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Book Review of “Synchronicity”

Lisa Townsend’s Reviews > Synchronicity: Through the Eyes of Science, Myth, and the Trickster

Synchronicity by Allan Combs
Synchronicity: Through the Eyes of Science, Myth, and the Trickster
by Allan Combs, Mark Holland, Robin Robertson (Introduction)

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Lisa Townsend‘s review

Jun 02, 2017  ·  edit
FIVE STARS

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Excellent book. But I don’t think most people will understand what it’s talking about. Synchronicity is a hard subject in a world where people are hypnotized to believe that what they SEE around them is real instead of feeling their way through.
Symbols and archetypes figure into the text.

I highly recommend this book to challenge your world view.

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Esperanza Spalding

 

This is a gorgeous song written and performed by Esperanza.  Have a listen.

I was taking a break tonight from reading my new book, “Synchronicity”, decided to go pick up a snack.  I was in the dark car and felt like playing with serendipity and not actually “choose” the CD there in the dark.  I reached for whatever and popped this in.  I skipped forward, driving along, and it landed on this song that I hadn’t listened to for a year and a half.

I got as far as the next street and realized the last time I listened to this was when my mate Michael was alive, a year ago.  He was on life support a year ago from March 2nd-March 13th, 2016 for pneumonia.

We had planned on getting married, totally enjoyed each others company, never fought (seriously), laughed all the time and were in love.  Sure there were a few hitches but not many!  We were both convinced we were twin flames; two peas in a pod.

Yeah, that pod exploded when Michael died within fifteen minutes of walking out my front door.  I got him to the ER in a matter of 10 minutes, he got wheeled into the ER, passed out and stopped breathing five minutes later.  He never regained consciousness.  His lungs gave out that quickly.  The rest of the story is in the book I wrote about the synchronicity in my life, not all around death of course.

As I listened to this song, I remembered back to all the thoughts and feelings I had planning my future with Michael, now gone.  But I never really heard or processed the part about “the dream” because when I knew Michael I couldn’t relate to it.  I always wondered about the meaning though.  Now I know the meaning.

They say if you die in a dream, you die in real life.

Well I just died in your arms, lost in your eyes.

And I know this must be a dream, cause I feel I could fly to heaven.

They say if you live in a dream you’re hopelessly lost.

But this ain’t a silly ole’dream, our paths have crossed

And maybe I’m hopelessly lost but somehow I managed to find…

heaven.

Where was I, feeling this song and these words tonight?  With him or here in my life on Earth?   Michael did find “heaven”.  I’m still here. but Michael is still with me.  I can feel it when he’s here, so part of “the other dimension” is with me.

I’m convinced that our minds and hearts can be aware of other dimensions no matter where we are.  Tonight it was in my face.  My mind literally could feel being between dimensions.  Synchronicity adjusts time and takes us wherever our minds want to be.

Just now, I heard him say, “I love you baby”.

 

 

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What is your Mayan Gateway?

Anyone who wants to input their full birthday into the Mayan Dreamspell Calculator, just go to this site.  At the top is a rectangle.  Click on the rectangle at this page.  The link works now.

http://www.astrodreamadvisor.com/free_mayan_readings.html

Scroll down the page until you see where you input your birthday.

You Mayan gateway will then pop up.  Now go back to the first page.  Find the name of your gateway on the huge list, click on that and there is much great reading to do about your multi-dimensional self.

Welcome to your journey to synchronicity in the Mayan Dreamspell where Time is Art and every day  becomes your field of play.

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