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SYNCH ENTRY IN LOG BOOK, MAY 4TH, 2002, AT ABOUT 3 PM.
While preparing a "taped~instrumental~piano~concert" for "me mom" as a special MOTHERS' DAY present, I was in the process of deciding which selections to include in the 90 minute "performmance" [?]
While doing this, I was listening to a taped selection of my favorite music; a song called, "I'LL DREAM OF YOU" was playing. Just as it got to the words, "Aautumn leaves must fall..." one of the possible selections for the concert literally fell to the ground from the folder it was in. I WAS SHOCKED TO SEE THAT THE SONG THAT FELL was called: "AUTUMN LEAVES."
I probably would not have included this piece in the instrumental concert, BUT ~ I felt I was being "REDIRECTED" to do so. [Incidentally, this very song was, in fact, the favorite of the sister of an acquaintance of mine, where I actually copied & sent the peice to her, and subsequently played it for her while in Ohio!]`
Why "AUTUMN LEAVES" fell to the floor while I was deciding what pieces to include in the 'TAPED~PRESENT' to 'me~mom' and why hearing the words "Autumn leaves must fall" is presently BEYOND MY UNDERSTANDING ~ if, of course, there is anything to understand; CYNICS would say: it is just coincidence, ~ YET Michael Talbot, in a book called, "THE HOLOGRAPHIC UNIVERSE," makes a convincing argument for the phenomenon of synchronicity as being PART OF THE FABRIC OF OUR TOTAL REALITY!
SO? ~~~ so I'll simply follow the synchronistic flow and quietly include the piece, and just see how 'me~mom' likes it:)))~+_+~
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JUNE 1ST, 2002: (11:07 AM)
I am rereading an email I am about to send to a female friend by the name of Nancy. It was regarding the possibility of having a local picnic with some of our mutual friends in the very near future; as I was doing this, I was playing one of my cassette tapes, this one was Connie Francis' hit record called, "TOGETHER."
As I read the words, PICNIC IN A LOCAL PARK IN NEW JERSEY,
I heard Ms. Francis singing the words: "picnics at the park...together"~+_+~
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Tess was a precocious eight year old when she heard
> > > > > > > > her Mom and Dad talking about her little brother,
> > > > > > > > Andrew. All she knew was that he was very sick and
> > > > > > > > they were completely out of money. They were moving to
> > > > > > > > an apartment complex next month because Daddy didn't
> > > > > > > > have the money for the doctor's bills and our house.
> > > > > > > > Only a very costly surgery could save him now and it
> > > > > > > > was looking like there was no-one to loan them the
> > > > > > > > money. She heard Daddy say to her tearful Mother with
> > > > > > > > whispered desperation, "Only a miracle can save him now."
> > > > > > > > Tess went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar
> > > > > > > > from its hiding place in the closet. She poured all
> > > > > > > > the change out on the floor and counted it carefully.
> > > > > > > > Three times, even. The total had to be exactly perfect.
> > > > > > > > No chance here for mistakes. Carefully placing the coins
> > > > > > > > back in the jar and twisting on the cap, she slipped out
> > > > > > > > the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall's Drug
> > > > > > > > Store with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door.
> > > > > > > > She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her
> > > > > > > > some attention but he was too busy at this moment.
> > > > > > > > Tess twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise. Nothing.
> > > > > > > > She cleared her throat with the most disgusting sound
> > > > > > > > she could muster. No good. Finally she took a quarter
> > > > > > > > from her jar and banged it on the glass counter. That
> > > > > > > > did it!
> > > > > > > > "And what do you want?" the pharmacist asked in an
> > > > > > > > annoyed tone of voice. "I'm talking to my brother
> > > > > > > > from Chicago whom I haven't seen in ages," he said
> > > > > > > > without waiting for a reply to his question.
> > > > > > > > "Well, I want to talk to you about my brother," Tess
> > > > > > > > answered back in the same annoyed tone. "He's really,
> > > > > > > > really sick ... and I want to buy a miracle."
> > > > > > > > "I beg your pardon?" said the pharmacist.
> > > > > > > > "His name is Andrew and he has something bad growing
> > > > > > > > inside his head and my Daddy says only a miracle can
> > > > > > > > save him now. So how much does a miracle cost?"
> > > > > > > > "We don't sell miracles here, little girl. I'm sorry
> > > > > > > > but I can't help you," the pharmacist said, softening
> > > > > > > > a little.
> > > > > > > > "Listen, I have the money to pay for it. If it isn't
> > > > > > > > enough, I will get the rest. Just tell me how much it
costs."
> > > > > > > > The pharmacist's brother was a well dressed man. He
> > > > > > > > stooped down and asked the little girl, "What kind of
> > > > > > > > a miracle does your brother need?"
> > > > > > > > "I don't know," Tess replied with her eyes welling up.
> > > > > > > > "I just know he's really sick and Mommy says he needs
> > > > > > > > an operation. But my Daddy can't pay for it, so I
> > > > > > > > want to use my money".
> > > > > > > > "How much do you have?" asked the man from Chicago.
> > > > > > > > "One dollar and eleven cents," Tess answered barely
> > > > > > > > audibly. "And it's all the money I have, but I can get
> > > > > > > > some more if I need to.
> > > > > > > > "Well, what a coincidence," smiled the man. "A dollar
> > > > > > > > and eleven cents exact price of a miracle for little
> > > > > > > > brothers."
> > > > > > > > He took her money in one hand and with the other hand
> > > > > > > > he grasped her mitten and said "Take me to where you
> > > > > > > > live. I want to see your brother and meet your
> > > > > > > > parents.
> > > > > > > > Let's see if I have the kind of miracle you need."
> > > > > > > > That well dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a
> > > > > > > > surgeon, specializing in neuro-surgery. The operation
> > > > > > > > was completed without charge and it wasn't long until
> > > > > > > > Andrew was home again and doing well. Mom and Dad
> > > > > > > > were happily talking about the chain of events that
> > > > > > > > had led them to this place. "That surgery," her Mom
> > > > > > > > whispered. "was a real miracle. I wonder how much it
> > > > > > > > would have cost?"
> > > > > > > > Tess smiled. She knew exactly how much a miracle
> > > > > > > > cost ... one dollar and eleven cents ...... plus the
> > > > > > > > faith of a little child.
>
> > > > > > > > A miracle is not the suspension of natural law, but
> > > > > > > > the operation of a higher law...... (A TRUE STORY)
> > > > > > > > I know you'll keep the ball moving! Here it goes.
> > > > > > > > Throw it back to someone else who means something to you!
> > > > > > > > The Friendship Ball
> > > > > > > > A ball is a circle, no beginning, no end. It keeps us
> > > > > > > > together like our Circle of Friends. But the treasure
> > > > > > > > inside for you to see is the treasure of friendship
> > > > > > > > you've granted to me. Today I pass the friendship ball to
you.
> > > > > > > > Pass it on to someone who is a friend to you.
>
> > > > > > > > MY OATH TO YOU...
> > > > > > > > When you are sad.....I will dry your tears.
> > > > > > > > When you are scared.....I will comfort your fears.
> > > > > > > > When you are worried.....I will give you hope.
> > > > > > > > When you are confused.....I will help you cope.
> > > > > > > > And when you are lost.....And can't see the light.
> > > > > > > > I shall be your beacon.....Shining ever so bright
> > > > > > > > This is my oath.....I pledge till the end.
> > > > > > > > Why you may ask?.....Because you're my friend.
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