Your Coincidences/Synchronisities etc....

[Goody]

The thread is as it is labelled....

Have you been apart of any bizarre incidents that involve situations/time/places/anything synching up?

I would love to know more.

& you can also talk about your friends/family or anybody else you've heard about that has been apart of this phenomenon....

Goody.

 

[MADMANMIKE]

..This is from my blog at the ArtZone..

Synchronisity.
Posted on Monday, July 3, 2006 at 09:26 MDT

..I first posted this on the Mysterious Universe Forums at SOHpodcast.com a couple of weeks ago.

..There is no such thing as coincidence. To believe there is such a thing as coincidence, one has to believe there is a lack of order in the universe. The Universe exists on order. Chaos is just a highly complex form of order, generally beyond our level of comprehension.

..My first big awakening to the order of things was when my grandfather died. Synchronisity has largely been filtered by my religious upbringing and manifests itself through my faith in God.

..Before the eyes glaze over let me say that I find organized religion flawed in that it limits how God is portrayed, often leaving believers and non believers alike thinking it promotes the image of a humanoid character with ultimate power sitting somewhere in Heaven making decisions about how things are and should be.

..In my mind God is the order of things. Manifesting in all things, physical and intangible, and as such the "plan" of God is more like a blue print of how things are than a set of events he wants to fall in place. Time is an illusion created by the human mind to better comprehend the universe. When will our minds be able to transcend time fully?

..But I digress, here's my first big realization of synchronisity.

..My older sister was dating a guy in college in another city, so we developed a cycle where we spent most of the year without a telephone as she ran the bill up calling her boyfriend until it was shut off and we went without.

..During one of these cycles my grandparents came to visit us before driving the old Santa Fe trail. They had just bought me a Letter Jacket that I'd been wanting for some time and had a nice visit. As they were leaving however I was thrown off when my Grandfather said goodbye to me. It had alway been "see you later" or "next time", never actually Goodbye. I tried without success to remember him ever saying that before as they rounded the corner and I went back in the house.

..The next day I was late getting home from school, and when I arrived I was met at the door by my older sister who had obviously been crying. She told me that my grandfather had been cleaning the car at a carwash somewhere in Kansas and had suffered a stroke. My parents had gone to Topeka to be with him and we were to call my aunt who would then have them call us back.

..We got in my 1972 Chrysler and drove down the street to the payphone, where my sister made the call. My car had come with an AM radio that never worked, so I carried a portable cassette deck stereo and as we waited for the return call I turned it on to avoid the silence.

..Although it was tuned to a pop radio station that usually interrupted the end of songs with station identification, it was dead air when I turned it on. As I reached for the tuner to find a new station the song "We Got to Pray" by MC Hammer came on. The song played all the way through and then was followed by some more dead air. As I turned it off the phone rang and it was my aunt.

..Since that time whenever I pray I can turn on the radio or television and the next thing I hear will be the answer to my prayers. My most recent realization of Synchronisity came from this.

..Last summer I was going to lose my route at work, which would cut my pay and force me to take the hardest route in the district or find a new job. My mother-in-law had moved in with us a couple of months earlier, I had two daughters and we lived in a two bedroom house. It felt like the world was closing in around me.

..As I sat on my truck at work I asked God for a sign that I wouldn't be alone with all these women for the rest of my life. I needed to know that some day I would have a son. I turned on the radio and it was an ad for the local Methodist Church.

.."Wait a minute God, we worked this out a long time ago. I talk to you, you give me signs, I don't go to church." As I went through the day I began to realize that if I didn't go to church because God gave me signs, and if the sign I got was telling me to go to church and I didn't, I was invalidating my excuse for not going to church. So I reluctantly decided to go to that church the next Sunday.

..The next day we found a five bedroom house with a partially finished basement, and bought it for about three quarters of it's value. The next day after that My boss's Boss came down to our area and told my my route would be left alone probably until next year. Not wanting to screw up a good thing and having forgotten about asking for a sign about a son, I decided I was definately going to go to church that Sunday.

..The time came and I went to church. They have an early morning service with less people, allowing me to avoid my nervousness in unfamiliar crowds. I was instantly recognized as someone new, introduced myself and said God told me to be there, then sat down while they went over the minutes from the previous week. Opening their bulletin, I saw that they printed the scripture for the service; it was from Genesis, where the the Spirit of The Lord comes to tell Abraham and Sarah they are going to have a son.

..I almost leapt up screaming Halelujah! That was it! Some day down the road when we decided to try again I would have my boy.

..Nope. When God tells you you're going to have a son, you're going to have a son.

..Thirty days later on the pill, we're pregnant.

..After another thirty days I had a vivid dream of a little boy with a smirk on his face walking up to me and handing me a piece of paper folded in half. As he walked away I opened it and read "My name is Samuel Dane Edward Leonard, and I'll be early."

Last Monday on June 5th (a full 3 weeks before the due date), Samuel Dane Edward Leonard was born at 4:00 PM, weighing 8lbs 3oz. My father couldn't get away from work to come down and be there, but my mother called him with the good news and he turned around and called his mother. She told him that her mother had given birth to a stillborn boy who they named Samuel.

..This takes me back to my Grandfather's funeral. I had always known I wanted to have many children when I was an adult, and often had the name Maggie pop into my head. It sounded perfect and I knew that if I had a daughter I should name her that.

..My grandfather was buried in the ancestral cemetary. My family has lived in Missouri since 1639 when it was still just known as Louisiana; After the ceremony I walked through the headstones looking at the names and discovered seven Maggie Leonard's who had died before the age of seven. I began to rethink my desire to name a little girl Maggie.

..When my wife and I decided to have children we started debating names and I knew that I wanted at least three children. I felt that I would have two daughters and at least one son, although my wife was reluctant to entertain the notion of giving birth more than twice, saying she'd only try three times if the first two were the same sex. Somehow I knew our first two would be girls, allowing me to have three kids and the last would be my son.

..My wife's father had died about six months before I met her, and his name was Charlie. So I insisted our first daughter be named Charley in his honor. Two years later when we were pregnant again, the name Maggie came back to me. Afraid of the past, we settled on Maeghan and just call her Maggie. And now I have my three.

..When Samuel is in school I hope to adopt him a couple of brothers to even the odds in the house.

..As I've said before, coincidence is such a limited view of how things work in the world...

-Mike >8]

 

[Goody]

I really enjoyed that post, thanks very much!

Also, your little piece on the mechanics of the universe & how it is built on order really captivated me...As a side note: I don't believe in coincidences at all, but I really had nothing else to label this thread so I just threw the term in.

I have had a few experiences which i'll post tomorrow morning when I wake up as I can't think of them at the moment.

Goody.

 

[neuromancer]

Gud thread Goody! I've had a few experiences as well, but not as interesting as Mike's for instance. I will post 'em tomorrow! It's similar to an experience once narrated by Dr. Jacques Vallee. but i am with u on not believing in coincidences!

 

[BrandonD]

Have you been apart of any bizarre incidents that involve situations/time/places/anything synching up?

Ok here's a cool but really silly one:

About 10 years ago my friend Travis and I went to this place downtown called Dave & Busters. It's like Chuck E Cheeses for adults, it has all these arcade games but with a bar and pool tables and stuff.

The way the payment system works there is very sly, you put money on this credit-card which turns the money into credits. Each game cost an arbitrary number of credits, so you sort of lose track of how much money you're spending.

Well that's just what happened to us, we spent all our money because we were having so much fun playing all the games. But the place didn't close for another hour and we wanted to keep playing... quite a dilemma indeed.

We noticed that when people had spent all the credits on their cards they just tossed them onto the floor, so we actually went around collecting all the cards we could find lying around to see if any of them had credits left on them! We found them lying between games and abandoned on the bar, and we must have collected about 30 or so. Surely one of these cards would have some credits and we could keep playing...

No luck. Every single one of them had insufficient credits. We stood there trying to figure out what to do, and then I had a wacky idea. I walked over near a group of 5 people standing around a table, and I thought to myself "You will leave a card filled with money on your table and walk away." I looked at them from a distance and kept repeating this phrase over and over.

I'm not sure how long I was standing there, but then all of a sudden the whole group got up and walked away. And lo and behold the only thing left on the table was a single card. I went over and grabbed it, and when I scanned it the screen told me it had $50 worth of credits on it!

So giving no thought whatsoever to the fact that this money didn't belong to us, we spent it all on games for the remainder of the night.

Now it could of course be a coincidence, but it's kind of a BIG coincidence. First of all, we literally scoured the place for cards and not one of them had any money on it. And then the one group of people whom I mentally order to "leave a card filled with money on the table and walk away" does exactly that.

But the weirdest thing is that people always associate psychic powers with "spiritual development" and all that, and this story is just about the most petty use of psychic powers you can get. Too bad I had to waste my skills at Dave & Busters.

 

[Goody]

Excellant-Fantastic tale!

 

[MADMANMIKE]

..Here's a new one. A few weeks ago I was hit with what at the time I thought was a stroke. I couldn't focus my left eye, my left arm was numb, my heart was racing and I could barely comprehend speech. After living in fear for a couple of weeks and getting tests done that showed I was in perfect health, I discovered that 5% of all Migraines manifest in this manner.

..So it was just a migraine, I can rest easy. Except that two weeks after the fact I discovered that at the exact moment that I thought I was having a stroke, one of my customers was dying of a stroke. That's number 37 in the past 14 months...

 

[the para-site news]

Mike, sounds like you have some major psychic sensitivities there.

I don't know if this is supposed to necessarily be a thread about psychic stuff but I'm chiming in anyways. My dad has a major mental illness. He also considers himself to be a reiki healer and a 'shaman' of sorts. When I was younger, particularly in high school, I was always very embarassed by these claims. We lived in a small town and I was always trying very hard to fit in. We were poor and as I stated I was young, so fitting in was very important for me. I hated the fact that people may have thought he was 'loony' or nuts. He would claim that he could control lightning, and that he'd see ghost lights (we lived in AZ) roaming the plains. I found this all very embarassing and disturbing.

I was also trying to escape myself in a way as I had this ability to know what someone would say, right before they said it. It would happen to me all the time, several times a day, and it got to be quite annoying. I lost the ability to focus on conversations and was always wondering when 'it' was going to happen. It would be like a tape recorder played a sentence really fast in my head, and then the person would say it.

Finally I got fed up with it and I know it sounds hokey but it's like I wished this ability away. In truth I'm sure it had to do with me learning to ignore this ability and 'turning it off'. All I wanted to do was be 'normal'.

Now that I'm older and dare I say wiser, I have accepted my father's illness and even his lifestyle. He is true to what he believes and I respect him for it. Our relationship is better...not great, but better. And now I have become very interested in the paranormal. I sometimes wish that those 'abilities' would come back to me. But then when it starts to happen, I change my mind.

 

[Raevenskye]

I can think of two things that happen to me regularly...picking up the phone to call someone, and they're already on the other end calling me, but the phone doesn't ring.....

the other is a link to a particular song...when I feel bad...stressed...hopeless...etc...I hear this song...on the radio...in stores...and lately...my computer has been randomly playing it

 

[valiens]

"To believe there is such a thing as coincidence, one has to believe there is a lack of order in the universe."

I don't see how that's true. Sometimes there are events that seem synchronous and sometimes they seem like chance. Why would some chance negate all order in the universe?

 

[Chuckleberryfinn]

"To believe there is such a thing as coincidence, one has to believe there is a lack of order in the universe."

I don't see how that's true. Sometimes there are events that seem synchronous and sometimes they seem like chance. Why would some chance negate all order in the universe?

"Chaos is just a highly complex form of order, generally beyond our level of comprehension."

This is also an absurd statement. Chaos is, by definition, the absence of all order. It's not "just a highly complex form of order."

And so on with a lot of that post.

 

[MotorCity]

I see 5/14, my birthday a lot as clock times (5:14), change back from store ($5.14), lottery numbers. One time I was watching the news and they said there was a news report of a burglary. when they said it happened at 5:14 p.m. I just laughed and said of course.

 

[MADMANMIKE]

"To believe there is such a thing as coincidence, one has to believe there is a lack of order in the universe."

I don't see how that's true. Sometimes there are events that seem synchronous and sometimes they seem like chance. Why would some chance negate all order in the universe?

.."Chance" doesn't negate all order in the universe, because it doesn't exist. "Chance", like "Chaos" are both just conceptual crutches for the unaware.

"Chaos is just a highly complex form of order, generally beyond our level of comprehension."

This is also an absurd statement. Chaos is, by definition, the absence of all order. It's not "just a highly complex form of order."

And so on with a lot of that post.

..Okay, then give me an example of Chaos, and I'll show you the order in it..

-Mike <8]

 

[Chuckleberryfinn]

MadmanMike,

Give you an example of chaos and you'll show me the order in it? I do not think you know the definition of chaos. I do not think you have thought about it at all.

Here is the definition as provided by dictionary.com

cha·os -noun 1. a state of utter confusion or disorder; a total lack of organization or order.

 

[heinlein99]

I think Mike is talking about Chaos Theory, where apparently random streams of information turn out to have an underlying pattern deep within.

Who knows? - thinks that seem totally chaotic and random to us might seem orderly if looked at in the right way.

An example would be heart attack victims - we all know of x person who died from a heart attack in his 40's despite being healthy, while person y who smoke and drank all his life finally kicked only due to old age. Looked at on a human level, this seems random and capricious. But if we pull far enough back, we see that the distribution of heart attacks in a society can be more or less predicted within a certain percentage - not who will get them, of course, but roughly how many will happen within a certain city or state, etc.

 

[MADMANMIKE]

MadmanMike,

Give you an example of chaos and you'll show me the order in it? I do not think you know the definition of chaos. I do not think you have thought about it at all.

Here is the definition as provided by dictionary.com

cha·os -noun 1. a state of utter confusion or disorder; a total lack of organization or order.

..I'm well aware of the definition of Chaos, and I'm telling you it's bunk (much as you are telling me what I've said is bunk). Rather than being judgmental and insulting, I choose to prove my view is correct.

..So again, give me an example of "chaos" and I'll show you the order in it...

 

[ArizonaWill]

Well, this might not be an example of chaos, but I'll give it a try.

One time when I was a kid about 13, living in a rather rough part of town, our teacher was suddenly called out of the classroom. She was gone a long time (turns out a death in the family). OK, the classroom became "chaos". Kids started throwing school books around, knocking chairs over, ripping down decorations. There was even a fist fight with girls screaming and people scattering in all directions of the room. At one point, a desk was sent flying through a closed window, breaking it and sending the desk and broken glass down 3 stories. Total pandemonium reigned, and the room was ramsacked, and some kids had black eyes and bloody noses, while one kid was humping a willing girl against the wall, with a few of his buddies waiting for their turn.

To the observer, this was chaos, but perhaps it was something else? I know that most of the kids were filled with rage and frustration in that place, and any outlet for violence was quickly utilized. Happily, no one back then had a gun or switchblade handy.

 

[Chuckleberryfinn]

I will say it again, truly chaotic states do not contain order. There is no point in giving you an example. The definition I have provided encompasses any and all examples of chaos that I could give. I do not see how this situation calls for an example to be provided. This is the end of the argument. Now is the time for you to admit that you are wrong.

The definition of chaos is bunk? That's a foolish thing to say. How can a definition be bunk? The word simply means the absence of all order -- the opposite of system. If you want to argue that true disorder exists only in the imagination, stop dancing around and just say it. Your obtuseness disgusts me.

 

[MADMANMIKE]

I will say it again, truly chaotic states do not contain order. There is no point in giving you an example. The definition I have provided encompasses any and all examples of chaos that I could give. I do not see how this situation calls for an example to be provided. This is the end of the argument. Now is the time for you to admit that you are wrong.

The definition of chaos is bunk? That's a foolish thing to say. How can a definition be bunk? The word simply means the absence of all order -- the opposite of system. If you want to argue that true disorder exists only in the imagination, stop dancing around and just say it. Your obtuseness disgusts me.

..Have you looked in a mirror lately? You are the one being obtuse (and obnoxious as well). Perhaps you are incapable of discussions outside of symantics.

..Chaos is bunk, the definition of the word is irrelevant to that fact. You don't provide an example of chaos because you cannot, it doesn't happen.

..I don't want to argue anything, you are the one throwing around insults and disdain.

..Chaos, happenstance, coincidence, chance, random, these are all terms used to give people license not to think, to remain ignorant. When these things come up as the answer to a question it's the equivalent of saying "Because".

..I hate to have to be the one to point out the obvious Chuckles, but nothing you have posted in this thread has been a contribution to the discussion. If you want to argue symantics and piss and moan about how you don't agree with something someone else has said, might I suggest RPG.net. That place is filled with Trolls eager to beat their chests and wave their meager genitalia around...

-Mike <8]

 

[MADMANMIKE]

Well, this might not be an example of chaos, but I'll give it a try.

..Actually, that's an example of something that is generally dismissed as "chaos", but as I said, it has an inherent order. Two girls with a beef to settle furthered their relationship. One girl with a desperate need for validation furthered her descent into self hatred. Some kid released quite a bit of negative energy throwing the desk out the window. And I'd wager a teacher in a toxic school environment probably was finally pushed to move on to greener pastures.

..This is a prime example of order so complex it seems to make no sense.

-Mike <8]