Synchronicities are quite fantastic . Let's have a synchronicity thread and share stories!
The French writer http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Émile_Deschamps
Do you mean like this?
A few days ago my family went for a sort-of long drive. They parked the car, my mother went to get groceries, my dad went to visit someone. My sister and I decided to just wait in the car.
I started humming "Jingle Bell Rock" while I was drawing and she said she couldn't get that song out of her head
Then right after I saw a woman cross the road, and then behind her, a supermarket and thinking why would they put that there when there is another supermarket on this side of the road. And then my sister said what I was thinking.
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I had an experience that might be considered a synchronicity the other week.
I'd just finished reading the thread on this very forum about voodoo dolls and ouija boards and, after thinking about it a little while, I came up with a conclusion that ouija boards are a way to access the unconscious part of our minds. A couple of days later I was watching a new episode of the tv quiz show "QI" and the topic of ouija boards came up, and one of the things they mentioned was how the boards have often been used as a way to access the unconscious part of our minds!
Years ago I had a job driving a Taxi in Boulder Colorado. Late one night my last fare took me to Longmont, a town about ten or twenty miles outside of Boulder. It was past midnight in the spring and after dropping my passenger I got onto the highway to return home. There I saw a young man hitch hiking. It was my habit as a cabbie to pick up hitch hikers and give them free rides in circumstances like this as I had done a lot of hitch hiking myself. The guy got into the cab, a Checker vehicle, and told me that he was on a journey to discover the places that his birth parents had lived in when he was conceived. He was taking a break from or had just graduated from college and was going to Boulder on the chance that he would meet up with his college pal. He and his story struck me as being true and touching so I offered him a place to crash for a couple of days at the duplex I rented with some fellows in town. I took him to my place, set him up in the living room and went back to drop off the cab.
The next day I sent him off to the University to try to find his friend who he believed was enrolled as a student there. At 2 pm I reported for duty at the Cab company, and set off to collect my first fare. A college aged guy and two college aged women hopped in downtown for a ride across town. As we started off the guy mentioned to the gals something about an old friend of his and said his name, I can't recall the context the name was mentioned in but it was the name of the guy I had picked up the night before. Astonished I repeated the name back to the passenger and told him he was at my house right now. I drove them to my place and sure enough my current passenger was the fellow my hitch hiker was looking for.
Years ago I had a job driving a Taxi in Boulder Colorado...