My 11-11-11

There was a lot of talk recently about the date 11-11-11 and the possibility of it being a key date in terms of synchronicity experiences. I can not personally say I experienced anything life-changing or earth-shattering, but I will say that I did have a flurry of these experiences, and one of them was the strongest yet.

A few months ago I wrote THIS POST detailing some things that occurred one evening on which there happened to be a full moon. On that evening I found the wallet of a lady by the name of Donna Rousseau. Although I never followed up on this blog, the next week I was able to track her down, and got her money and belongings back to her. I didn't talk to her in person, but I did take the train to the place she was staying and left the wallet at the desk. I later talked to her on the phone and confirmed she did get it.

Well, last Friday (11-11-11) Nicolle and I were killing time at home while waiting for the wheelchair bus. Normally when we're waiting on something like that I don't really want to get absorbed in anything particular, because when I do I tend to lose track of time. So on this day I was just randomly flipping through channels while waiting for the bus to show up.

Purely by chance (hah!) I landed on the television show Cheaters, which is normally a show I have no interest in whatsoever. However, today happened to flip by long enough to notice the show was in Dallas, so I watched for a second to see if I could identify the location they were filming from.

I wasn't able to tell where they were, but the person who happened to be featured on the segment at exactly the same time I landed on the program was.... Donna Rousseau! Although I never met her, I was able to identify her from the drivers license in the wallet.

So, lets break all this down. I put up a blog post about a fortune cookie that said told me the next full moon would be an enchanted evening. On the night of that full moon, I found a complete stranger's wallet, full of money, then an hour later found someone else's iPhone. Both finds were returned, the iPhone the same night and the wallet later that week. Then several months afterward I happen to see the owner of the wallet, who I never actually met, on a television show that I never watch, on 11-11-11, at date synchronized with a set of master numbers I have been harping about on this blog for a long time.

Carl Jung knew exactly what he was talking about.

Premonition?

Saturday night, Nicolle said I woke up in the middle of the night and appeared to be angry. She said I fell back asleep, then woke up a few minutes later crying. I have a vague memory of that, but don't remember waking up angry. And I have absolutely no memory of what I was dreaming or crying about. That part isn't new; until this year I have rarely remembered any of my dreams. The next morning we learned there was a 5.7 magnitude earthquake in Oklahoma. Nicolle says the time reported for the earthquake coincided with the time I woke up crying. I wasn't surprised, but I don't really understand why I was chosen for this.