I knew my fiancé was having an affair. . .you know how we just know these things? Being who I am though, I required proof before confronting him and/or leaving him.

One day I thought I would be able to find the proof I needed. I found that he would be lunching the next day at a very nice restaurant in our town, called Equus. I decided that I would show up there and catch him in the act.

The next day I readied myself and left the house about a half hour after he did. I live in a very rural part of town and must take back, country roads to get to town. As I was driving toward town I noticed a shape coming down the road toward me. I slowed down and, as I got closer, noticed it was a horse, walking down the middle of the street. Yes, a horse. I pulled my car over to the side of the road and, as I did, a car coming the opposite direction did the same. Between the two of us we managed to turn the horse around, walk down the street and we stopped at the first farm we came to. Yes, she belonged to them and, apparently, it’s not the first time she got out.

By the time I had walked back to my car, and said goodbye to the gentleman helper, it was too late to do my sneak attack on my fiancé. Which was a good thing, as I later found out that he had joined a men’s club who lunches once a month at this particular restaurant. Had I shown up I would’ve not only humiliated him, but myself as well.

Isn’t it interesting though that what kept me from showing up at a restaurant named Equus (the genus of mammals that includes. . .you got it, the horse) was a horse? Ah, the universe, indeed, has a wonderful sense of humor!

1/4/02

Serena

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I picked out a card for Ryan a friend of mine. It had a sun on it with a quote by Helen Keller that said, "Keep your face to the sun and you cannot see the shadow". Before I got it sent off to her I received a card from her that had a sun on it with the same quote on it. She lives in WA. I live in NE. Jennifer Shelton

Jennifer

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MY DIVORCE WAS FINAL SEPTMEBER 11, 1998. A FRIEND OF MINE I'VE KNOWN SINCE I WAS SIX YEARS OLD WHOSE BIRTHDAY IS THE EXACT SAME DAY AS MINE GOT MARRIED FOR THE SECOND TIME ON SEPTMEBER 11, 1999!

KIM

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Mine's kinda morbid but...

I was on vacation in CA, and taking a nap in a hammock when I had a vivid dream consisting only of bright orange words flashing against a black background, reading; "Last chance, last chance, Danny-boy's last dance." When I woke, I immediately called my friend Danny's house, only to find that he was in the hospital, recovering from a nasty car accident. He was always a reckless driver and I was always getting on him for "dancing with danger." At seventeen, he'd already been involved in several accidents. Less than a year later he had his next accident, and his last.

Jenny

Double synchro!

I just stumbled onto this page today and as soon as I saw the post box, typed in the first event that came to mind about My late friend Danny Adams. Only after I finished posting, did I scroll down to find the name of the person who created this page; Dani Adams. Freaky.

Jenny

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I live in Fort Collins, Colorado and when the nmew US West Telephone Directory (December of 1999)came out the listing for Clinton Blauer Jr. (mine) had the following information. #############. The name which followed mine in the directory was for one Patsy who lived at #########. Not only does Patsy have the same house number as I do (2207), when you reverse the last four digits of her telephone number your get the numbers 4375 which coincides with four consecutive numbers in my telephone number #######. Coincidences involve seeing patterns in names and numbers. Furthermore I have two additional acquaintances who have the same house number (2207) as mine. If you want to see what the odds might be of two consecutive names in the telephone book having the same house number or identiacal four digits in their telephone nuumber try to find such repetitions in your own telephone book and let me know if you find any. How many friends to you have that have the same house number as you?

Dated Feb 27, 2000

Clinton

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I don't know if this qualifies as synchronicity as much as being tuned into your soul mate but here's my story. When my husband was ill with cancer, I stayed by his side and could not leave. My son and his closest friend both flew down to be with us within a day of each other. Finally, my friend got me to take a ride with her to the store and then have a bit to eat. I called when we first got to the restaurant and we had a glass of wine while waiting for our table. When the hostess showed us to our table, I got this feeling that I needed to call home. Jane said, "But you only called 10 minutes ago. I'm sure he's fine." But it was as if someone was tugging at me so, naturally, I did. I knew as soon as Scott answered the phone that my husband had passed away. It had been only a matter of minutes, Scott said, and my calling at that moment was practically psychic. I felt then and as I still do today that as Joe passed from this world into the next, he was contacting me; it was his time and he could not leave while I was with him because I was not ready to lose him so he left when he felt it was time. He knew I had the support of loved ones and that I would be ok in the end. I felt it in my very being. The moment I called home was the moment he died. From that day on, I became confident that there truly are meaningful coincidences and we know more than we think we know, particularly when we are truly connected to another human being.

Carol

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Last saturday (April 15th 2000)I had an appointment with a lady at the Psychosynthesis centre. Before I left, I had a phonecall from a friend who told me that he needed to talk to someone because his 'soon to be ex wife' was moving out. We talked for a while about how much he dislikes moving until I had to leave for my appointment - he said he would ring me later.

I arrived for my appointment...the house where the lady operates from is being renovated...she is due to move into the house any day - she tells me she dislikes moving.

After returning home, my brother phones from interstate....with news that he has been able to arrange to use his frequent flier points for my son's upcoming visit with his Grandmother. When I thank him for allowing my son to use his points he says he has gotten to the point where he has flown too often - that he hates moving all the time and that is why he hasn't used the points himself.

My girlfriend phones and says that her sister (who is staying with her temporarily) is out looking for a house of her own to move into.

Strange coincidences or not? I have moved house some 42 times in my life...I do moving house very well.

What meaning can be given to all these contacts? Only that I am renting and the lease is up for renewal...and I too am considering moving one more time. Are these signs that I should move, or that I should not???? I have no answer.....yet! I await further synchronicities.

Sue

Story of synchronicity 2.

I woke from sleep with a strong urge to phone my brother (Alan) and tell him to contact Paul (a friend of mine) re work. At the time Alan (a computer programmer) was between jobs and Paul (also a computer programmer) had mentioned that his company was having trouble finding staff. I managed to contact my brother who said that it was lucky I hadn't tried to phone earlier - he had just come in from completing a fun run. I explained that I had a possible work contact for him...when I gave him Paul's surname, he made a comment about my friend being of German descent...just like our family. He asked how long I had known him. I said 16 years, that Paul reminded me in many ways of Alan...both lived in Perth, both trained in computer programming at the same university around the same time, both have similar personalities, both recently separated from their wives and both had been regular visitors to my home when I lived in Western Australia...but the had never met. My brother took down the contact details and then said he couldn't talk for much longer - our father had just arrived for a birthday lunch.

I hung up and decided I had better let Paul know that I had given my brother his contact details.

When I phoned Paul, he said that I was lucky to catch him - he had just come in from a fun run!!!!.I gave him my brothers name - Paul said he had known me for 16 years and this was the first time that he realized that I had German ancestry!!!! I explained about how similar he and Alan were...how similar their history and lives and we pondered on the meaning of it all for a while. Then Paul said he couldn't chat for long...his Father was due any minute for a birthday lunch!!!!

I have no explaination for the similarity in the flow of the two conversations.....but you can bet that I made certain that I phoned my father that night to say "happy birthday"!

Sue

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Unexplainable coincidences occur constantly, and is the nature of the universe. It is just that people who go through their lives with their eyes closed never notice them. My whole life has been coincidental and it would seem inane for me to post a story here. The fact that I exist and am visiting this web page is in itself a coincidence. The fact that you are reading my story connects us in a way which is inexplicable and significant beyond words. All things are connected, otherwise everything would fall apart.

Chuck

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My first is a simple synchronistic event - I was driving home from work, I had stopped at a junction waiting to turn left, the radio was on & an advert was being aired for shampoo, the central character's name was Jules, as I turned left I looked at the car ahead of me & just as the woman's voice in the advert was saying 'Oh Jules!' I read that same name on the back of the car ahead ( it was not part of the manufacturer's labelling, the owner had stuck it on).

My second is an 'It's a small world' synchronicity. Several years ago my brother had just left college & moved to Gloucester (UK) - he came home (to S.Wales) to visit one weekend & brought a lady friend with him. When we were introduced & she heard my married surname, she told us that it was a name she recognised, because she had worked, as a teenager for a couple who ran her local newsagents in Street, Somerset, with the same surname. It turned out that she worked for my husband' s brother & his wife.

Helen

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This morning came, and the sun shined like a lion on my other-earthly face. "For real, for real!" I sang as the barge made it's way down the foggy river. "Did you think I would leave you here this way?" I heard a faint and kindly voice say. But I could only complain to the whisperising winds - the unresonable force of natures selective disposition - for my recompense. This might come to you askew and untrue, but I tell you, this morning came.

This morning came.

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When I was in high school, I gave my class ring to my high school sweetheart who later became my husband. He took the ring off his finger and lost it. Years later, after we were married and no longer living with my parents, a woman called my parent's house, said that she had my high school ring and would like to return it. Her boyfriend had found the ring in the restroom at Sears where my boyfriend was working as an auto mechanic. Her boyfriend had given her the ring. She and her boyfriend had broken up and she wanted to return the ring to its rightful owner.

Andrea

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When I was in high school, I gave my class ring to my high school sweetheart who later became my husband. He took the ring off his finger and lost it. Years later, after we were married and no longer living with my parents, a woman called my parent's house, said that she had my high school ring and would like to return it. Her boyfriend had found the ring in the restroom at Sears where my boyfriend was working as an auto mechanic. Her boyfriend had given her the ring. She and her boyfriend had broken up and she wanted to return the ring to its rightful owner.

Andrea

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This happened to me when I was seven years old (I'm 22 now), and my parents still talk about it. My mother had died two years before, my Dad had just remarried, and we'd moved to a new house. I was a little shaken by all this, and for a long time was having nightmares. Then one night I dreamt that I was in a dark house with some other kids, and a white koala with wings was leading us to safety. At the very end, he said "Everything's going to be alright." I woke up with a smile and told my stepmom about it, and we went to go tell my Dad. He looked at us like he'd seen a ghost. As it happened, he'd just read in the newspaper that a baby albino koala had died at the LA Zoo the night before. I don't know whether it was a coincidence or not; what I do know is that I didn't have any more nightmares after that.

Andrew

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Hi...how coincidental I visit here today! I have so many stories, it would be difficult to select one this

moment...so I will generalize. Through an incredible set of circumstances I met a lady who I have come to feel is my closest soulmate...and SHE was the one who sent me down a path pursuing Jungian synchronicity and coincidence. I have come to see it as James Redfield conveyed in a seminar I attended on his book "The Celestine Vision"...he said- "Pay attention to the synchronicities in your life as they are a window to a deeper reality..." Since I have been paying attention, my life has been completely transformed...no longer do I feel

to be an "isolated ego standing on a ball of rock spinning around a mediocre star..." (Depak Chopra)

Alan

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I was driving back home after spending the night at a friends on a late Sunday morning. At this particular period of my life I had been giving a great deal of thought to "chance" meetings that had some higher purpose. As I neared home I suddenly got the urge to turn into the parking lot of a local cafateria. I started to ignore it and drive on home but as I approached the point of no return for turning in the cafateria lot I sprun the steering wheel, resigned to follow this urge. Upon exiting the car and approaching the front door of the cafateria I noticed that I had arrived JUST as they had finished serving breakfast and a half hour or so before they served lunch. Feeling stupid I turn to go back to my car. As I did, a short, older man, approached me. He said that he was embarassed to ask, but could I let him have enough to eat on, that he was currently not doing well financially. Something about this man felt very different. Though his clothes showed signs of being worn many times the was a very comfortable neatness to them, and he was a very well groomed and handsome man. Though he seemed to have a shyness about him, and maybe a slight sadness, the was something very stong, knowing, and warm about him. I gladly gave him some money for lunch and went on my way. In my life I have been approached by many people for money, and one gets to know the feel of those that do this of a matter of course. I have never met a man who LESS met that profile than this man. Sometimes I wished that I had stopped and taken the time to speak with him, but maybe, that wasn't the purpose. Maybe he was there for me ... to help me understand that listening to the little things will lead me to place I need to be. I have a feeling it was "I" that got the exchange on that day.

Ed

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1/22/01 -- Hi! My name is Cynthia, and I'm the author of the forthcoming book, "Reality Shifts: When Consciousness Changes the Physical World", with preface by physicist Fred Alan Wolf. I have experienced thousands of synchronicities, which sometimes surpass the usual definition of the word synchronicity -- so I use the term "reality shift" to describe the times when people and things have mysteriously appeared, disappeared, transformed and transported... and the times that time has not behaved in predictable linear fashion. In addition to the kinds of reality shift we've all experienced, such as noticing that my keys seem to move around the house by themselves (especially when I'm in a big hurry), and the way that socks sometimes don't come out of the laundry together... I've also seen a sun dial statue appear in front of me and my two friends in a place it had never been before. I've seen a woman vanish as I was looking at her, I've seen keys appear in mid-air, I've seen time slow to a stop. I've got so many stories to share that I have a web site and ezine dedicated to exploring the ways our thoughts and feelings change the physical universe at realityshifters.com; I hope you'll come by to check it out!

Wishing you all the best that life and love have to offer,

Cynthia

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In working with The Artist's Way, I stumbled on to Synchronicity and have had many experiences since the first one I'm about to relate to you. One of the things that the book asks you to do is to trust that there is a power (God/ Creative Spirit/ Chi) that is there for you to rely on and is working to help you realize your fullest potential. One day at a Laundromat, feeling cheeky and testing out these new ideas, I said "O.K., Creative Spirit, I'm a quarter short for this last load and if you're really there then prove it and send me a quarter." I checked through my pockets and laundry bag, but no luck. So I broke a dollar bill and started the dryer. When the dryer bell went off I opened the door and what should come bouncing out but a quarter. This playful trump, from the Creative Spirit, excited me to the possibilty that maybe I wasn't alone, so I opened myself up to the idea of Synchronicity whole-heartedly and asked for assistance in getting out of the rut I was in. I had recently bought a book on Mythology that I had LOVED as a child, which was a result of another Artist's Way project, and removing it from it's plastic wrapper it opened to the myth of Sysiphus. The following day while waiting on line at the Post Office the guy ahead of me had The Myth of Sysiphus by Albert Camus, tucked into his back pocket facing me, and a light bulb went off. When I got home I dissected the lessons of the story and they all applied to my life and helped to unstick me from my pain and unhappiness. Two years later, I was passionately explaining to a skeptical friend how The Artist's Way changed my life and ideas on Spirituality and trying to open his eyes (we were eating Chinese) when fortune cookies came. I opened my cookie and it read "you are not wrong, the universe guides your life." My friend was agog, but I was used to these experiences by then. You can call occurences like these omens or intuitions or angels, but if you open to them they will guide you on the path. 2/28/01

James

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In working with The Artist's Way, I stumbled on to Synchronicity and have had many experiences since the first one I'm about to relate to you. One of the things that the book asks you to do is to trust that there is a power (God/ Creative Spirit/ Chi) that is there for you to rely on and is working to help you realize your fullest potential. One day at a Laundromat, feeling cheeky and testing out these new ideas, I said "O.K., Creative Spirit, I'm a quarter short for this last load and if you're really there then prove it and send me a quarter." I checked through my pockets and laundry bag, but no luck. So I broke a dollar bill and started the dryer. When the dryer bell went off I opened the door and what should come bouncing out but a quarter. This playful trump, from the Creative Spirit, excited me to the possibilty that maybe I wasn't alone, so I opened myself up to the idea of Synchronicity whole-heartedly and asked for assistance in getting out of the rut I was in. I had recently bought a book on Mythology that I had LOVED as a child, which was a result of another Artist's Way project, and removing it from it's plastic wrapper it opened to the myth of Sysiphus. The following day while waiting on line at the Post Office the guy ahead of me had The Myth of Sysiphus by Albert Camus, tucked into his back pocket facing me, and a light bulb went off. When I got home I dissected the lessons of the story and they all applied to my life and helped to unstick me from my pain and unhappiness. Two years later, I was passionately explaining to a skeptical friend how The Artist's Way changed my life and ideas on Spirituality and trying to open his eyes (we were eating Chinese) when fortune cookies came. I opened my cookie and it read "you are not wrong, the universe guides your life." My friend was agog, but I was used to these experiences by then. You can call occurences like these omens or intuitions or angels, but if you open to them they will guide you on the path. 2/28/01

James

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I work in a library and was typing in the last four numbers of a bar code. At EXACTLY the same time, an AV technician was reciting his phone number. Believe it or not, I typed the same last four numbers as his phone number at the same time. At first I thought that I had typed in the numbers BECAUSE I heard them being recited, you know how that happnes. Then I double-checked the numbers and they matched. Weird, huh? The odds have to be one in a trillion or more, right?

3-15-01

Carole

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One more :-)

This may be more of a premonition experience, but I thought I would share it here. I lived in Santa Barbara, which is near where wild California Condors were still free (in the late 1980s). One night I had a very simple dream about a California Condor flying free in the sky above me. The next day I watched the news and was surprised to see that that day they had captured the last wild California Condor and put her into the zoo. There was absolutely no way that I would have heard about this capture ahead of time, since they didn't publicize it to the media. They wanted to capture the last bird without a big fanfare. I sort of figure that the California Condor is my spirit animal. Strange that my initials are CC, also. What I will do after they go extinct, who knows. At least there are some back in the wild again now.

3-15-01

Carole

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I had just finished reading my first online article about synchronicity while I was at work. Right before i got back on the phone my manager came up to me and out of nowhere he held up a roll of paper towels and asked how many colds I think it would last for. I told him what i thought and then proceeded to take my first call. When I answered the phone the very first thing the guy said was "You'll have to bare with me, I have a nasty cold... sniff, sniff".

Lance

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Right after I got done typing the last story I took another call since I work in a call center. At the beginning of the call I was thinking no coincidences have happened so far today, which is kind of unusual as of late. IMEDIATLY after that thought entered my head I burped and at the EXACT same time the guy on the phone burped and said excuse me...

Lance

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One More. I was driving around and thinking to my self, I wonder if Jesus was a good looking guy, being he is the son of god and all he must have been good looking. Just a random thought so I forgot about it quickly. That night a buddy and I went over to a friends house. Out of nowhere my buddy pointed at the wall, pointed at a picture of Jesus and said "Hey look at that good looking guy over there"...

Lance 03-20-01

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I've not visited in a while and thought I'd share two more recent episodes.

My parents were visiting last summer and we were travelling with a couple of my friends on the 405 freeway when I looked up to notice a billboard advertising the California lottery, boasting the day's possible winnings with the phrase, "Care for a mint?" Just then my mother turned around to the back seat to offer a roll of certs she'd pulled from her purse to my friends, and then I spied the license plate on the back of the limo in front of us, which read of all things, MINT.

My second one involves a dream I had the night before the market swooped quite noticeably down a few weeks ago. A coworker was angry and shouting something about rocks, I thought, and the number 300,000. I told her about the dream the next day and she looked at me suspiciously and said she's jsut recently purchased 300,000 dollars worth of Rochdale, a mutual fund, I believe. We waved it off. Two days ago she sidled up to me by the water cooler. "300,000 is not just 300," she said dryly. This is not the first precognitive dream I've had.

jennifer

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One morning, while preparing to go to work, I came upon a desire to find an evacuation route from my residence to higher ground. following this thought was the intense need for a map. quickly, the thought was swept aside.

arriving at work, one hour later, waiting for me on my desk was a detailed, state by state, black road atlas map, left for me early that morning from my insurance agent. i made no immediate connection to the earlier thought, but seconds later everything almost started to make sense. i had to sit down and digest what actually happened. i was almost doubting my prior thoughts. after adding this to my record, i felt relieved that i acccepted this synchronicity.

chris

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I just wrote several pages(on Tripod )about my THEORY of SYNCRONICITY

and i found this page while searching for my sites, Blatant syncronous

experiences eh? that described my reasoning to make my new art project

a workbook to record syncronous experiences, sort of like a William

Blake handpainted spellbook,but with a serious point being that i think

events are orbiting around you(everyone)and they periodically rotate

into current reality. It makes more sence to me that if you put yourself

on a 4-d grid and mark important parts of your timeline there will be

a reciprocal intersection on your timeline(birth to death)by an event

in an orbit around the mark that is you somewhere on your timeline

and it might be mathematically possible to predict syncronous events.

This is a little garbled but that's why I'm writing a book on it!

peace,love,cameltits,

DAZ

Darren "DAZ"

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So many coincidences. As a child I ate a whole bottle of asperin. My Grandma got me to the doctor within half an hour of death, but I lived. When sledding down a 200ft icy driveway I lost control. A voice said "duck". I did, and I scraped the side of my face on the board of a fence as I went between the boards. No one was close enough to have said "duck". A new school was built as I entered the "middle school". The roof caved in the year I left. The year I went to high school the computer programming class began. I took the class the next year. I wrote down that I wanted to go into the Airforce in electronics. A couple years passed and I tried to enter the Airforce as a computer programmer. There were no openings. I was going into the Airforce in electronics and was offerred a change to learn a foreign language. I chose Polish because I'd get to go to Germany to listen to the Polish radio. I went to school in CA, which was a place I was delighted to visit. I didn't make it all the way through the school. I was cross trained into computer programming. Nine years later I got an assignment to Germany.

Prior to going to Germany I sufferred from depression. I spoke aloud, but alone, and said that if I got promoted, got a girlfriend, got married, became a priesthood member, or (a couple other things I no longer remember) then it would pull me out of depression. The entire list was offerred to me. I accepted all except the marriage opportunity. It didn't end the depression, but I see it them all as gifts from God. On 4 occasions I have been given the feeling of having control of a traffic light. On 2 occasions that I recall the light changed exactly when I wished it. On 2 others I refrained from making the wish and the light didn't change. That feeling hasn't occurred in over 6 years. Whenever the feeling came it never failed to work. I have tried without the feeling, but have never been successful then.

When I was called into the priesthood there were a large number of coincidences that helped me know the call I was called into the priesthood there were a large number of coincidences that helped me know the call is true. Partly it was that I sensed the call before it was presented to me. After accepting the call I needed to take some home study courses before being ordained. I noticed that there weren't any questions after one assignment, so I skipped it. Weeks went by and the ordination wasn't scheduled. I decided to go back and do that assignment, even though I already had the certificate of completion. That Sunday a leader asked me when the ordination should be scheduled.

Once my car's accelerator cable broke and the car sped up uncontrollably. I pressed in the clutch, but the engine raced. There was a pickup truck behind me so I turned on the emergency flashers and let them flash a couple times. Then I turned off the engine. The steering wheel locked. I locked up the brakes and spun and ended up neatly beside the road between two bridges with concrete pillars. There wasn't much room for a safe spot to end up besides where I was.

When I was in high school me and another tried to break into the school computer. We sometimes had success finding passwords, etc. One night the teacher's password came to me. I Knew what it was. I told the other and he used it to get in the next day. It wasn't that I thought I knew what the password was.

Steve

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A postal worker church friend needed to open a locked mailbox, but didn't have the right key. He'd already tried every key. The Spirit told him to use a specific key in the lock. It worked. The key wouldn't open the lock after that. I was at a school and a guy couldn't open his door with his key. I rememberd my friend sharing his story, so I tried my key. It worked. After that my key wouldn't open his lock.

Each of the instances I've listed, and others, can be explained away as coincidence.

Steve

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Hi, I'm from Mexico, and I have frequent syncronicites that really spook me (although I find them fascinating). OK. Yesterday, an aunt of mine died. I hadn't seen her for years, but I loved her very much. In life she worked as a English to Spanish translator; she would translate movies, both for the big screen and TV. Yesterday I arrived home from work, feeling sad; I turned on the TV on a random channel, and a movie was ending. To my surprise, her name appeared at the end of the movie, giving her credit as the translator! Sure, I was surprised. But guess what? A couple of hours later I was about to turn off the TV, and a movie was starting (The Year of the Dragon), and yes, it showed my aunt's name as the translator! I was mystified. Now let me tell you, the last and ONLY time I've seen my aunt's name on the credits at the beggining or end of a movie was ten years ago, and that was because I was watching that movie because she translated it. What the hell?!?!

Sergio

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I have a friend I met online named Wayne. Wayne is a special education teacher in New Jersey, I work in a large book/music store in Florida. We chat everyday online. One day he starts telling me about a student of his that was in some movies. The student's name was Jason Mewes and he was in Kevin Smith's movies. Wayne knew Kevin from school too. He asks me if I ever saw Clerks or Mallrats or Chasing Amy. I never heard of any of the films or the director or the actor. The next day I am at work. We are having a shopping night for the employees. There are two guys in line ahead of me and I overhear their discussion. They are talking about how they ordered the videotape Chasing Amy and it didn't come in yet. I'm thinking isn't that funny, I never heard of that movie and here it is the next day and I'm hearing it again. The following day at work is very busy. I answer the phone once to help out and it is a young woman calling to see if we had the video Clerks in stock. We did and I put it on hold for her. I thought another funny coincidence. The following day I am at work and I go into the storeroom. We have a table that is used for sorting books when they come in. It hasn't been empty since October as we are receiving skids of books every day in anticipation of Christmas sales. I walk into the back and the table is completely empty except for one book. I pick it up and started freaking out. It is the screenplays of Clerks and Chasing Amy by Kevin Smith. So that night I am telling my friend Wayne about all these coincidences. He tells me to buy the book, he will get it autographed for me. I go into work the next day and look through the boxes of sorted books and it is not there. I look on the shelf and it is not there. I figure oh well it is not meant to be. On my way out the door, I'm not even sure why, I stopped and looked on the shelf again. And sure enough, there was the book. I purchased it and send it up to New Jersey. The next morning I sign online to check my mail. There in my mail is a newsletter I subscribe to called Zentertainment. In there is a blurb about the Kevin Smith Film Festival in New Jersey. Then my husband calls me from work. He is in the breakroom and the tv is on. Its a commercial for Fletch 3, directed by Kevin Smith and with several of the actors from his previous movies. I tell this story to Eric at work. Turns out he owns Clerks and offers to let me watch it. Then he says I should tell Mike about this cause he is really into coincidences. I tell Mike this story and he says SYNCHRONICITY!!!! Tonight my husband was doing a search on something totally irrelevant and this web site showed up....

Stacy