Luck, Coincidences & Synchronicity

[winston]

Continue ...

"Inanimate Objects," like the White Star insignia that fatefully disintegrated in the hands of Mrs. Lewis, comprise a wide-ranging group of synchronous experiences.

The Managing Director of the White Star Line, Joseph Bruce Ismay, survived the Titanic, but thereafter resigned his post, because he was publicly, although unfairly, blamed for the tragedy.

He spent the next 25 years of his life in virtual seclusion, dying on October 17, 1937.

That same Sunday afternoon, a framed, oval mirror that hung in Ismay's office during his tenure at the White Star Line suddenly crashed from its hook, scattering broken pieces across the floor.

Two weeks after Titanic was lost, a large wooden crate left unclaimed at Pier 61, in New York harbour, was opened by port authorities. They were surprised to see that it contained a meticulously detailed model of the sunken vessel.

It had originally been sent to the US for promotional purposes on behalf of the White Star Line and was supposed to be returned to the London offices on the doomed ship's return voyage.

But the 30 foot-long representation was accurate in more particulars than anyone could explain.

Although it presented a full compliment of 20 davits, there were only a dozen miniature lifeboats.

Moreover, the bow was partially ruined and a long crack appeared from the keel toward the upper deck, mimicking the actual damage sustained by Titanic.

[winston]

Continue ...

Dream Synchronicity and Parallel Lives

As might be expected, "Dreams" are an important category of synchronicity.

While traveling in Europe during the spring of 1912, a New York lawyer, Isaac C. Frauenthal, dreamt of being aboard a large ship which collided with some floating object and began to sink.

His was a long, vivid nightmare, in which he clearly recalled the sights and sounds of calamity. Several nights later, the identical psycho-drama repeated itself, and he told his brother and sister-in-law that it must be a warning against their up-coming voyage on R.M.S. Titanic.

But they laughed at his dream and convinced him to go through with their return trip to America aboard the doomed White Star liner. All three survived the sinking foretold in Isaac's recurring nightmare.

[winston]

Continue ...

Perhaps the most inexplicable aspects of synchronicity are those more infrequent instances of "Parallel Lives."

When Lucien P. Smith narrowly escaped death during the terrible fire on Viking Princess, in 1966, it was his second, major disaster at sea.

A survivor of the Titanic, he was in his mother's womb when that ship sank, just as Mrs. Astor, also aboard, was pregnant with her son, John Jacob.

Both children were born eight months after the sinking, in which their fathers perished. Their mothers died in the same year, 1940.

Individual lives and major conflicts are events sometimes so powerful they echo beyond their own time and appear to replay themselves in the future.

Such an extraordinary case of parallel history began to unfold when William C. Reeves went aboard the tramp steamer, Titanian, as an ordinary seaman, departing Scotland for New York on April 13, 1935. Ten days later, at 2300 hours, he was ordered into the foc's'le head to stand watch.

Although the sea was calm, the darkness was moonless and impenetrable. Reeves began to feel increasingly uneasy, not only because of the very poor visibility conditions he now faced as ship's look-out.

He thought, too, of the premonitory novel he had been reading in his cabin, Morgan Robertson's Futility. Reeves was unable to keep his mind from drifting back to a dramatic moment in the book when Titan's look-out missed seeing an iceberg in time to avoid disaster.

Also, he could not help but notice the ironic similarity of his ship's name, Titanian, and Robertson's Titan with Titanic.

[winston]

Continue ...

As his sense of irony deepened into anxiety, he realised that the time was now 23:35, just five minutes before the hour Titanic struck the iceberg.

Reeves knew that penalties were severe for raising a false alarm, the darkness ahead showed no sign of danger, and for some moments he hesitated to act.

But at last his feelings of imminent collision overwhelmed him and he ordered the bridge to stop engines, "Iceberg ahead!"

No sooner had the ship's speed dropped off, than she smashed into several large fragments of ice, which twisted her bow and disabled her propeller.

Slowing to full stop, Titanian's crew were astonished to behold an enormous iceberg looming directly ahead out of the darkness. The floating mountain appeared at 23:40, the same hour of Titanic's collision.

Doubtless, had the Titanian not stopped in time, she would have followed her predecessor to the bottom. An SOS sent to Cape Race, Newfoundland, brought rescue to the stranded crew.

The multiple synchronicities of this parallel event – the similar ships' names, Reeves' powerful premonition, his reading of Robertson's book, precisely the same hour for meeting with a deadly iceberg – far out-strip all considerations on behalf of mere chance.

Instead, they clearly define the operative principle of meaningful coincidence as a legitimate phenomenon.

http://www.mindpowernews.com/Synchronicity.htm

[winston]

Today, a friend came over to my place.

He parked next to another car with the same number plate.

What's the chance of that ?

More importantly, what does it mean ?

The 4D place is quite a distance away and I dont really buy 4Ds anymore, so I'm going to give it a miss ...

[winston]

"I find that the harder I work, the more luck I seem to have."

- Thomas Jefferson

[winston]

Success Is All Luck By Craig Ballantyne

Luck has been in my corner since day one back in 1975.

I was extraordinarily lucky to be born in Canada into a lower-middle class family. When I was a child I was lucky enough to have an alcoholic, underachieving, embarrassing father who gave me the first chip on my shoulder, one that compelled me to work harder, achieve more, and go further so that I could escape his shadow.

I was also lucky that my mother had dropped out of high school and spent the rest of her life working for barely more than the minimum wage, never earning more than $28,000 in a year (an amount that I've made in a single day in my business on several occasions). I was lucky, because of her mistakes, that she would never let me make the same ones.

And boy was I lucky to have went to grade school with patches on my knees, for this caused me great embarrassment and instilled in me the drive to do better, to excel in school, to get into the best program in college, to make the Dean's Honour List three years in a row, to get accepted into a Master's program, to study until 10pm on weekends so I could earn a scholarship to help me pay for 6 years of post-secondary education- and so that I'd never feel embarrassed like that again.

[winston]

continue ...

It's as though I've had a horseshoe made out of rabbit's feet around my neck for these past thirty years.

I've also been lucky to make friends with entrepreneurs like Bedros Keuilian, a real-life American Dream.

Bedros was lucky to have been born in Armenia (then part of the Soviet Union) and to have a father that gambled his family's safety by bribing their way out of the USSR, so they could arrive virtually penniless in America (legally).

Bedros was also lucky enough to arrive in America in 1980 without being able to speak a lick of English. He was fortunate that his family was so poor, that he had to dumpster-dive behind grocery stores for food.

Without this luck, Bedros wouldn't have the burning desire that has allowed him to succeed and create a better life, so that as he often tells me, "My kids will never have to spend an hour of their lives in daycare."

[winston]

continue ...

And I'm lucky enough to be friends with Matt Smith, another lucky young man from my generation who, like me, grew up with little more than an embarrassment of a father and a mother that spent the little money she had to take care of her children.

Among Matt's lucky childhood experiences was the night when his mother scraped together a few dollars for a special Friday dinner of take-out pizza. That night, the Smiths were lucky to have mistakenly left the pizza on top of the car as they drove away.

Eventually, the pizza fell off the car's roof into the middle of a busy intersection – where car after car drove over it – and this was a lucky break for Matt.

Why ?

Because the Smiths' had no money to go and buy a replacement pizza. And so Matt will forever remember that night – and that feeling – as something he will never want to experience again.

It's just another lucky motivator in his drive to do better and succeed so that his children won't have to experience that great fortune.

[winston]

continue ...

That kind of luck leaves a burning desire that NOTHING – not even a life of iPhones, TV's in every room of the house, unending after-school activities, or 24/7 Internet and cable TV access – could ever top.

My luck continues. I'm fortunate to know Isabel De Los Rios, one of the world's most successful nutrition experts, who herself was lucky enough to spend almost a decade as a sick, unhealthy, overweight, and unhappy young woman, so that she could truly understand the troubles that her hundreds of thousands of female clients go through.

Isabel was also lucky enough to be downright broke when she applied to my Mastermind Group in 2008, having to borrow the money from her fiancé.

It was due to her great fortune to be in these situations that she committed to working harder than almost any other person I've ever coached.

This has allowed her to pull herself up from financial stress and into a business where today she has over 200,000 customers that have been lucky enough to get Isabel's help as they change their lives.