I recently saw an episode of 'Weird or What' that discussed serendipity, coincidence, those odd little statistically improbable occurences that take place, and it raised the issue of quantum entanglement. A physics professor they had on the program discussed his theory that quantum entanglement may apply on a scale much larger than simply the atomic level, that lives brushing up against one another in significant ways can then become linked, and will impact one another as they move through life. I found it an intriguing idea, given many of the occurences I deal with on a regular basis with no apparent explanation, like my husband's ability to wake me up if he wakes up in the middle of the night.... when he's away working. It's a running joke that he can call, and I can tell him what times he was called out to the rig floor in the middle of the night, because I'd pop wide awake. Other instances occur with great regularity too for me, such as getting a headache and thinking about someone, only to give their home phone a ring on the off chance they're not at work, and finding they've stayed home because they have a massive stress headache, and were needing someone to talk to.
Probably my most notable though was dreaming about my cousin. A vivid, terrible dream, where he was walking away from me, and I was desparate to make him come back and talk. But he wouldn't look at me, just kept walking, looking sad. I screamed and cried for him to come back. But he was gone. I woke up crying, told hubby about it, and was heavy hearted all day, thinking I needed to call him that night when he got home from work. Rarely do people pop into your head (okay my head) like that for no reason. But it was too late. He'd died in a car wreck as I was waking up.
And yes yes, I know the math, I know the statistics and the science often says it's mere coincidence... law of probabilities... but let me tell you it sure doesn't feel like it when you know.
Probably my most notable though was dreaming about my cousin. A vivid, terrible dream, where he was walking away from me, and I was desparate to make him come back and talk. But he wouldn't look at me, just kept walking, looking sad. I screamed and cried for him to come back. But he was gone. I woke up crying, told hubby about it, and was heavy hearted all day, thinking I needed to call him that night when he got home from work. Rarely do people pop into your head (okay my head) like that for no reason. But it was too late. He'd died in a car wreck as I was waking up.
And yes yes, I know the math, I know the statistics and the science often says it's mere coincidence... law of probabilities... but let me tell you it sure doesn't feel like it when you know.