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This happened to me about two weeks ago or so. The coincidence is so amusing to me, hence I am writing this post. You are going to laugh when I tell you this, but come on, you know, what are the chances? On Saturday night, hubby and I were ready to go to bed but decided to watch a YouTube movie on the lap top (they are free). He picked 11-11-11 since we had not seen it and it seemed interesting. Anyhow, this shows you what a way to spook myself silly.
So we start watching, he fell asleep for most of it but I watched it all. It is about this man who keeps seeing the number 11.11 in different ways in his life – mom dies on that date, wife and son too, and other stuff. He doesn’t believe in God, and his father is dying in Spain, his brother is a priest, but they have a strained relationship. He travels to Spain and soon, starts seeing weird stuff at his brother’s home – which happens to be a church too, He sees shadows, demons … and he thinks he has to save his brother, a prophet. And I won’t tell you anything else because I don’t want to give it away. So the movie ends, Eddie is up, and gets ready to turn the computer off, then, I happen to glance at the time on the clock near our bed, while the credits are rolling on the screen. The time is 11:07, and I say “Oh my God” (just keep in mind that I just saw the movie). This is our conversation.
Eddie – “Whaaat?”
Me – “Don’t turn it off, if what I think is going to happen, does happen, I will be so spooked that I will not sleep all night.”
Eddie – “Why are you looking at that crap (the credits)?”
Me – “Just watch the credits till the end of the movie, and watch the clock when the last one of the credits roll, just watch.”
So, he is looking at me like I am kind of a maniac, and I kept watching as the last of the credits roll, we look at each other (mouths opened).
Eddie – “This is so weird.” He starts laughing hysterically.
Me – “See, I told you, the movie ended at exactly 11:11. That is so freaking scary, and why are you laughing, you should be as spooked as I am, now I will not sleep until you play some Mr. Bean clips or Eddie Murphy clips, to calm me down.”
Anyhow, he did, and then he was awake and he watched a karate movie and I went to sleep like a baby. But it doesn’t end there, on Sunday, it was nice so we decided to go to the Collingswood Flea Market. It was a good day for a good stroll. Mind you, I still have the movie on my mind and thinking about synchronicity.
We picked up some coffee at the local Wawa. The woman parked next to us, turns on her car, to leave, and it starts but shuts down, then quick starts on the next try, and she drives off. We arrived at the market, and while I am looking at some old stuff on one of the tables, the man next to me tells the vendor – “the lights on your truck are on.” The vendor says, “Thank you so much for letting me know,” and he goes to turn them off.
We keep walking and then it is time to head to the car. We get in, and when Eddie starts it, it doesn’t start – the battery died because he forgot to turn the lights off (there was fog early). So here we are, miles away from home, on a Sunday, figuring out how to get back (we don’t carry AAA). Eddie gets off the car and walks towards a man who is heading to his car. He asked him if he could jump us and explains what happened. The gentleman says no problem, and he helps Eddie and the car starts right away (took less than a minute). He didn’t want to take any money saying “No, I just did you a favor,” and he left. I am inside the car all this time, and I look at the cap that the man is wearing, he is a Mason. I can’t thank him enough for helping us.
Then, as we get ready to leave, this woman points to the eagle on the hood of the car and smiles, and yelled something that we could not make out, as she kept walking. As we start rolling getting out of the parking lot, we stop just in time, because a car that is backing up, almost hit us. I read the bumper sticker and this is what I see – “Don’t let the car fool you, my treasure is in Heaven.” I said to Eddie, “come on, could this day get weirder or what?” He, of course, is in la-la land and asks, “what are you talking about?” I reply, “never mind, let’s go home.”
So this is a perfect example of how I spook myself silly, but you have to admit that some of the coincidences were amusing, none the least.