A Tale of Synchronicity I ~~ A Guiding Arrow at LAX
The psi experience I am about to recount seems unbelievable, yet during the intervening twenty-five years since it has served as a vivid valid and reliable benchmark for trusting innumerable additional psi experiences about which I might well have been skeptical had it not occurred.
At the time I was an organization development consultant living in Huntington Beach, CA. A client had scheduled me to facilitate a five-day leadership workshop for twelve managers in an engineering and manufacturing division located in Jamestown, ND starting at 8 AM Monday. As was my custom I left my home on Sunday 2 1/2 hours in advance of flight time to make the usual 45-minute drive to LAX, find parking in one of their huge satellite parking lots, and take the shuttle in to the terminal. Usually I got there with much time to spare. This day was very different.
I got out on the San Diego Freeway only to find there had been a huge accident and it had turned into a creepway. There was no viable alternate route.
To make a long story shorter, I arrived at the satellite parking lot with only enough time to catch the next shuttle and if I missed it I would miss my flight to Jamestown. That meant I would miss my connecting flight out of Minneapolis-St. Paul and the next flight wouldn't get me to Jamestown to start my workshop until sometime Tuesday. I drove into the entrance noting the shuttle sitting there with its motor running and nervously scanned the lot for a parking space. There didn't seem to be any, the huge lot was filled with cars as far as I could see.
Then suddenly out of nowhere there appeared windshield high in the air just in front of my car a big white curved arrow about a foot wide which seemed to say 'go that way', beckoning me to an aisle of cars immediately off to my right. Startled and skeptical, I stopped and looked down the double row to see if there was an open parking space -- none in sight on either the right or left, all spaces appeared full of cars. I decided I had nothing to lose because if I had to drive deeper into the multi-acre-sized parking lot I would probably miss the shuttle. So I drove down the aisle of probably thirty cars or so on each side. Then an open parking space appeared on my right, the third space from the end of the row. With great relief I pulled into the space, grabbed my bags out of the trunk, ran over to the shuttle and boarded just as the driver was about to close its doors and head to the terminal. I thanked and thanked the universe.
So my workshop in the midwest was saved by a parasensorily perceived white arrow which directed me to a parking space. Where did it come from? It seemed like more than a simple remote viewing event. Did the car owner who had vacated the parking space somehow put a telepathic signal out into the local psychoelectromagnetic field which my psyche parasensorily picked up, telemetered, and projected out through my windshield into the big white curved arrow? Or did an intelligence much larger than I, such as our Source, which cared about me and the twelve managers expecting me in Jamestown 'see' the empty parking space and form the arrow which would direct me to it? If so, what is that intelligence?
I asked my spirit consultant and it said it was Omnimind (OM for short). A friend of mine suggested it was my "parking lot angel" What's your take on it? Have you had an experience of synchronicity similar to this? If so, I'd love to hear about it.
Yours in conscious Oneness with our common, infinite, intercommunicating Source, empathy, integral health, probabilistic scientific-intuition-based evidence, evolving new options, and joy!
Bob
You may also be interested in reading:
A Tale of Synchronicity II ~~ Spooky Action at the Dragor Hotel http://www.shiftinaction.com/node/6688
A Tale of Synchronicity III ~~ Looking Out For Shorty http://www.shiftinaction.com/node/8759
