Last week my wife and I were in the parking ramp returning from the fitness center. I had a feeling that our car might have been damaged and asked my wife if she had her camera. She replied that she did not.
When we got to our car, sure enough there was a big depression behind the tire. We could even see tire tracks of the truck that had been parked next to us when we arrived. At least I had my cell phone and called security.
Within a few minutes a security guard came and took notes. She called a colleague who had a camera. He came took a few pictures and promised to email them to me. They both recommended that we also call 911 to report it.
I called 911, said it was a non-emergency, and gave the details. Some minutes later a squad car arrived and that officer filled out a form and gave us a case number for our insurance company. We are now waiting for a claims adjuster to look at our car.
My wife is disgusted about it but I'm amazed by it. But not that amazed.
I'm taking a class at University for Seniors called "Religious Thinking and the Evolution of Christianity". For the first half of the class we've watched a video by Lloyd Geering on Karl Jung's ideas about religion, basically that it arises out of archetypes in our brains.
A few members told about their own experiences of prayer and their belief that it had helped.
I was going to tell about the time that I woke in the middle of the night certain that a friend had died. This was at least ten years ago and he is still alive. On the other hand, my mother, my stepfather, my father and many other relatives died and I didn't know about their deaths until I got a phone call or a letter. Some even I didn't know about until I found their names in the Social Security Death Index.
Similarly, I've many other premonitions of something being not right. For example, a garage door being left open. Well, a few times we did leave it open. But many other times we've come back and found it closed.
So, the incident above is a worry that I often have, but generally nothing had happened. In other words, it was a coincidence that I had the worry and I was right.
Another coincidence happened after I talked with a friend who had been a nuclear submariner. He said when they turned the key in drills they never knew if the missiles would stay put or be launched. Now as a father, he is concerned about all the nuclear weapons that exist.
When I got home I found out that somebody had read my parody of nuclear proliferation, "New spear proliferation" from nearly two years ago. I had given my friend my blog business card, but I doubt that he had had time to look at my blog by the time I saw the reference.
There have been a few times that I have thought of something, and something happened that had a connection to that thought. But time after time I've thought of something and absolutely nothing related has happened. What a coincidence!
