Hi Makera
Many thanks for this reply. I haven't had time to assimilate it all but will give it more time than I have now and formulate a response.
I much appreciate the time you took to post this.
Any other observations always welcome.
Only had one synchronicity today.... I seem to be in the middle of a phase.
Pete
Synchronicity
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It was thirty years ago. I was talking to a lady colleague in work. We got on to the subject of death. She told me that her mother had collapsed several years before and although her heart had stopped, the medical people got her heart beating again. After that, the mother always said that she was obviously not intended to be 'taken' so early in her life and had been sent back to enjoy more years on this Earth. It was a family 'tale' which lasted for many years. Eventually, my colleagues mother did die.
At the end of my working day, I was alone in my office. I was writing up the court calendar lists for the following day. I was writing that date at the top of the list. But, each time I wrote the following day's date, it appeared as a different date. Each time I tried to write it, it kept coming on the page as this other date. I was quite scared. I went and made a cup of tea and sat down for a while. After drinking my tea I returned to the lists and succeeded in writing the correct date. I went home shaken (but not stirred
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The following morning I mentioned this strange experience to my colleagues. The lady who I mentioned earlier, asked me what date it was that kept appearing on the page. I told her.
"That's the date my mum died," she said.
We looked at one another and nodded. Her mother had been correct. She had been taken too early on the first time she collapsed and the previous evening she had confirmed to the two of us that she had been taken on the correct date.
This is a true story, which no longer gives me shivers up and down my spine.
At the end of my working day, I was alone in my office. I was writing up the court calendar lists for the following day. I was writing that date at the top of the list. But, each time I wrote the following day's date, it appeared as a different date. Each time I tried to write it, it kept coming on the page as this other date. I was quite scared. I went and made a cup of tea and sat down for a while. After drinking my tea I returned to the lists and succeeded in writing the correct date. I went home shaken (but not stirred
)The following morning I mentioned this strange experience to my colleagues. The lady who I mentioned earlier, asked me what date it was that kept appearing on the page. I told her.
"That's the date my mum died," she said.
We looked at one another and nodded. Her mother had been correct. She had been taken too early on the first time she collapsed and the previous evening she had confirmed to the two of us that she had been taken on the correct date.
This is a true story, which no longer gives me shivers up and down my spine.
"Bipolar is a roller-coaster ride without a seat belt. One day you're flying with the fireworks; for the next month you're being scraped off the trolley" I said that.
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I was the only recipient of the date. The message would carry more weight if passed through a third person who is totally disinterested in the situation. I was not involved apart from being the cipher, which would lend credence to the message. Good G-d, I've just opened my dictionary to check my spelling for cipher and the page opened at credence as the top word!!!!!!! Not only that but the 'credence' it refers to is a small table which holds the elements of the Eucharist. 
Now I am shivering!
Now I am shivering!
"Bipolar is a roller-coaster ride without a seat belt. One day you're flying with the fireworks; for the next month you're being scraped off the trolley" I said that.
Thanks for clarifying, Byron. Seeing how it could be both ways, wondered which it really was. 
~ I love your dictionary happening. That happens to me, too. I love it. The other day, at work, hurried and all, I had to find the paper registration for someone, to determine whether to input it into the computer. I went to the file under the letter of their last name [probably 150+ single sheets of paper in it], took it out of the file cabinet, and opened to the file, somewhere in the middle. The one and only sheet I was looking at was theirs. Not dramatic in terms of the important things in my life, yet notable and time-saving 
. I removed it and went on my way .
You're absolutely right that the third, "disinterested" party is the confirmer and validation. Can't think of the typical Christian word for this right now
, but I'm sure you know it, and it will come to me. That date-writing is very chilling, and rather like what we hear about as "automatic writing."
~ Lizzytysh
~ I love your dictionary happening. That happens to me, too. I love it. The other day, at work, hurried and all, I had to find the paper registration for someone, to determine whether to input it into the computer. I went to the file under the letter of their last name [probably 150+ single sheets of paper in it], took it out of the file cabinet, and opened to the file, somewhere in the middle. The one and only sheet I was looking at was theirs. Not dramatic in terms of the important things in my life, yet notable and time-saving . I removed it and went on my way .You're absolutely right that the third, "disinterested" party is the confirmer and validation. Can't think of the typical Christian word for this right now
, but I'm sure you know it, and it will come to me. That date-writing is very chilling, and rather like what we hear about as "automatic writing."~ Lizzytysh
Dubbed
Hi (Byron)Albert~
There, you see? One who understands and appreciates puns and double ententes (plus a double entendre or two ) always gets a bonus prize surprise! 
As the chosen 'cipher' then, you are better able to 'decipher' and 'encipher' when the need arises now. Your 'letter of credence' was delivered. QED
All you have to remember is: the keys and cues are always in the puns; the clues are in the cracks and flaws. (Think like Spike)
~Makera
There, you see? One who understands and appreciates puns and double ententes (plus a double entendre or two
) always gets a bonus prize surprise! As the chosen 'cipher' then, you are better able to 'decipher' and 'encipher' when the need arises now. Your 'letter of credence' was delivered. QED
All you have to remember is: the keys and cues are always in the puns; the clues are in the cracks and flaws. (Think like Spike)
~Makera
Talking about opening pages.
My wife bought an old book about Derbyshire from the bookshop the other day (for that is where one buys books!!) and she passed it to me to show me her find. She started to tell me a particular fact that had caught her eye regarding a historic medieval mansion nearby. As she spoke I opened the book (containing many pages if I may say so) and happened to glance at a sentence on the page referring to the very same fact as she was relating it.
Well, feather and knocking over come to mind
I'm still pondering all of this and taking on board all contributions.
maybe out of all the words uttered and all the occurences happening there are millions of times when they dont coincide and there are an extremely small number of times when they do. We notice these but not the others and some people notice them more, probably due to an ability to hear peripheral sounds better.
I'm trying to be logical here. Have I developed, over many years of teaching, an ability to listen to other conversations whilst concentrating on other tasks or looking in other directions? One has to be alert in the classroom.
It might explain the sychronisation of words but it does not explain the itchy nose or other accounts mentioned in this thread by others.
The jury is still out.
Pete
My wife bought an old book about Derbyshire from the bookshop the other day (for that is where one buys books!!) and she passed it to me to show me her find. She started to tell me a particular fact that had caught her eye regarding a historic medieval mansion nearby. As she spoke I opened the book (containing many pages if I may say so) and happened to glance at a sentence on the page referring to the very same fact as she was relating it.
Well, feather and knocking over come to mind
I'm still pondering all of this and taking on board all contributions.
maybe out of all the words uttered and all the occurences happening there are millions of times when they dont coincide and there are an extremely small number of times when they do. We notice these but not the others and some people notice them more, probably due to an ability to hear peripheral sounds better.
I'm trying to be logical here. Have I developed, over many years of teaching, an ability to listen to other conversations whilst concentrating on other tasks or looking in other directions? One has to be alert in the classroom.
It might explain the sychronisation of words but it does not explain the itchy nose or other accounts mentioned in this thread by others.
The jury is still out.
Pete
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Pete, teaching and listening may be the reason for your skill. However, like a large proportion of the population, you live a life of ease with the lady of your choice. Perhaps, maybe, your skill has developed over many years of watching Top Of The Pops/ Pan's People/ The FA Cup Finals, whilst listening attentively to the current price of Cyprus New Potatoes/ the colour of the curtains in Number 42 Sebastopol Terrace/ The ingrowing toenail of great aunt Euphemia etc., etc.,
I now await the 12 feet long silver tipped lance of revenge which is surely even now speeding to that spot between my shoulder blades.
I now await the 12 feet long silver tipped lance of revenge which is surely even now speeding to that spot between my shoulder blades.
"Bipolar is a roller-coaster ride without a seat belt. One day you're flying with the fireworks; for the next month you're being scraped off the trolley" I said that.
Pete ~
All I can say is that I would be as amazed as you are, and it appears that you a conductor [not the musical variety ], as well as recipient. You are receptive, aware, and appreciative, which I believe enhances your being used in this fashion. My only suggestion would be to not try to minimize these occurrences.
~ Elizabeth
All I can say is that I would be as amazed as you are, and it appears that you a conductor [not the musical variety
], as well as recipient. You are receptive, aware, and appreciative, which I believe enhances your being used in this fashion. My only suggestion would be to not try to minimize these occurrences.~ Elizabeth
Tony ~
Are we suggesting Leonard is getting forgetful? I won't use that gawdawful term! Or that Leonard is the [forgotten] key to your wife's heart ? Or that Leonard used to sell magazines door-to-door? Or that you were Leonard's wife in a previous lifetime, and Eureka!, you've at last unlocked the mystery, your wife the vehicle? Or if you listen to Leonard, you'll have the key to unlock any and all doors? Or that, you've been listening to Leonard so much, your wife is starting to look like him? Or, you're still looking for the key to synchronicity in your life, which you forgot long ago? Or, you soooo want to say something about synchronicity, but you just can't find the key to unlook that door? Or, that synchronicity is also knocking at your door, but you can't find the key to let it in? Or, that you're sick and tired of watching people talk about synchronicity ? Or, that you're sick and tired of my guessing what you meant ?
~ Lizzytysh
Are we suggesting Leonard is getting forgetful? I won't use that gawdawful term! Or that Leonard is the [forgotten] key to your wife's heart
? Or that Leonard used to sell magazines door-to-door? Or that you were Leonard's wife in a previous lifetime, and Eureka!, you've at last unlocked the mystery, your wife the vehicle? Or if you listen to Leonard, you'll have the key to unlock any and all doors? Or that, you've been listening to Leonard so much, your wife is starting to look like him? Or, you're still looking for the key to synchronicity in your life, which you forgot long ago? Or, you soooo want to say something about synchronicity, but you just can't find the key to unlook that door? Or, that synchronicity is also knocking at your door, but you can't find the key to let it in? Or, that you're sick and tired of watching people talk about synchronicity ? Or, that you're sick and tired of my guessing what you meant ? ~ Lizzytysh
Yes...Lizzytysh, you like that one because you are romantic....
I want to add something about the birds....I have always been interested in the birds flying, but I do not know how to understand what they mean. I have not been able to tell exactly what I feel but I have felt that it has a meaning because I stop doing whatever I am doing when they enter my garden and I cannot help thinking in some person when I am watching them , they come different sizes from the little "colibrí" that suddenly appears and dissapears with its light and vibrating fly, sometimes other little beautiful yellow in the chest that come in couple and other bigger that appears alone.....
I want to add something about the birds....I have always been interested in the birds flying, but I do not know how to understand what they mean. I have not been able to tell exactly what I feel but I have felt that it has a meaning because I stop doing whatever I am doing when they enter my garden and I cannot help thinking in some person when I am watching them , they come different sizes from the little "colibrí" that suddenly appears and dissapears with its light and vibrating fly, sometimes other little beautiful yellow in the chest that come in couple and other bigger that appears alone.....
Yes, Sandra, I know what you mean. It's near impossible to ignore the flutter of a bird in a tree nearby. Even out of the corner of your eye, you'll see its motion, apart from the tree itself; yet, even if you can't immediately find it, you'll feel compelled to look until you do. Likewise, with the squawk or chirp of a bird, just hearing it isn't enough. You have to see where that sound came from. Knowing it's a bird isn't enough. You have to see the bird itself to feel satisfied!
All those "you"s should be "I"s, as I'm not meaning to speak for you, but it does sound like you understand. I've always been that way with birds. I can imagine what you're talking about, with their being in your garden. I have cats, so they primarily stick to the trees. I put out a couple feeders for them, high and apart from where the cats can get to them, however. Sitting or walking in a garden, and seeing birds on the ground there, would be soooo enjoyable.
Please, Sandra, restate "I cannot help thinking in some person" in some other words, so I can understand what you mean. Are you saying that you give them the same importance as if they were little people, and you look at them in that way, as you watch them?
If you could only see this movie that I'm talking about, you will see [and be amazed by] just how different from each other they are! They might as well be totally different beings, their looks, their habits, their body language, their expressions, their sounds, just all of it! Just from what you've said here, I know you would love the film as much as I did !
Maybe we're both natural-born birdwatchers, and just weren't aware that we should be wearing that label .
I have also, as has already been noted, read of the spiritual meaning of birds. In the American Indian culture, they are spirits, and spirits of great meaning. They truly do arrive during times of death, etc. Do you remember when Lightning talked about how the birds ~ who were never indoor birds ~ took up in the new, indoor, garden space constructed where the Twin Towers once stood? My feeling/belief was that they were the souls of the dead, returned in spirit, in the body form of the birds, remarkable in their atypical behaviour of staying indoors.
~ Elizabeth
All those "you"s should be "I"s, as I'm not meaning to speak for you, but it does sound like you understand. I've always been that way with birds. I can imagine what you're talking about, with their being in your garden. I have cats, so they primarily stick to the trees. I put out a couple feeders for them, high and apart from where the cats can get to them, however. Sitting or walking in a garden, and seeing birds on the ground there, would be soooo enjoyable.
Please, Sandra, restate "I cannot help thinking in some person" in some other words, so I can understand what you mean. Are you saying that you give them the same importance as if they were little people, and you look at them in that way, as you watch them?
If you could only see this movie that I'm talking about, you will see [and be amazed by] just how different from each other they are! They might as well be totally different beings, their looks, their habits, their body language, their expressions, their sounds, just all of it! Just from what you've said here, I know you would love the film as much as I did
!Maybe we're both natural-born birdwatchers, and just weren't aware that we should be wearing that label
.I have also, as has already been noted, read of the spiritual meaning of birds. In the American Indian culture, they are spirits, and spirits of great meaning. They truly do arrive during times of death, etc. Do you remember when Lightning talked about how the birds ~ who were never indoor birds ~ took up in the new, indoor, garden space constructed where the Twin Towers once stood? My feeling/belief was that they were the souls of the dead, returned in spirit, in the body form of the birds, remarkable in their atypical behaviour of staying indoors.
~ Elizabeth