I recently heard about a presentation given by a researcher who described the work of quantum physicist Philippe Guillemant, who has proposed that the future is already realized and is "brought to life" by the influence of our observations and intentions. In other words, we create our reality and can control our future.
Guillemant theorizes that our intentions cause effects in the future that become the future causes of present effects–what we call "synchronicities." He says that that future has already happened and emerges from how we presently see things and what we intend to do in the future. He’s saying that the future gives itself away in the present, if we just know where to look. In order to see into the future, we just need to recognize the weak signals in our present that point to what is about to emerge.
I don’t understand this any better than you do (unless you, as an unknowncountry.com reader, are also a quantum physicist–and I’ve heard from some who are), but what interests me about this theory is that I LIVED it for a time after I woke up from a coma seven years ago. As I’ve written here before, my life was suddenly filled with synchronicities to the extent that it seemed like a jigsaw puzzle. I could almost SEE the next puzzle piece slipping into place.
I’ve returned to "ordinary" reality now, with only an occasional "miracle" or two to remind me of what I learned when my brain was still scrambled. But the biggest miracle–the one that may be the reason that the whole incident happened–was the fact that I was given the message to get back into contact with our goddaughter Amy.
It wouldn’t leave me alone: A voice in my head kept repeating insistently, "You must contact Amy, you must contact Amy, you MUST contact Amy." Finally I said (to whoever it was), "All right, leave me alone, I’ll do it!" So I emailed her Mom and asked for Amy’s email address. I got back in touch with her and discovered she was now living in New York City, which had been our home for many years. I got her in touch with some of our friends there and became kind of a scolding, second Mom to her.
Then her real mother came down with colon cancer and died. If it hadn’t been for that insistent voice, I probably wouldn’t have ever known that our old friend Dora was even sick, much less that she had died, but because of that nagging voice, that wouldn’t leave me alone, we were able to fly down to San Antonio and be with Amy and her sister Bridgid during their sad ordeal.
Those of you who are my regular diary readers already know this story, but I’m mentioning this in case you want to SEE Amy. We see her whenever we visit New York City, and sometimes she visits us, as she did recently, when we filmed her for our "trailer" for our new book "Melody Burning." I’m telling you this so you can click here if you want to meet our beautiful and beloved goddaughter (who is now our surrogate daughter).
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