It's been another one of those 24 hours. Guiding and being guided, when guidance was far from my mind.
Yesterday afternoon, I entered a new Ramsgate pub-theatre, "The Great Tree", to work on my laptop while my car was serviced. A poster on the wall said a psychic evening was on tomorrow. I mentioned my interest to Scheherazade, the hostess, saying I'd been co-presenter on a psychic TV show, 2 hours a day, 5 days a week. My role had been to explain, live on air, mystical or paranormal experiences of listeners that no-one else could answer.'
'Great,' Scheherazade said. 'Would you like to do a show here?' Minutes later, we'd agreed that on Saturday May 5th at 7pm I'd teach "How to See Auras." (£5 entrance, and £5 for a 3-course meal. Bargain! You're welcome!)
Was it co-incidence I went into that pub when I almost never drink?
Later, during the "Three Tenors" operatic concert, I felt a strong pull to leave. I apologised to John, the host. Outside my home, a friend waited. 'Allan, thank God you've come,' she said. 'We need your help. You're just in time.' My friend's family had arrived from out of town, bringing severe arguments and creating relationship problems. One hour later, I'd brought peace to the scene and the family. 'Thank God,' my friend said. 'If you hadn't come when you did, our family would have split up.'
'That's fine,' I said. 'I only walked out in the middle of the Three Tenors singing Ave Maria.'
Was it co-incidence I'd left that pub at that precise time?
BBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIINNNNNNNGGG. Emergency! In the night, the neighbours fire alarm sounded. I tugged on trousers and ran next door, to find no fire, just a boiling kettle. As we made tea. the wife held her arm. 'It's agony,' she said. 'Terrible pain from wrist to elbow. I can't even twist it a little bit.' She grimaced as she tried.
'Sounds like you're the emergency,' I said. 'I'll teach your husband how to heal it.' 10 minutes later, the arm was pain free, with full mobility. 'Boil the kettle in the hall again,' I said, 'the next time you need help!'
Was it co-incidence the fire alarm went off and I helped the neighbour's arm?
This morning Melanie knocked at the door. We'd met in the street by "co-incidence" before the Three Tenors. She'd looked stuck on her path, a damaged soul. 'My father died before I was born.' she said, 'I remember him telling me in the womb to be brave. I needed to be told that. It prepared me for being abused in childhood. And for when a boyfriend set fire to me. And when my next boyfriend was arrested for multiple rape.'
'Human tragedies are terrible,' I empathised. 'Maybe the soul has other lessons too?' Two hours later, I ended, 'Like the NIKE advert, "Just Do It!"'
'I swore last night I'd Just Do It, ' she exclaimed. 'But you've given me a different positive perspective for action. How did you know after we met yesterday, I'd read NIKE's "Just Do It" ad?'
Was it co-incidence we'd met in the street, and she'd read the NIKE ad?
Perhaps all "co-incidences" are real co-incidence.
But if they happen almost daily, sometimes like the above many times daily, is this more Carl Yung's theory of synchronicity?
A friend believes so. She suggested such synchronistic co-incidences are really mysteriously mystical emergencies. Some type of guidance from 'those above'. Regardless of what we are doing at the time, our main role is to let go, to follow, to take action, to "Just Do It" .
Yesterday afternoon, I entered a new Ramsgate pub-theatre, "The Great Tree", to work on my laptop while my car was serviced. A poster on the wall said a psychic evening was on tomorrow. I mentioned my interest to Scheherazade, the hostess, saying I'd been co-presenter on a psychic TV show, 2 hours a day, 5 days a week. My role had been to explain, live on air, mystical or paranormal experiences of listeners that no-one else could answer.'
'Great,' Scheherazade said. 'Would you like to do a show here?' Minutes later, we'd agreed that on Saturday May 5th at 7pm I'd teach "How to See Auras." (£5 entrance, and £5 for a 3-course meal. Bargain! You're welcome!)
Was it co-incidence I went into that pub when I almost never drink?
Later, during the "Three Tenors" operatic concert, I felt a strong pull to leave. I apologised to John, the host. Outside my home, a friend waited. 'Allan, thank God you've come,' she said. 'We need your help. You're just in time.' My friend's family had arrived from out of town, bringing severe arguments and creating relationship problems. One hour later, I'd brought peace to the scene and the family. 'Thank God,' my friend said. 'If you hadn't come when you did, our family would have split up.'
'That's fine,' I said. 'I only walked out in the middle of the Three Tenors singing Ave Maria.'
Was it co-incidence I'd left that pub at that precise time?
BBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIINNNNNNNGGG. Emergency! In the night, the neighbours fire alarm sounded. I tugged on trousers and ran next door, to find no fire, just a boiling kettle. As we made tea. the wife held her arm. 'It's agony,' she said. 'Terrible pain from wrist to elbow. I can't even twist it a little bit.' She grimaced as she tried.
'Sounds like you're the emergency,' I said. 'I'll teach your husband how to heal it.' 10 minutes later, the arm was pain free, with full mobility. 'Boil the kettle in the hall again,' I said, 'the next time you need help!'
Was it co-incidence the fire alarm went off and I helped the neighbour's arm?
This morning Melanie knocked at the door. We'd met in the street by "co-incidence" before the Three Tenors. She'd looked stuck on her path, a damaged soul. 'My father died before I was born.' she said, 'I remember him telling me in the womb to be brave. I needed to be told that. It prepared me for being abused in childhood. And for when a boyfriend set fire to me. And when my next boyfriend was arrested for multiple rape.'
'Human tragedies are terrible,' I empathised. 'Maybe the soul has other lessons too?' Two hours later, I ended, 'Like the NIKE advert, "Just Do It!"'
'I swore last night I'd Just Do It, ' she exclaimed. 'But you've given me a different positive perspective for action. How did you know after we met yesterday, I'd read NIKE's "Just Do It" ad?'
Was it co-incidence we'd met in the street, and she'd read the NIKE ad?
Perhaps all "co-incidences" are real co-incidence.
But if they happen almost daily, sometimes like the above many times daily, is this more Carl Yung's theory of synchronicity?
A friend believes so. She suggested such synchronistic co-incidences are really mysteriously mystical emergencies. Some type of guidance from 'those above'. Regardless of what we are doing at the time, our main role is to let go, to follow, to take action, to "Just Do It" .
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