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Strange
Happenings
I'm
a mechanical engineer nuts and bolts sort of person. Two and two make
four, never five. Everything has to have an explanation even though
my brain can't comprehend it, such as where did the universe come
from, before the supposed big bang?
In my lifetime I've had so many experiences that can not be
explained. I first detected that this phenomena manifested itself in
my mother. I'll tell of a few.
As a young person I served a 5 year
apprenticeship to become a mechanical engineer. This necessitated me
to live in the town of Dunfermline about 40 miles away. To get there
and back I always traveled by motor bike. Sometimes it might be a
month or more before going home and usually I made it known that I
was coming. One time on the spur of the moment I decided to go home
and to go there by train. When I got off the train at Elie I saw the
local Earlsferry taxi man, George Graham, awaiting someone's
arrival. I said, "Hello George , who are you picking up?" He
looked at me in a very strange way and said, "Your mother said
you were coming on this train and she sent me to get you." I
assured him that this couldn't be as she had not a clue that I
was coming. George repeated, "Well she was very positive that
you were coming home and that you'd be on this particular train
and she sent me to get you." When
I went into the house my usual place was set at the table for the
evening meal. I quizzed my mother as to how did she know. She just
smiled and said, "I knew."
This
phenomena also manifested itself in our family border terrier dog, Jill. After
I left home to live in Dunfermline for five years while I was
serving a five year mechanical engineering apprenticeship Jill
remained at home where my mother and father took care of her. On another similar and unannounced train visit to home I
opened the railway carriage door to get off the train at the Elie
railway station. There, where I got off,
was Jill wagging her tail. It was a mile and a half from our home in
Earlsferry to the Elie Railway Station. I was told that Jill just
ran off, something she'd never ever done before.
Two strange incidents
happened on the Earlsferry Beach.
I had just returned
from having walked the length of the beach. I reached into my
pocket for my pocket knife only to discover that I'd lost it.
I
decided to retrace my steps to see if on a million to one chance I could find it. After I'd
gone about a quarter of a mile along the sand, for some unexplained
reason, I stopped, bent down and pushed my hand down into
the sand. My hand emerged holding my knife. A needle in a haystack
would have been easier to find.
One time I met a lady
coming up from the beach. She was just frantic and beside herself.
"I've lost my ring. I've lost my ring. Somewhere on the beach
I must have lost my ring." I said, "Well let's go back
and see where you've been," to which she agreed. Where I met
her was beside our garden. As we left I spotted our garden rake
and took it with me. We'd gone about a half mile along the beach
and for absolutely no reason I stopped, made a pass in the sand
with the rake to have the rake emerge with the ring hooked over
one of the tines.
As
brothers, Noel and I were very close and many events have
happened over the years that are hard to understand. It began when
out of the blue we simultaneously spoke on a subject that until
then was far away from what we had been talking about. One time we
walked the long deserted Largo Bay beach for about a mile with neither of us
speaking. Both knew exactly what the other was thinking when we simultaneously spoke.
In later years after we had gone our separate
ways it was quite commonplace after a long period of being out of
touch for me to attempt to telephone Noel only to pick up the
phone and find there was no dial tone. As I gave a questioning
"Hello?" Noel would answer, "I dialed you but I got
no indication that the call had gone through." Noel was a
firm believer in telepathy and the power of the mind to reach out
to the person on whom he was concentrating his thoughts. He made a
firm believer out of me. Noel was passionately interested in his
hobby of amateur ham radio. He was a believer that there was
a force that mental waves followed the same path as radio waves.
After I left Scotland to live in the United States Noel was to
prove this many times. When a ham radio operator sends out a
signal, it's debatable whether the call will be received in New
York or thousands of miles away in San Francisco or if at all, yet
repeatedly I'd get a phone call from some nearby ham radio operator
who lived almost next door who would say, " I am speaking to
your brother in England and I have you phone patched to him, start
talking. No matter where I lived in the U.S., whether in Cleveland,
Ohio or Portland in Oregon this would happen. There were times
that the U.S. radio ham operator would tell Noel, "You are coming in
loud and clear and you are the only signal at the moment that is
coming in from Europe."
One time Noel and his wife Marion,
came to visit from England for two weeks in the summer time. At
that time we had a summer
home on an inlet of the sea in Puget Sound near the town of Friday
Harbor in the Pacific northwest state of Washington. One day
when Noel and I were out fishing for dinner a beautiful heavy wood
beam
that was about 18 inches square and about 20 feet long came
drifting by. Too good a prize to pass up so we tied on a rope and
towed it back to the house. Being very heavy it was all we could
do by using pinch bars to move it out of the water and up into the
very long grass that was growing above the high tide mark. The
house had large picture windows that looked down on to the water
where there were four tiny islands where big seals slept. After Noel
and Marion left we decided to sell the house which sold
immediately. It turned out that the man who bought the house was
in the plywood business and was also a ham radio operator. As soon
as he moved in he erected his radio tower then left for a three month
stint to supervise the construction of a new plywood plant near
Singapore. Simultaneously when Noel got back to England he left to
go to Japan as the guest of Akio Morita who was the founder of the Sony electronic company and
others. It
happened that Noel and the new homeowner returned from their trips
about the same time. Both on getting home cranked up their antenna
towers
and got on the air. From Noel, "This is G3GSN in England calling the
west coast of the USA. " From the recipient of his call,
"This is XXXXX on the west coast of the USA." From
Noel," I was recently in the USA and was in the Pacific
northwest. Response. "I am in the Pacific
northwest." Response. "I was visiting on an island called
Friday Harbor in the San Juan Islands." Response " I live near
Friday Harbor on San Juan Island in a house that I just
bought." Now the cheese is getting binding. From Noel,
"When you got out of bed this morning, put on your bathrobe
and your slippers
and made your coffee and you looked out of your living room
windows, were there five or six seals
sleeping on the big rock in front?" After a period of
silence, "There were five." From Noel, "Down on the
waterfront in front of where you are is there a big log laying
above the waterline in the long grass?" Response, "Not to my
knowledge." From Noel, "Would you just lay down your mike for a
moment and go down the steps to the beach and take a look?"
The man did that. When he got back to his mike he was
speechless. Noel had reached out 8,000 miles and made his
presence felt right into the very living room of the house
on a remote island where he had very recently just been. At this
time Noel did not know that we had sold the house and that it had
a new owner.
Once again Noel had proved that the body lays
down pathways, lines of force, Ley Lines, that once a person has been to a
place it forever becomes easier for the person and his mind to
return to that place and that the waves created by mental energy and radio
energy follow the same path by way of the ionosphere.
To be continued.
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