I don't really consider myself a superstitious person. I might have grown up exposed to many tales of supernatural phenomena but I believe that they didn't really have much of an impact on me. Usually, the old wives' tales are considered to be almost as close as you can get to fact. Why? The old women say so!
I usually sit on the fence when I hear of anything unexplainable. Sometimes I can see right through it. At other times, I wonder about a logical explanation. It used to amuse me that people always laid claim to "knowing", beforehand, about an event that occurred but only after it took place. They normally begin by saying "I had a feeling about it." Then they elaborate about having a dream or seeing it in some vision. Sometimes, they just say that they knew it.
When I was young, I think I did fall for some of it. I remember being in awe of these people and I felt that they had some special power.
I still don't know where I stand on this issue.
Of course, it's not important but I do have some personal experiences, which I don't understand nor which I can explain.
One lived in Penang, the other in Kuala Lumpur and they were not in contact with each other. Yet when they related their dream to me, at different opportunities, it was uncanny. It was as if they had seen the same movie and told me about it. I don't think they would have concocted this. Why would they? I pondered over it for a long time and until today; I cannot understand how two complete individuals could have an almost identical dream. Even the dialogue in the dream was similar. How do we connect the dots?
The second co-incidence is that DC died on 26 March which is 5 days after my birthday on 21 March. Unbelievably, Eric, my second boy died on 17 July also exactly 5 days after Jared's birthday on 12 July. What are the odds of that happening? A gambling person might say a million to one. What's the significance? I don't know.
What brought all this up? I am thinking of Eric today.
Anyway, it was timely that just less than an hour ago, a friend of mine began to sort out some thoughts in his head and writing it down in his email to me. In the end, he said it was getting complicated and just stopped abruptly. No further analysis and no more trudging through the whole rigmarole. He just put a smiley and that was it. This got me thinking about how easy it is to dismiss what is too much trouble to sort out. That is if one really wants to!
When I replied to his email, I told him that he should bottle up that quality and sell it. I added that he'd be a millionaire. Upon hindsight, I think that people won't want it. People love spending time connecting the dots.
I'll end this on a lighter note. See image to smile.
(all images from photobucket)
Apologies to blondes!