater technology to survey the site in the Dona Ana Park in southern Spain. There, submerged in the mud flats, scientists studied what appeared to be the remains of a ringed city.

National Geographic  filmed Finding Atlantis, which aired on March 13 and will probably be aired again.

One of my the most interesting books about Atlantis was written by novelist Taylor Caldwell (Captain and the Kings, 1972) when she was just twelve years old. The Romance of Atlantis was based on a series of dreams she had. Her grandfather, a book editor, considered publishing the novel, but couldn’t believe a t12-yer-old had written it. He decided she had plagiarized it and rejected the novel. For the next 60 years, it gathered dust in a drawer.

In the 1970s, author Jess Stearn was working on a biography about Caldwell and learned of the manuscript. He helped her edit it and get it published. It is supposedly her past-life memories of the final days of Atlantis. When I ran across this book in the early 1980s, I remember opening it, reading the first two pages, and goose bumps raced up my arms. She was there, I thought, and bought it.

Some years later, a psychic Rob and I met told us that he had lived on the peaceful and evolved continent of Lemuria and that I had lived on the less peaceful and less evolved (sigh) continent of Atlantis. Lemuria is supposedly older than Atlantis, but that’s a post for another day!

 

 

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Probability vs. luck

Posted on March 17, 2011 by Trish and Rob

Back when I was kid in middle school, called junior high in those days, two or three friends and I would hang out in the boy’s locker room after gym class for a few minutes and flip coins, calling heads or tails. If you guessed it, you got it. If not, you paid the nickel, dime or quarter.

At first, I just watched, probably because I didn’t have any change in my pocket. But one day I took my turn and correctly guessed nine of ten flips, and cleaned up. The next day, my luck continued. I just knew whether it was going to be heads or tails, and that baffled the other guys. After that we didn’t play the game anymore, and that was the end of it. I’ve tried to repeat the phenomena a number of times, but never seem to get much better than the average – 50-50. Maybe it was because money was involved that my focus was stronger and I was somehow able to ‘see’ whether it would be heads or tails.

The memory of that experience came back to me recently when I was reading about a 17th century French gambler named Antoine Gombaud chevalier de Mere. Until 1654, de Mere did quite well at the gambling tables. Then his luck changed so he decided to invoke probability theory to help his cause.

One of de Mere’s favorite wagers involved four rolls of a single die. To win, he had to roll a six at least once. Because of his success, no one would wager against him. So he changed the game to include a pair of dice. He wagered that he would roll a double six within 24 tosses.  De Mere believed that he would win two out of three times. But instead, he lost regularly.

Unable to find the flaw in his own logic, de Mere wrote to his friend Blaise Pascal, one of France’s most famous mathematicians. Even though Pascal wasn’t a gambler, he was fascinated by the question. He recruited fellow philosopher Pierre de Fermat and they corresponded over a four-month period. The result was Traite du Triangle Arithmetique, a landmark book of probability theory.

Pascal and Fermat found that de Mere was a long way from the two thirds odds he had imagined. Actually, his chances of winning were less than even–49 in 100. However, by adding one roll, the odds improved to 51 out of 100. To reach his favored two out of three wins, he would have to allow for 39 rolls.

While gamblers who win consistently are probably using probability theory to their advantage, I think there’s another factor at play – the power of the mind to affect or detect the roll of the dice, the flip of a coin, or the turn of a card. However, as soon as the process turns repetitive and monotonous, the average goes down. It seems that over time even the lure of large piles of chips ultimately loses its appeal and the psychic advantage fades.

I’d like to hear how others with psi abilities perform in games of chance.

 

 

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The Source Code

Posted on March 16, 2011 by Trish and Rob

Parallel universes seem to be the rage these days. One of the best and most recent books on the topic is Brain Greene’s The Hidden Reality, which we wrote about in an earlier post, or in just about anything written by astrophysicist Michio Kaku. Hollywood has tackled this topic before – notably in Sliding Doors, one of our favorites. Now there’s a new Hollywood twist on the theme. Source Code.

Jake Gyllenhall  is an Iraq war vet who, according to wired.com, “uses time reassignment technology to crack open alternate realities in an effort to stop a terrorist from blowing up Chicago.”

Every movie or novel that plays around with ideas like this has to establish the rules. And the rules in this particular story are that you can visit this past, alternate reality, but can’t change anything in it. In the movie, Gyllenhall’s assignment has his “revisiting an eight-minute time loop animated by the brain activity of victims killed during an earlier train attack. While on his Groundhog Day–style mission, Colter searches for clues that might lead to the identity of the terrorist behind the bombings,” says wired.

Astrophysicist Michio Kaku – one of our gurus – says, “What you see in Source Code is highly improbable, but it’s possible.”

Here’s the trailer.

The Source Code

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Message from the Church Billboard

Posted on March 15, 2011 by Trish and Rob

Picasso, certainly a trickster artist!

This uplifting synchro comes from Thomas Nash, who contacted us because of the Dreamland interview. It smacks of a mischievous trickster story, but is also a result of Thomas’ search for a synchro. Intention? It sure looks like that.

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I honed up to the fact that I’m a pawn a long time ago, although it’s my Chess game! ha ha!

This means that if you pay attention, the world will show you what to do and it will sometimes use you in various ways, depending on what’s needed.

The message on my answering machine is a way to describe what happened…..

“Hi, we’ve gone fishing for possibilities, there’s no limit”

So…sometime when you’re bored, or need to get out of the house, try something like this…

It was the weekend and I had no plans. Headed out of my driveway, I decided it felt best to turn right. Reaching the beautiful river road, it shows me the road to Cazadero. Magic abounds! An old friend could just show up or a beautiful hitchhiker could invite you home. You could get a flt tire and a band of hippies might adopt you!

The road started to narrow as I drove past the small, rural town. I didn’t want to drive the windy road to the coast, so I turned around, a bit deflated since nothing magical seemed to have happened.  Then, something caught my eye! It was a miraculous message written on a church billboard and seemed to be just for me:

Try eating your ego sometime, it’s non-fattening.

I chuckled all the way home.

 

 

 

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Joey and His Grandfather

Posted on March 14, 2011 by Trish and Rob

This multi-layered synchronicity comes from Janice Cutbush. We’ve posted a couple of her synchros –  The Loon of Fourth Lake and Sky Bars, Joy and Mom and Dad, which actually has a synchronous connection to this some story. There are synchronicities with birthdays, names, dates…well, you’ll see.

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In 2007, my nephew Joey, a 29 year old construction worker, sustained a traumatic brain injury when he fell off a 35′ high flat roof he was working on in Albany, NY.

He life hung in the limbo of a coma for 5 weeks. Doctors were predicting the worst. He had only a 10% chance of surviving and if he did, he most likely would be a vegetable.  After 4 weeks he began to show signs of recovering- blinking, squeezing hands, opening his eyes. Week five he began to revive and in fact did survive.

However, he was left with a crippling cognitive impairment that would make it difficult for him to work-visual agnosia. He is face blind and does not recognize much of what he sees. When he was doing physical rehab, his therapist took him to the hospital store, to get him familiar with the store and items in it. She started with chocolate candy. She held up a Sky Bar and Joe started singing the advertising jingle from the 1950s-“One two three four Sky Bar; it’s a four in one bar.” The therapist was amazed and asked him how he knew that old song. He said, “My grandpa used to sing old jingles to me when I was little.”

We all thought it was incredible that he remembered this since it was so long ago.  Joey was my father’s namesake and in a weird coincidence, my father (Joey’s grandfather) died on March 10, 2000, which was Joey’s birthday. We all remember thinking at the time how awful it was that my dad died on Joey’s  birthday. Joey was in the Marine’s in California when his grandfather died and did not come home for the funeral, but had been very close to my father growing up as my parents took care of Joey when his mom went back to work.

After the accident, a lawsuit was initiated by Joey’s parents against the numerous contractors that were involved in the building he was working on when he fell. The lawsuit dragged on for 3 years and finally in late 2010 it was settled.  Joey’s lawyers won a substantial settlement that will provide him with an income for life, since his disabiliity will prevent him from working. There was synchronicity again connecting my Dad and Joey even in the settlement. The case was settled out of court by the lawyers on a holiday, Veteran’s Day, which happens to be my father’s birthday.  Again, a final synchronicity after the lawsuit.  It was necessary for Joey’s parents to hire a trust lawyer. As it turns out, the trust lawyer’s father was the obstetrician who delivered Joey in 1979.

In a final connection, Joey and his grandmother have become very close since his accident. She is 92 and lives alone. Joey visits her almost every day and sometimes spends evenings watching TV with her.  It is touching and poignant to see him doting on her.  We all wonder what messages from beyond Joey received when he was hovering between life and death. Maybe this was my dad’s way of saving Joey and ensuring that his wife would be cared for in her old age.

 

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They Come in Threes

Posted on March 13, 2011 by Trish and Rob

On March 10, I was interviewed for an hour by Anne Strieber for her and Whitley’s Dreamland radio show and for their subscriber section. During the first half hour, we talked about 7 Secrets of Synchronicity – what the secrets are, with stories that illustrate them.  We probably spent the longest period of time on the trickster – especially the dark trickster, the archetype that can be the most puzzling. The dark trickster is often a warning. Here’s an example of a dark trickster.

During the second half hour, Anne began with a question: do we have free will? She says that after she emerged from her coma six years ago, synchronicities proliferated in her life. They seemed to be part of some greater complex puzzle that prompted her to question whether someone or something else is actually pulling the strings. Think: The Matrix. Or, a movie I haven’t seen yet but which she has – The Adjustment Bureau. I feel that synchronicity is the language of the unconscious and supports the premise of free will.

This led into a discussion about the grays. They may be a kind of dark trickster, who awaken us to a greater reality beneath our daily lives, just as synchros do. Anne has read the 250,000 letters that her husband received from contactees and abductees and is in a unique position to recognize patterns consistent with these events. She says that contactees and abductees always experience grays in threes. “Two short, one taller.” If someone tells her they experienced contact or an abduction with four or five grays, then she knows the experience wasn’t genuine.

I realized that she had identified an archetype associated with these experiences – threes. She added that many of these experiences occur at 3:33, and we talked a bit about the significance of the number. Then I thought back to an experience I had in 2001, when I attended a workshop taught by Eric Pearl, author of The Reconnection.

Pearl teaches a form of healing that uses certain hand movements over the body to promote healing. No physical touch is involved. As we learned these hand movements, we practiced on each other. I paired up with a woman standing next to me – whom I didn’t know. As she performed these hand movements, a beam of light suddenly shot out of the top of my skull. I could see it. The beam extended upward through the ceiling, the roof, similar to these beams in the photo above, but there was just  single pillar of light, a perfect column. At the end of it, I saw entities peering down at me.

Anne immediately jumped in and asked me what the entities looked like.  The question threw me. I’d never wanted to think about this before. I blurted, “They looked like aliens and there were three of them.”

I explained that I never felt threatened, that my sense of these entities was that they were curious and, in some odd way, protective. They crowded around the top of the light column, sort of jostling each other like kids eager for a better view.

Skip ahead three years. In June 2004, Hurricane Frances hit our area. It was a large, sloppy storm that, at one point, covered most of the Florida peninsula. It dumped more than a  foot of rain on our area, water began seeping under our front door early on,  and during the long hours it pounded away at our neighborhood,  I worried about our skylights leaking. Everyone in Florida knows that if your roof is compromised in a hurricane, your house is pretty much history.

We were bunked in the bedroom with our daughter, a dog, three cats, and a bird, and around five that morning, I was the only one awake. The rain pounded relentlessly at the hurricane shutters. I could hear the skylights vibrating in the living room, the kitchen, the bathroom.  I considered getting up to check the skylights, but was so exhausted I lay there for another moment. And suddenly, the beam of light shot out of my head gain – my forehead this time – and there were those three entities at the very end of it, peering down at me.

I suddenly knew the house would come through the storm intact. I immediately fell asleep. When I woke hours later, the storm had moved on and the house was fine. “They weren’t hostile in any way,” I remarked to Anne.

“They never are,” she replied. “People who say otherwise are experiencing their own projections, not the grays.”

So now I’m waiting for these three to drop by again and offer some reassurance about the global situation.

 

 

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