The Strange Coincidences Archive

I truly don’t know what to think. But it starts with a dream. All I remember was a cabin in the woods. Myself on my knees planting – then I calling him gael. Him smiling at me -a white shirt a genuine smile. A axe in his hand from chopping wood. While smiling at me -the axe still in hand but lowered to ground. Not worrying about anything. His full attention on me, reading me I reading him. A cabin in the woods. End of dream.
——- Two days later, sunday. My crew and I already sitting in the van awaiting to go to our crews’ project site yet we’re waitng for a few people. As I sit fixing my hair my Attention is drawn to the front where eddie is sitting. Next to him a newspaper, I’m not sure whats going on but I ask for the paper because I seen that word before. He hands it to me. And in big bold words GAEL I sit there thinking although I called him gael in my dream. Thats exactly how I would spell his name.
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Facts: The guy I have been liking for a while- his name is galen but only till now I have called him gael. (the dream being first I ever said it.)
2nd- what are the chances I’d be on time as far as loading up in the van and seeing that paper
3rd- to top it off the name gael is repeated a few times through-out the sports section of the newspaper. So I open it not expecting anything else The amazing part is the last name of gael is MILLER. which happens to be galen’s last name also. It was hard to beleive this was happening I still have the newspaper from last year.
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other little factors; across my yahoo website a new film production title popped up “a cabin in the woods”.
the other one I was on spike a.k.a. camping out nights close to our projects sites. We happen to be in the woods and prepared food in the kitchen Cabin.
Last but not least the part in my dream…when I say “him smiling at me- a white shirt a genuine smile”....I got sent back to my home/job center early. But when my crew came back also two days later. I happen to walk up the steps near my cabin and there galen was drinking some water from the fountain. Wiping the water off his mouth with his arm; there he had seen me. I didn’t know at the time but he had a white shirt and the brightest radiant smile. It was so genuine and sincere I couldn’t help but smile back and love those brown eyes. Fate or coincidence? You decide.

I was watching a scary movie about some old Welch tradition, it was the first time I knew something about this Welch people, well, the next day I went to work and the patient name was kind of strange, so I asked about the origen and she told it was a Welch name.

My sister in law was born 06 06 66 weighed 6lb 60zs @ 6am , her phone number starts with 666 and some of her bank details include 666 !!!!

ok.. SO.. This happened this afternoon
I have a pair of black jeans that I like very much but dont wear too often because while im wearing them the zipper slowly unzips as im moving or walking. It takes about a few minutes for it to come all the way down. So I have to keep zipping it up all day long.
Well, I was wearing them today. and of course I was doing the zip up every 5 minutes though out the morning. I was wearing a jacket that comes up to the zpper but the bottom half shows so I was conscience about it. Well at one point in the day I was thinking about what I could use to keep it up.. and then I remembered what I had used once a previous time I wore them….I had used a paper clip. I hooked it on the zipper and hooked the other part over the top of the jeans! it had worked perfectly. But I was nowhere near anywhere I could get one.. on the train.. walking on the street in NYC.. anyway..
at 2:00pm I got an expected call from a friend who works in the city and with whom I have lunch with all the time. he called to tell me that he was ready to step out to lunch. So I told him Id meet him at out usual meeting spot. We hung up.. Well as I was walking to meet him I instinctively check my zipper again to see if it was open, which it was, and I closed it. Then I instantly thought.. DAMN! I should have told me friend to bring me a paper clip from his office
I was disappointed that I didnt think of it earlier.. And I SWEAR…as I am walking and thinking this.. I looked down on the sidewalk and what do I see? I beautiful, what looked like brand new, shiny PAPER CLIP, there just laying on the floor. At first I was like HOLY SHIT!.. but then I was like..“OK… Thanks GOD!”

so about a few months ago my girlfriend broke up with me….thats not the wierd part…..for some reason the day she broke up with me….i had talked to her on the phone. well she didnt seem like anything was up…but for some reason a had this strange feeling after talking to her and i insteadly knew, not felt but knew she was gonna break up with me….i thought it was kinda strange.

Ignatius of Loyola was born in Northern Spain in 1491.he was a soldier

ibrahim Babangida was born in Northern Nigeria in 1941 also a soldier

1491 is just a rearrangement of 1941.
Ignatius has been described as the Patron Saint of Soldiers and Babangida the Soldiers Soldiers.
Ignatius of Loyola founded the society of Jesus on August 15 1543

Babangida was born August 17 1941”

Ignatius took up arms for the Duke of Najera.Broke his leg and injured another was known to limp,had surgery and spent a long time recovering after being taken home by French Soldiers .

Babangida fought in the Nigerian Civil war. Susstained a leg injury,radiculopathy known to limp,,had Surgery and spent a long time recovering in the Hospital in France
Najera sounds like Nigeria
Najera is associated with the river Najerilla

Nigeria is associated with the river Niger.

.Babangida is a General and former President of Nigeria and Ignatius , Superior General of the Catholic Church.

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Ignatius of Loyola lived in the Castle of Loyola in spain

Babangda lives in a 50 bedroom Mansion in Minna,Niger state,Nigeria.
According to the Wikipedia, the advance fee scam of Nigeria has its origins in Spain of the 1900s

Okay, while I was in my language class, we were talking about personal narraitives. The teacher puts up a quote every day. That day, the quote was, “There are no mistakes. There are no coincidences. Only things we learn from” or something like that.

The next day, the board was filled up with writing and there was no quote. So, we talked about book reports and we had to do a shoebox diagram of a scene in the book. There was an example that had the name Allie on the inside. A personal narrative bullet note was up there and it said, “things that have happened to you.” The shoebox was turned so I could only see the word “All” with a capital letter so it read, “All things that have happened to you.”

With the quote and the shoebox thing combined it was quite something. I’ve got a feeling something coincedence-like will happen soon.

I was driving with my daughter to France from Venice, I had a random set of CDs in the car and as we were past Genova I put in the one with Elgar’s 1st symphony. As it started I heard the overture “In the South” which was also on the CD and I had not heard for probably 3 or 4 years. As this piece started we passed a road sign to the town of Alassio, the sub title for the overture by Elgar is Alassio and I recalled this as we passed the sign. The odds of that happening I think are fairly low?

Years ago I worked with a women named Kathy. She loved to read, especially self-help and inspirational books.

One day Kathy was very depressed and said she had been looking for a certain book, (“The Art of Living” I think) at her local library and found that someone had checked it out already. She rented this book frequently, she said.

I asked for the name of the book and almost fainted—I had the book at home. There were many Chicago libraries nearby but I happened to go to the one she uses.

She seemed very happy that I had the book (which I offered to give her). No, she would wait until I was done with it.

A few years back I had a “Big Brother” type of friend who was a high school teacher at a local school in our area. We were best friends for years & one day he had told me he had another “Big Brother” friend who was my age but was from New Jersey. He then went on to tell me he is from my home town in New Jersey.At the time I was living about 2.5 hrs. away from NJ in PA. He then showed me a picture & I could not believe he was showing a picture of my childhood friend who’s name was Arthur. It clicked as soon as I saw this kid’s face. I was 7 when I moved from NJ & I was about 15 or 16 when my big brother friend showed me this picture of this childhood friend. The part that cracked me up so was the fact that I said “hey is he name Arthur?” My Big Brother looked at me like “How’d you know his name?”