Synchronicity

[Mark (Star Mariner)]

This most interesting thread was worth one.

[Le Chat]

Here's something that happened to me today, that most people would say was "just a coincidence"
But how else to explain this....?

Whilst out walking this morning, a song popped into my head for no apparent reason. I was out in the countryside so nowhere near a radio playing or other source of music that could be drifting unnoticed from a house with an open window.

It was a fairly obscure song from 1969 by Clodagh Rodgers and it kept playing on loop in my head. I never even questioned why that song was in my head, and soon forgot about it as the morning went on.

On returning home, I logged on to my PC, went to youtube to watch PMQs and lo and behold there in my recommendations was a thumbnail of Clodagh Rodgers with that very song!

Surely this is more than a coincidence?

[Ricker]

Wish I had a dollar every time that happened to me :-)

[jaybee]

Posted by Le Chat (here)
Surely this is more than a coincidence?

It has to be...

If you had a Smart Phone with you I would guess that 'it' read your mind as the song repeated in a loop in your head - then that info triggered the Recommendation.....?

I just looked up the song .... Clodagh Rogers was a name I remembered from the past but hadn't heard for a LONG time...how that song got into your head in the first place is another part of the mystery...was it randomly plucked out of your memory (by way of association or stimulation) or picked up from 'somewhere'....like a radio station?

thanks for sharing what happened....

[Le Chat]

There were no obvious associations nor stimulations that triggered the song. And I never even questioned why it should start playing in my head.
I won't lose any sleep trying to work out why it happened, but it certainly is curious if nothing else....

[Le Chat]

Posted by Ricker (here)
Wish I had a dollar every time that happened to me :-)

Really?

And what do you put it down to?

[Bill Ryan]

Posted by Le Chat (here)

Posted by Ricker (here)
Wish I had a dollar every time that happened to me :-)

Really?

And what do you put it down to?

The Roots of Coincidence (Arthur Koestler)

https://avalonlibrary.net/ebooks/Art...oincidence.pdf

[HopSan]

Just after my wife had died, a year ago,

I noticed that a musical group had released a song that described almost exactly my real-life experience.
At first I was almost scared, it was so exact, as if they had followed me.
But this helped, just when I needed, as a hint from Higher Powers.

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=1-dYNAmvbuc

[Kryztian]

I think we can consider "synchronicities" as paranormal events. Strangely, when ever I experience one, it is almost centered around a paranormal topic.

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Several years ago I had read that in Edgar Cayce's psychic readings, his "source" whom he channeled had said somethings positive or hopeful about Adolf Hitler. That would have been in the early 1930s, before Kristallnacht and the outbreak of war, when Hitler was seen more positively in the U.S. I wanted to know more about this, and thought perhaps that I read this in the excellent biography by Sydney Kirkpatrick but wasn't able to find it that book. Then, I went to a lecture at a library about Cayce's health readings and afterwards talked to the speaker about the Hitler subject. He was interested in the topic too and told me to email him and he would locate it in a database of Cayce's readings he had access to. Alas, I lost his email address and never got to contacting him and eventually, I forgot all about the subject.

Around 2021 I was doing genealogical research - a good hobby to kill time during the quarantine. Most of the research was done through databases like ancestry.com, but if I had a name that seemed unique, I would drop it into google.com to see if anything came up. I added a two people to my database named Fritz and Elsie Kortenbeutel - they were not my ancestors but related somehow to one of my cousins. Their names seemed unusual enough so I did the google search on them and found that they attended a psychic reading of Casey on Staten Island in 1933. Casey did thousands and thousands of readings in his life, and they have all been meticulously recorded, but, as it turned out, this was exactly the reading I had been looking for, where Casey addressed the subject of Hitler at length.

Here's a link to the text of the reading:
https://archive.edgarcayce.ch/Reading%203976-0013.html

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Until I was 48 years old, I had absolutely no interest in UFOs and little respect for the subject. Like most Americans, I would only see the topic mentioned when I was in the check out line at the supermarket on the cover of "The National Enquirer" and "The Weekly World News" (An aside here, both of these publications were owned by Generoso Pope Jr., who had worked in the CIA's psychological warfare unit - what a great subtle way to get Americans to subconsciously associate the UFO topic with American trash culture!)

In August 2009, I ended up watching a 45-minute German documentary on Youtube called "New Swirled Order" (long story short, there were synchronicities that got me to watch a video on a topic I would have otherwise avoided) which ended up being about crop circles. The video was quite clever in that it didn't not attempt to give an explanation for the phenomena until the very end, so, as I watched, I kept wracking my brain for an explanation for the phenomena asking "Is this a natural phenomenon? Is this a man made phenomenon? Is this a hoax? What else could it be? Is it ... is it ... is it ... (feeling of dread about saying the word) ... is it ... ALIENS?" And so the next three weeks, I started researching and taking seriously a subject I had ridiculed all my life.

Three weeks later, on September 19, 2009 in the evening, I drove home from the supermarket with a car full of groceries. I started to think, obsessively and wildly, about the subject of other intelligence in the universe, and how it would it choose to communicate with us. My brain was really racing with circular thoughts. As I pulled into my drive way, I told myself it is time to get a grip and stop thinking about "nonsense" and focus on more practical things, like getting the groceries into the kitchen. As I got out of the car, I noticed something in the sky: an elliptical light, with beams of light streaming down from it. At first I thought it was a large spotlight hanging from a helicopter. (Like a spotlight that you see from the side, you wouldn't see the light source, just the light that came through a round opening, which appeared elliptical, because you were seeing it from an angle). But a helicopter made noise and this was completely silent. And helicopters do shake a bit but this object was perfectly still, just floating there like the moon or a start .) I stared at it for about 60 seconds and then in an instant, it vanished, as if someone flipped a switch.

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Fireballs are very large comets that burn up in the atmosphere, lighting up the sky, and often with different colors. They are very rare occurrences, are only visible for about a second and meteorologists, who spend many hours looking up at the sky would say they are something that ones sees once in a lifetime. Between 2014 and 2019 on three separate instance, I saw a magnificent fireball. In each instance I wasn't looking at the sky, my gaze just happened to pass by the right place at the right time and see an amazing flash of light.

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I've had several experiences in life when I was eight and one incident when I was twenty-five that I refer to as "MK-ULTRA". I met two other individuals in my life who also told me their own MK-ULTRA stories, and one of them, nearly died from it. (My own incidents, by comparison, were pretty light weight.) Those of us who have had these experiences rarely talk about them (unless we know we have an audience, like here on Project Avalon) and how I met these individuals and how I got to talking about them is a story too long to tell here, but there was much synchronicity involved.

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Saving the weirdest story for last.

For many years I worked in an old factory building. There was some talk about the building being haunted, especially in the "shipping department" which I thought was quite amusing lore. I enjoyed listening to these stories, but I thought the people telling them were a tad bit "woo", just as some reading this story now might think I am a bit woo (so I hope you are getting good entertainment value at my expense ) Over the years, I had a few outsiders in the building and they said they "had a feeling" about the building, and when I took them to the shipping department, that feeling got especially strong. And so, I thought, perhaps there was something to the ghost stories, that there was really something there that explained what they were noticing.

Years later, when the building was used little and the shipping department was closed down, I responded to a police call at 3 am that there had been a burglary in the building. Nothing had been stolen, but we figured out how the burglar(s) entered through a window that had been left open off our loading dock. A week later, I discovered a shopping bag in the shipping department. Inside was a Parker Brother's Ouija board, a candle, a BIC lighter, some rosary beads and a bottle of Holy Water. "How the heck did that get here?" thought I. There was an employee with a key to the building, Ricardo, who had done some ghost hunting in the building. I suspected him and confronted him. He denied that he did, said he was a good Catholic and would never use a Ouija board, and I absolutely believed him and we then concluded that the ouija board was left there by the people who broke into the building the week before.

Ricardo had several daughters and had paranormal issues (hauntings in his home) although the daughters didn't necessary believe him. Not sure if they thought he was a little "woo" or not, but he did not tell them about ouija board.

A few months later, Ricardo came to see me to tell me a story. His face looked ashen and dazed as he told it. One of his daughters went to a Chinese buffet restaurant, about five miles from the building. She was eavesdropping on a "weird looking guy" seated at the next table tell a story. He talked about breaking into a building at 3 am. He found an unlocked window off the loading dock and got in. The rest of his story matched the layout of my building and the list of objects I found in the shopping bag. He said that he really missed his ouija board. The daughter eventually got around to telling the story to her father and didn't understand why he was so shocked by it because she didn't know about his experience.

Ricardo and I were both left with this dark, empty feeling after this story. What are the odds that the person breaking in would tell the story in earshot of a woman who would carry the information back to us. There was clearly some intelligent force around us that wanted our attention, but what the heck was it trying to say and what did it want? And what was it? The experience left me with a great story to tell at cocktail parties (although I've only told this a few times) but I have to ask if that was worth the creepy feeling it left me with. I really didn't want to experience another synchronicity like that again.

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=yzv-BoPIzOw

And the only synchronicity since then has been the first one I wrote about here, about Edgar Cayce, and when that happened I heartily laughed. I telepathically said to the synchronicity producing phenomenon: "There you go again!" At least that experience yielded me some useful information.