26 March, 2015

Where Is God?

I was talking to a couple of Jehovah Witnesses and I asked them where God was. The older of the couple looked upwards and made a gesture with his hands, again upwards. He did this without thinking, and then tried to give me another answer.

Wondering where God is, first puzzled me when in my teens. At the time I thought I had the answer and wrote a poem about it - a poor poem I might add, but despite my embarrassment here it is.

The Search

I've looked everywhere to see your face,
To feel the glow of your grace.
I've searched all the countries far and wide,
Delved everywhere looking from each side.
I've mingled with the Church congregation
Of this and every other nation.

But still my soul it felt alone,
Until I found by chance your home.
I looked within and there I saw
The open entrance to your door.

For I am you and your are me.
Not only the blind cannot see.

Okay, I said it wasn't very good! But I think, by chance, I had hit the right note, even if a bit out of tune. What made me think about all of this was because of the Jehovah Witnesses reaction to my question, and also because shortly after the visit I opened a book by chance - as I often do - and came across the following,

"... the brain can only answer barren words, whereas the spirit answers with ravishing experience of internal illumination ... mystical concentration will receive increasing confirmation of the truth of man's divinity by his own experience. Books and Bibles will begin to lose their authority as he begins to find his own.

God is His own best interpreter. Find the god in your own heart and you will understand by direct intuition what all the great teachers, real mystics, true philosophers and inspired men have been trying to tell you by the tortuous method using words.

There is ... one way to discover who we really are. That way is to pass from the outer to the inner, from being busy with a multitude of external activities to being busy with a single internal activity of the mind.

St.Augustine soliloquises thus: 'I, Lord, went wandering like a strayed sheep, seeking Thee with anxious reasoning without, whilst thou wast within me ... I went round the streets and squares of the city of this world seeking thee; and I found thee not, because in vain I sought without for him, who was within my self.'"

~ The Secret Path by Dr Paul Brunton

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25 March, 2015

The Ghostly Voice Led To A Significant Number Coincidence


Here's a little unexplainable item I read in the Daily Mail of March 21 this year. I say unexplainable, but to some it will be explainable.

"My cousin died suddenly and unexpectedly at the age of 60. A few days later, I was sitting in the kitchen writing my book. I'm a numerologist and I was writing about repeated digits such as 111, 222, 333 and so on.

Suddenly I heard my cousin's voice. He said, "Count the days." I didn't understand when he meant and then he repeated; "Count the days." This time he said it, I somehow understood that he wanted me to count how many days he had been alive.

Using the website timeanddate.com, I entered his date of birth and his date of death. I was stunnded when I saw the result.

He had lived for exactly 22,222 days!"

~ Hilary Carter

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The photo at the top of the post: I saw this on Wits Intact - the caption is that the odometer reading of 22,222 was seen on the 2/22 while on the RR2222!

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24 March, 2015

Phone Call Reveals Strange Coincidence

Here's a coincidence story from the Spokane Daily Chronicle.

Phone Call Reveals Strange Coincidence

Detective Captain John Domit received a telephone call from San Mateo, California from a man who identified himself as Ben Host and said he was extremely worried about a long time friend in Spokane.

He told Captain Domit he had been unable to sleep during the night from worry over his old friend, Dr. W.E. Lajole, a chiropractor for many years in Spokane.

Captain Domit checked here in Spokane with chiropractors and found the man had gone to Seattle to live with a son.

"We checked with Seattle and found Dr. Lajole died the same night his friend in San Mateo had become suddenly worried about him, " Captain Domit said.

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23 March, 2015

The Clock Stopped Chiming When The Old Man Died

Coincidence clock

A short coincidence that came by Daniel Dexter.

My friend, Col. Morin, once in charge of the United States Rifle Range at Auburn, told me of a coincidnce.

In his house there is a tall clock, Mission style, of several years vintage in the corner of his sitting room. It strikes on the hour and the half hour. There was a period when it struck only the half hour.

One day a visitor said to the Colonel, "What's the matter with your clock that I can't fix." He took the works out and tinkered with them.

Some time later he came back. He had made a certain part out of a hat-pin. The clock now struck on the hour - up to and including the hour the old gentleman who had done the repair died. Then it resumed striking only the half hour.

The clock has since been repaired. It now strikes the hour and the half. The part that had been fashioned out of a hat-pin had worn out - at the same time the man who made it finished with life.

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21 March, 2015

White Feather: A Sign Of Protection From Her Deceased Husband

White feather

It's a while since I published another white feather story but here's one that came fluttering down to me from Emma ****** - okay, by email.

I'm only 34 but a widow, my husband died last September, a horrible time for me as you can imagine. But since then I have been seeing white feathers. At first I didn't attach any importance to them but I started wondering about them because there seemed too many to be coincidence. I have now read many of the white feather stories on your blog which I found interesting.

The very first white feather I received was on my doorstep when I arrived home after my husband's funeral. I can now remember my sister saying, "Look at that," but I wasn't in any state to take it in.

For the next few days I kept finding feathers; in the garden, inside the house and when I went to the supermarket.

Three weeks after the funeral my sister asked me to go on holiday with her and her husband and two children to Devon. I immediately said no as I thought it disrespectful. They persuaded me a change of scenery would do me good and booked a cottage. I still had reservations about going.

We arrived in Devon, it was a lovely cottage and my room looked out onto the garden. I went to unpack my case and as I opened the lid there inside was a white feather. I have no idea how it got there, but it felt like my husband was giving me his approval.

As I walked out into the cottage garden there was another white feather and I actually smiled and felt like my husband was with me.

All of this may simply be me searching for comfort, but finding the feathers picks me up when I'm feeling down and I always say a thank you for the feather to my husband. I feel he is watching over me, in a protective way.

~ Emma

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20 March, 2015

Half Human, Half Beast With Great Bat-Like Wings

Van Meter, Iowa, 1903
Van Meter, Iowa, USA 1903
I was flitting through the satellite channels on my television last night and came across a programme that was describing a monster seen in Van Meter, Iowa in the early 1900s. I'd missed most of the details so I did a bit of research this morning. I found a report in The Evening News of October 12, 1903 titled Half Human, Half Beast, With Great Bat-Like Wings.

Here's the report - I always like the way they worded newspapers back then.

The town of Van Meter, containing 1,000 persons is terribly wrought up by what is described as a horrible monster. Every man, woman and child in the town is in a state of terror, and fully half of them fail to close their eyes in slumber except in broad daylight.

Friday night while the population was keeping the dreadful vigil every electric light in the city was kept burning to satisfy the most timid.

The monster put in its appearance Monday night. U.S Griffith, an implement dealer, drove into town at 1 a.m and saw what seemed to be an electric searchlight on Maher & Grigg's store. While he gazed it sailed across to another building and then disappeared.

His story was no believed next day. But the following night Dr. A.C Olcott, who sleeps in his office on the principal street, was awakened by a bright light shining in his face.

He grabbed a shotgun and ran outside the building where he saw a monster, seemingly half human and half beast, with great bat-like wings. A dazzling light that fairly blinded him came from a blunt, horn-like protuberance in the middle of the animal's forehead and it gave off a stupifying odour that almost overcome him.

The doctor discharged his weapon and fled into his office, barring doors and windows, and remained there in abject terror until next morning.

Peter Dunn, cashier in the only bank in town, fearing bank robbers, loaded a repeating shotgun with shells filled with buckshot, and prepared to guard his funds next night. At 2p.m he was blinded by the presense of a light of great intensity.

Eventually he recovered his senses sufficiently to distinguish the monster and fired through the window. The plate glass and sash were torn out and the monster disappeared. Next morning imprints of great three-toes feet were discernible in the soft earth.

That night Dr. O.V White saw the monster climbing down a telephone pole, using a beak much in the manner of a parrot. As it struck the ground it seemed to travel in leaps, like a kngaroo, using it's huge featherless wings to assist. It gave off no light. He fired at it and he believed he wounded it. The shot was followed by an overpowering odour. Sidney Gregg attracted by the shot, saw the monster fly away.

But the climax came Friday night. The whole town was aroused by this time. Professor Martin, principal of the schools, decided that from the description it was an antedeluvian animal.

Shortly after midnight J.L Platt, foreman of the brick plant, heard a peculiar sound in an abandoned coal mine, and as the men had reported a similar sound before, a body of volunteers started an investigation. Presently the monster emerged from the shaft, accompanied by a smaller one. A score of shots were fired without effect.

The whole town was aroused and a vigil maintained the rest of the night, but withot result until just at dawn, when the two monsters returned and disappeared down the shaft.

A watch was kept again last night, but without result. The town geniuses are devising various plans to capture the monsters.

The coal mine is no longer in existence.

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19 March, 2015

Witchcraft Or Coincidence?


Sometimes it's difficult to quantify what is coincidence or synchronicity and what is perhaps some other 'power' that makes strange things happen. Here's a letter, not sent to me, but was in my cuttings file from a while back.

"Some years ago my husband was treated very badly by the man he worked for. We had been to his house and I new the room where he slept.

This night I was feeling a lot of anger and hate, and felt myself concentrating very hard on the side of the bed which I thought he would be sleeping on; I was sticking pins into his stomach slowly one by one.

I heard the next morning that his wife had been taken to hospital during the early hours of the morning in terrible pain. They thought it was gall-stones, but the test showed nothing wrong.

Did I do that, do you think? I know I felt drained the next morning because I had concentrated do much ..."

So is something like that a coincidence, or perhaps a form of ancient magic as carried out by the likes of witches and witchdoctors.

Of course, the letter writer could have sent love instead of hatred - and may well have got a much more positive result.

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