chapter 370

1/1/2015

A New Beginning

with a NEW CAR

OK, I don't exactly have it in my garage just yet, but my psychic self just felt like it was the right Fit for me to win this Honda Fit for free from my old Keeler Dealership. That 10 year old chapter link spoke of staff turnover. Today there was one guy I knew out of 30 employees in there. The drawing is Jan 5 so publishing this in advance will be a true and honest test of my spiritual side. Would be a perfect gift to daughter on her new job in New York City, coincidentally on Jan 5 the day of the drawing. Wore my Keeler jacket with my Spark Your Dream cap for good luck. Salesman thought he should snap my pic with a different car. I say no, we both have to be in it to win it with my test drive car. It's good carma. Black like Kathy's Scion. They found a missing Asian airplane today so chapter 370 has a certain distant connection to it.

Synchronicity in psychic terms is a convergence of coincidental improbable events that somehow together have spiritual meaning. Like last chapter's focus on Jimi Hendrix then my best buddy gets a Jimi Hendrix clock for Christmas with his guitar picks as hours hand built by his son. Or the timing that about the time Pete was at the Hendrix concert I was on Army leave at a candle lit party in Albany listening with headphones to the "Are You Experienced" album, Purple Haze with a strange odor of hemp in the background. Or the deep blue sky top pic with my potential gift eerily similar to the blue sky in last chapter's painting that I re-gifted back to Pete. This cheap guitar from his day rare & expensive now La Baye 2x4 from the 1967 Summer of Love ,Jimi Hendrix Experience, etc.

Granted, I was wrong about the end of the world (or was I?) in my Mayan Calendar Prophecy, but I kind of felt all along it might simply mean we were passing into a new phase, which was certainly true for me.

Checking out Tony's new toy from the tree tops. No equipment malfunction from his front end loader.

True we may have been a bit loaded ourselves. Always loved the Christmasy look of a bar bottle display. This from our earlier Dinosaur meet-up.

On the way home a forest of Christmas trees suddenly sprung up on the roadside at the top of the hill. I saw them bathing on the roof, their beauty and the moonlight over threw ya. Hallelujah. I couldn't resist the beauty.

You can't make this stuff up. That's by the way the name of the Theresa book I got from my daughter-in-law. I've had many spiritual connections since the Theresa show, won't bore you. Then again I also got the SU coach's Bleeding Orange book from Sis. Perhaps people think I'm not well Red enough. As I write this, I realize this is perhaps my worst rambling chapter. UNLESS I WIN. Then you'll hear about it. 99.9% probable next week chapter will just be some other meaningless fluff as per usual. 

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