The Strange Coincidences Archive

The Highway is for gamblers better use your sense take what you have gathered from coincidences.
Its all over now baby blue
-Bob Dylan
My car broke down on the way to vermont, Then a week later when I would of been in vermont permanetly My Psychic soul lover called me and told me i was in her heart A long lost love. Had my car not broken down I would not Of gotten that message. Had my car not of broken down I would of returned to new york to gather my stuff for the move she called on the day I would of made the second trip had my car not broken down. What happened after that was a series of coincidences and synchronisities that to this day happen on a regular basis. she spoke of suicide that was ten years ago. Every were I go I see her name Tina. We are not together yet again but who knows what the future might hold.I constantly hear the song it,s all over know baby blue

The story of the song its allover now baby blue with the car breaking down on the way to vermont. “the highway is for gamblers you better use your sense take what you have gathered from coincidence was also for tinas sister charlotta could it be that I have two psychic lovers who are sisters how will this end. Like another song says “since the end is never told we pay the teller often gold in hopes he will return but he can not be bought or sold” Lady with a fan/terrapin station -The grateful dead.

Many years ago my two cousins found a monkey. Their last name was Love.. The next day I read the newspaper the paper said that two boys named Love had found a monkey. They were not my cousins and they were not related. Later that same day I was reading the coincidences section of the Saturday Evening post. It said that two unrelated boys had found a monkey and that their last names were Love but they weren’t related. Neither Loves in the magazine article were my cousin and neither of the boys were related to my cousins.

About a year ago, out of the blue, I had a dream about two kids, a brother and a sister that went to elementary school with me. These are people that I didn’t personaly know or had seen for over 20 years.

In the dream, the boy looked normal but the girl was a bright light that in the dream communicated with me telepathically. This light, communicated to me feelings of happiness, peace and love. I woke up feeling as if I needed to get in touch with or at least find out about these kids.

So, I get to work the next morning and decide to look up their names on the Internet. I’m thinking that maybe the meaning of the dream is that they are famous artists and that it should be interesting to find their work.

First, I typed in the boy’s name and nothing came up. When I typed in the girl’s name I found a webpage that was a tribute to her. As I look through the webpage I realize that the girl had passed away two days prior.

The days went by and I couldn’t stop feeling that I needed to share this story with her family, so on Easter day I wrote in her website the story of how I came to find the webpage. Till this day I don’t understand this coincidence but somehow I feel that the girl wanted me to tell her family that she is in a better place and at Peace.

It was fifth grade. My friend, TJ, called me up to sleep over and I asked my mom and she said yes so I was going to sleep over his house. 5 minutes later, I remembered my grandma was taking me to the rec the next morning so I couldn’t go. I called him back and told him I couldn’t. Whenever I slept over, we slept in the basement. That night, at my house, I was playing with fire. His house happened to be burning down at the same time. The fire was in the basement where we would have slept. His dad died in the fire trying to save his grandpa who also died. I remembered after the fire how that day had a few instances relating to fire. A girl had asked me if I liked playing with fire and I said I did but wasn’t a pyro. There were many crazy things about that night. It happened three years ago. The reason I’m posting this now is that last night, I had a dream of the same thing happening, only I was at the house during the fire. That forever changed my life.

A most INteresting coINcedence? Watching nature programs on tv,
I came to realize that many of the nature program hosts had the letter sequence “IN” contained in their names. Check out these names on the INternet:

1) MarlIN PerkINs

2) Steve ErwIN

3) Jeff CorwIN

4) AustIN Stevens

5) BINdi ErwIN (Daughter of Steve and wants to
follow in his footsteps)

Is it some fractal pattern…? Nature being very fractal and these people connected to the natural more than most modern people.

Maybe its an INternational conspiracy…......

Or maybe it’s just my imagINation…...........

I was staying over night at my friend’s house over the summer. We sleep in the basement and there’s a tv down there,a mini fridge, and a microwave. So that’s living right there. All day he was telling me about this movie called “The Scecret” and supposively after you watch it and underdtand it, you will be able to get anything you want.
So he put it on and he fell asleep and I watched. The movie was full of stories of people who can use the secret and they recieved some sort of fortune that they had hoped for. It was so wierd and made me feel all mystical. It began to thunder outside and it was raining really hard. There was a sheet over the window so no light can come in. It was pouring so hard out. when the movie was over, it was pitch black in the room and i went to sleep. There’s only a futon down there. It was folded into a bed so we had to sleep side by side .
I laid down and i noticed my friend’s foot was on my leg. I decided to see if the secret really works. I did what it said and a couple seconds later…he moved his foot away. then i noticed the storm was getting pretty bad. I tried it again, wishig the storm would go away but as far as I knew when I went to sleep, the storm was still going. I woke up to the sound of a lawn mower. I moved the sheet and it was a bright, sunny, hot day. cioncidence? or real?

It was my girlfriend’s and my aniversary on november 18th. it was one year. We had our separate plans for the day and neither of us new the other one’s plan. I got up early, went to her house and made her breakfast. Later on that day a gave her a silver bracelet. We spent the day together and that night,she made me dinner and gave me a bracelet with our names on it. It was so weird and totally unplanned. We made meals for eachother and got eachother a bracelet.

My life has been filled with coincidences.

Back when Princess Diana died, my son and I talked about death and tragedy coming in threes. Soon after Diana’s death, Mother Teresa died. My son and I speculated who would be the third.

We determined that it would have to be some high profile person, who was also a humanitarian. I popped out with “John Denver,” and quickly retracted what I said. “Too terrible to even joke about!” I said, since I’m a huge John Denver fan. Sadly, it turned out to be true. Just a few weeks after my son and I had that last conversation, John Denver died in his plane crash. Although his death didn’t occur right on the heels of the other two, his death did end up being the third.

My son, who has a fun sense of humor likes to tease me and say, “You killed John Denver, Mom!!”

I have long been interested in genealogy. As a little girl, I often asked my father about our family tree. He always said the same thing: Don’t go digging…you might find out something you don’t want to know. Years later, I began researching my father’s side of the family and found some strange coincidences.

My great-grandmother, Ellie, married a man named Jonathon. A few generations later, the man I married was also named Jonathon. Great grandfather Jonathon died on October 10 at the age of 37, leaving Ellie to raise 4 kids alone. My Jonathon died at the age of 37 and left me to raise 4 kids alone. My father, Ellie’s and Jonathon’s grandson, was born on October 10…the date my great grandfather died, only many years later. Ellie was three years older than her Jonathon, making her a widow at 40. I was three years older than my Jonathon, which made me 40 years old at the time of his death. Ellie’s and Jonathon’s son, my grandfather, died on November 2. My Jonathon died on November 2, also…only many years later.

There was also a great mystery surrounding my father’s side of the family…something no one spoke of…so I never knew his grandmother’s name. It was a family secret, it seems. My youngest child is named Annie Marie. I recently found the secret grandmother as I was doing my genealogy. Her name? Annie Mary.

All of this is true. It was one of the strangest things to realize that I had so much in common with my great grandmother and my other ancestors. Talk about feeling connected to my roots!