Luke Scott (DH)

Posted on December 10, 2010 by Trish and Rob

Luke Scott plays baseball for the Baltimore Orioles (formerly  of the Astros). He’s the DH. That usually stands for designated hitter, but in Scott’s case it’s designated hater. We are putting up this post for two reasons, one, that there is a synchronicity at the tale end – and this is a synchro blog– and two, that the mentality exhibited here, unfortunately, will be on display in a new and bolder manner when the new U.S. Congress is called to order in January.

While at the baseball winter meetings Dec. 8, Scott was interview by  a Yahoo sports reporter, an interview that turned into an anti-Obama rant. He began by saying he was proud to be an American. From there, it went downhill, as the reporter fed him  leading questions and Scott jumped in with his demented, ignorant point of view. Here’s part of it.

“Obama does not represent America. Nor does he represent anything our forefathers stood for. (Obama) was not born here.”

“That’s my belief. I was born here. If someone accuses me of not being born here, I can go–within 10 minutes–to my filing cabinet and I can pick up my real birth certificate and I can go, ‘See? Look! Here it is. Here it is.’ The man has dodged everything. He dodges questions, he doesn’t answer anything.”

A lot of people have problems with Obama these days, but it shouldn’t be about his birth certificate, which is readily available on the Internet, along with the Hawaiian birth notice. Does Scott really think Hilary Clinton would’ve allowed Obama to get the nomination if he didn’t qualify as a presidential candidate? Does Scott think the Republican Party looked the other way and allowed a foreign-born person to run and win against their candidate. Not likely. And looking at comments on the sport sites yesterday, I have to conclude there are a lot of dumb baseball fans who agree with Scott–maybe because he hit 20 homers this year.

Luke Scott, the birther, who thinks Obama is a socialist (LOL!) finally said that he was so opinionated about the president because ‘someone is dead in Afghanistan.’

A strange turn of words. Yet, an incredible synchronicity. While Luke Scott was making his rant, a funeral was being planned in Peebles, Ohio for a 20-year-old marine lance corporal, who had died during a patrol in Afghanistan. His name: Luke Scott. He graduated from high school in 2009 and died in Afghanistan Dec. 3, 2010. So he died supposedly defending the freedom that allows his namesake to rant like an idiot.

The Baltimore Orioles released a statement saying that Scott’s opinions are his own and don’t represent the team. Well, that’s good. – R

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The Vulture’s Message

Posted on December 9, 2010 by Trish and Rob

We have a lot of vultures in South Florida. They cruise through the air like dark, slow-moving missiles, looking for road kill. In our area, they especially like the back roads that wend past sprawling equestrian estates and the canals. 
This morning, we were on one of those back roads, on our way home from Whole Foods, and were discussing the fiscal disaster of Obama’s tax cut extensions for the top two percent of wealthiest Americans.
“He lost my vote for 2012,” I said, slowing for a speed bump and watching a couple of vultures just ahead as they soared low over the road.
“We need a true progressive president who can come in and clean up this mess,” Rob said.
And just then, one of the vultures swept directly in front of us, missing the car by inches.
“Wow,” Rob said. “You’re lucky it didn’t hit you.”
“Me? You’re in the car, too. And you’re the one who hit those swallows when we were coming back from Sarasota, and that whole thing was connected to Megan and her close call skydiving. So what’s the vulture’s message?”
“Vultures clean up road kill.”
At that point, we looked at each other, realizing the vulture had swept in front of us seconds after Rob had said, Clean up this mess. It was our first synchronicity for the day.
On a deeper level, though, I wonder if it portends a battle between vultures for the 2012 presidential election.
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Dolphin Tail-Walking and Morphic Resonance

Posted on December 8, 2010 by Trish and Rob

In 1988, British biologist Rupert Sheldrake wrote a controversial book called The Presence of the Past: Morphic Resonance and the Habits of Nature. Morphic fields “organize systems at all levels of complexity, and are the basis for the wholeness that we observe in nature, which is more than the sum of the parts.”  Sheldrake contends that morphic fields possess memory that is akin to Jung’s collective unconscious.
A simple example of morphic resonance is bicycle riding. Back at the turn of the twentieth century, when bicycles were new, kids had trouble learning how to ride a bike. But now, more than a century later, most kids hop on their new bikes and pedal off into the sunset. It’s not that we’ve gotten smarter or more athletic, but that the cumulative knowledge of all these kids who have learned to ride bikes makes it easier for each generation to do so.
Another example is found in sports. Up until 1954, it was considered impossible to break the record for a four-minute mile. Then Roger Bannister, a 25-year-old British medical student, broke that record. 3:59:4 With each person who beats the four-minute mile these days, a bit more information is added to the morphic field and it becomes easier for each person who attempts to break it. The current record is now 3:43:13, held by a Moraccan,  Hicham El Guerrouj.
Today, I ran across an article that reminded me of all this and it’s about dolphins. Along the southern coast of Australia, near Adelaid, there’s a pod of wild dolphins who are being taught to tail-walk by a female member of the group. Anyone who has ever seen dolphins in captivity has seen this trick. But until now, dolphins in the wild have never been observed tail-walking.  According to an article in BBC News, scientists studying the pod can’t figure out why they do it.
In the 1980s, one of the dolphins, Billie, spent time in a dolphin center while recovering from an illness and scientists think she may have learned it there. Even though she wasn’t trained to do this trick, she “may have seen others tail-walking.”
Yes, she probably did. But watching someone perform an activity doesn’t necessarily mean you can immediately do, especially if your observation occurred twenty years ago.  Other females in the pod have picked it up.
Mike Bossley from the Whale and Dolphin Conservation Society, one of the scientists studying the pod, says “These are things that groups develop and are passed between individuals and that come to define those groups, such as language or dancing; and it would seem that among the Port River dolphins we may have an incipient tail-walking culture.”
It seems plausible that with so many dolphins in captivity being taught this trick for human entertainment, that morphic resonance may be at work. It won’t be surprising if other pods of wild dolphins in different parts of the world are observed tail-walking fairly soon.
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Update on Julian Assange

Posted on December 7, 2010 by Trish and Rob

Mike Perry sent in this link about Assange. He’s not only under arrest, but is being denied bail. We wonder if he’ll go through with his threat to dump the rest of the cables he has. He sure has governments running scared.

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UFO in Illinois

Posted on December 7, 2010 by Trish and Rob

Whitley Striber’s site rates this video as an A. It’s impressive.

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Future visions from the past

Posted on December 6, 2010 by Trish and Rob

Jules Verne described a moon landing that sounds eerily like the Apollo 11 mission.

 Mark Twain predicted the Internet in 1898.

Robert Heinlein predicted screen savers in 1961.

We’re these writers time travelers? Probably not.

Did they pick up psychic visions of the future when they were engrossed in writing? Maybe. Or did they make lucky stabs at the future? Either way, these are three great synchronicities. Read more about them here.

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A Time Travel Story

Posted on December 5, 2010 by Trish and Rob

                              De Chirico

A friend who wishes to remain anonymous sent us this story. It’s a zinger and may shed some new light on one of our favorite topics – time travel.
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I have a true story that I have been meaning to tell you because you have been posting a lot about time travelers, but I don’t want to share it publicly. It is also not a very fluent story.  It simply made a lasting impression on me.

When I was in college, I took a class in the Psychology of Humor.  Sitting at the back of the class was a very handsome young man, tall dark hair and sparkling blue eyes.  He looked so familiar to me.  I was just sure that I knew him from somewhere.  At the second class meeting I told him that I was just sure I knew him.  He said that people told him that all of the time.  We occasionally walked part of the way home together after class and became casual friends.

Around the same time, I had met a young woman on my crew team, Karen.  She and I spent a lot of time together.  We found that we both could manipulate chi pretty easily although I’m sure that it was easier for me when she was around.  We would play with balls of energy and toss them back and forth to one another.  One night we were out at a bar dancing. She tossed me a ball of chi and it lifted my energy so that I could feel it shooting up out of my hands and radiating through the top of my head.  At the same time, Karen saw this energy like flamesshooting at least six feet above me and she started screaming with delight, “Oh my God, you’re glowing!” I could only feel what she saw, but to me it felt fantastic.

Meanwhile, I discovered during our short walks that Sam could also manipulate energy.  He told me that he could easily raise and lower the flame of a candle.  One night he accidentally exploded the entire candle.  He wasn’t sure what he had done but the next day he brought me to his apartment to look at the mess.  I introduced Sam to Karen and we talked about starting a psychic research club.  However, I was a little conservative compared to the other two and spent more time on my studies than the extracurricular pursuits.  I don’t think that I wanted to become too openly associated with psychic stuff.  I wasn’t sure how that might affect my ability to get a job, write a serious book or run for office… whatever.

Karen started to do tarot card readings that were frighteningly accurate.  She became consumed with this activity and was booted off the crew team because she was missing practice.  I didn’t see her for a while. 

Sam put up signs in the student union and started a psychic research club by himself.

I continued to study foreign languages, psychology, chemistry, and other boring things.

The next time I saw Karen, she didn’t want to talk about chi or tarot or anything like that.  She was going back to the Catholic church.  She told me that she had been trapped in her room by a demon for three days.  She had been in a kind of hypnotic state with a demon blocking her way to her door.  What saved her was a knock on her door the by the Jehovah’s Witness.  They told her that they knew that she was being tormented and that they had come to save her.  She would never mess with the ‘occult’ again. I have always suspected that her vision had something to do with her Dominican upbringing.  A lot of guilt came along with her abilities and I think that it manifested in distorted perceptions.

Sam, an agnostic, was having great success with his psychic research club.  About 30 people showed up to the first meeting.  He told me they came up with exercises and experiments.  I didn’t participate.  I was still consumed with the homework and juggling a couple of boyfriends.  One day after class he told me he had been experimenting with time travel.  He was absolutely sure it was possible.  He told me that it had something to do with meditating yourself into a different space and having confidence…belief, more than that, knowing.  He was going to give it a full out try and just wanted to let me know.

I never saw Sam again.  He didn’t come back to class.  By the time I realized that he really wasn’t coming back, the instructor couldn’t remember who I was talking about.  There were no signs for his psychic research club in the student union anymore, and when I knocked on his apartment door, someone else lived there.

Another odd thing is that I can remember Karen’s last name very well, but I can’t remember Sam’s.  I think that maybe I never knew what it was, but that seems so unlikely.

I have no intention of telling this story myself because it is entirely too weird.  But it might make a good tale for a writer who wants to piece it together, maybe a fiction.

That year was a really interesting time for me, lots of OBEs and high energy.  I haven’t really ever achieved that state again.
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So if Sam went time traveling, did traces of him disappear? Were the memories of the people who knew him altered?

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The Power of Metaphor

Posted on December 5, 2010 by Trish and Rob

On November 26, President Obama received 12 stitches to his upper lip after being elbowed in the mouth during a basketball game. At the time, we figure there was a synchro in this episode. The Republicans had just taken back Congress and Obama was perhaps trying to keep a “stiff upper lip” about it. But that didn’t seem quite good enough to write up. Then this morning, there was an excellent opinion piece in our newpaper written by Margaret Carlson, a columnist for Bloomberg News that really pegged the synchro – and the power of metaphor.

The headline? Bruised Obama still unaware that he’s in a fight. Republicans, says Carlson, are “wilier” than Obama. Just a day after the big bipartisan meeting at the White House, all 42 Republican senators pledged in a letter to block all legislation until the president and Congress agree to extend tax cuts for everyone – including the wealthiest 2 percent of Americans. In other words, nothing is going to get done. Nothing, zip, nada. Meanwhile, unemployment benefits have expired for 4 million people – Merry Christmas! – and the repeal of Don’t Ask Don’t Tell and immigration legislation  languish in congressional limbo.

“His recent busted lip, the result of a sharp elbow on the basketball court, seemed an apt status report on his presidency,” wrote Carlson.

OK, so she doesn’t call it a synchro, but it sure looks like one to us.

The entire piece is here.

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More Phoenix and Spirit Contact

Posted on December 3, 2010 by Trish and Rob




We’ve done two posts on the phoenix recently. The first was on the Republican win in Congress, the way the party rose from the ashes. The second post was about the numbers of hits we’ve been getting where the search term is phoenix or phoenix picture. Rob even posted a comment asking people who found our blog through this search term to let us know why they were searching for that word. That question still hasn’t been answered, but a couple of days ago, we received a moving comment by Bee, who lost her daughter two

years ago to a type of cancer that invades an area of the brain stem that controls basic vital function, such as breathing and heart beat.
Bee wrote that she has experienced  repeated appearances of the word – Phoenix – that seem related to her daughter.  Here’s her story.

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My daughter, Meghan, was diagnosed in 9/2007 with Diffuse Intrinsic Pontine Glioma, a malignant cancer of the pons of the brainstem. She died about 9 months later 7/2008, in Phoenix, Arizona. She was 13 years old. Since her passing, we have been blessed with MANY synchronicities.

In September 2010, I was in Barnes and Nobles and came across your book “The 7 Secrets of Synchronicity”, and quickly read through some of the events.  That same night, I googled your names and was led to this incredible blog. I would have been happy to remain a silent reader, but your “Phoenix” entry electrified me. I have been away a couple of weeks, and just read the “Phoenix” entry late last night, and debated today whether I should write about my “Phoenix” synchros.

On 08/04/2010, the word Phoenix appeared 7 times to me between 9:45am and 1:04 pm. At the seventh appearance, I started to cry because I felt something elusive was being communicated to me.

Phoenix, Arizona is where Meghan died. Phoenix is the bird that symbolizes rebirth from death in many cultural mythologies. I wrote in my personal journal, “OK, I know this is not a coincidence. I’m paying attention. Phoenix. PHOENIX. Just thinking about this word is making me tear up again. God is speaking to my heart. And always Meghan. Birth, Death, Re-birth. Phoenix. THE PHOENIX. It will resonate again, I’m sure.”

The next day, I was at my EFT therapist. I said, “By the way, I wrote in my journal yesterday that the word Phoenix has appeared 7 times to me within 4 hours. I printed it out to show you, but forgot it at home”. He looked at me with a glint in his eyes and said, “My dog is named Phoenix”.

Since then, Phoenix has appeared to me at least once a day in many forms. “Joaquin Phoenix”; banner ads for the “University of Phoenix”; in the form of a movie, “Flight of the Phoenix”; in the form of a newspaper, “Boston Phoenix,” when we were in Marlborough, Massachusetts. However, it will not appear if I purposefully go on the lookout for it.

One day I set out to find it, but it didn’t show up and I finally gave up on it and took my shower. My husband was watching Seinfeld on TV and George Costanza said, “Phoenix”, just as I was getting in bed at 11:58 pm. I said, “Thank you Meghan”, and went to sleep with a smile on my face.

On 10/13/2010, at Camp Esperanza, 33 Chilean miners were carried up from the depths of the earth by a capsule named “Phoenix”. On that same day, I had the honor of being a sponsor to Meghan’s best friend, Christa, as she received the sacrament of confirmation. With my right hand on her right shoulder, I proudly gave the bishop Christa’s confirmation name, Meghan.

On 10/19/2010, we attended the 2nd annual Cristian Rivera Foundation Gala. On the drive into NYC, we passed a New Jersey car advertising “Phoenix Diversified Holdings”. The Gala was very well attended, practically standing room only. John Rivera was happy to see us there, supporting him. Highlight of the night came when John Rivera presented Dr. Mark Souweidane with a check specifically for Pontine Glioma.

And of course, leaving the city, on 34th street, we passed a store, Phoenix Scaffolding …
B
(proud mother of DIPG angel Meghan)


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Cheney, Assange, and Global Synchros

Posted on December 3, 2010 by Trish and Rob
In case you haven’t watched the news lately, Julian Assange of Wikileaks is responsible for the release of 250,000 U.S. diplomatic cables. Among those cables are many truly disturbing details about how politics really works in diplomatic circles. But the detail I found most troubling is that the Obama administration worked closely with Republicans to convince Spain’s courts to drop their investigation of war crimes in the Bush administration – i.e. torture. Remember water boarding?  Remember how Bush’s counsel John Yoo said that water boarding was just fine and legal even though it went against the Geneva Convention? Water boarding makes you feel as though you’re drowning. We prosecuted Nazi war criminals for this form of torture. So Spain dropped their investigation. Putting pressure on foreign courts – threatening a foreign court to do it our way – is against the law.
Now here’s the interesting twist and a global synchro. Nigeria, with whom we have an extradition treaty, is about to charge ex-VP Cheney in connection with a bribery scandal in that country. The case allegedly involves a cash for contract deal that Halliburton was involved in when Cheney was its chief executive officer. Nigeria would issue this warrant through Interpol. At the same time, the Department of Justice plans to enlist the aid of Interpol in finding Assange and having him extradited to the U.S.
So how is this going to work, exactly? Will the Obama administration ignore Interpol’s request to extradite Cheney, but urge them to arrest Assange? Hello? What’s wrong with this picture?
What happened to that soaring rhetoric we heard during the presidential campaign about how terrible and horrifying torture is? What about  that soaring rhetoric about closing Gitmo? About never making health insurance mandatory? About getting out of Iraq? What happened to all those other promises Obama made that have turned out to be just cheap talk?
The fact that the Obama administration feels compelled to protect men who condoned torture, a fact that Bush admitted in his book, ended my love affair with him and his soaring rhetoric. Personally, I hope that
Assange keeps leaking his documents. It’s one way to make transparency in government a reality, rather than a phony pledge. 
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