A Curious Happening

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A Curious Happening

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This is a reprint of something that happened eight years ago, and I swear it is true.  I came in, tossed some change down on the desk and opened my computer.  After working for a few minutes, I looked down and this is what I saw.  Luckily my camera was handy just a few steps away.  What are the chances that the coin would balance itself on edge like this???? Curious, I tried at least a dozen times to balance a coint on its edge and couldn’t balance it.  Finally, I decided my friendly desk poltergeists must have had a hand in it.

Then, the next day, I’d  been at my desk for about an hour, off and on, running to the kitchen, doing little things around the house, and when I finally sat down to type, I happened to glance at my desk and this is what I saw:

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There had been no one else in the house.  I don’t know what happened to the larger ten peso piece from the day before, but I do know I was clicking the flashlight off and on last night.  I did not, however, place this smaller coin next to it or upright!.

To test out a theory, I just now lifted up the flashlight and knocked the coin over, then put the flashlight next to it, thinking perhaps one or the other had been magnetized, but the coin stayed in place flat on the desk and did not rise to the occasion. Then I tried placing the coin on edge several times, to no avail.When I sat the coin on edge propped up against the flashlight and moved the flashlight, however, the coin stayed on its edge. When I tried tossing it on the desk or dropping it, never once has it landed on its edge.  Very very strange. I know it is just a coincidence, but I’m curious about how I could have moved the coins without being aware of it and it is a huge coincidence that the small coin should wind up on edge twice in a row when in 68 years of life, I’ve never had this happen before.

Daily Prompt #18: What Are You Curious About?

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My blog, which started out to be about overcoming grief, quickly grew into a blog about celebrating life. I post daily: poems, photographs, essays or stories. I've lived in countries all around the globe but have finally come to rest in Mexico, where I've lived since 2001. My books may be found on Amazon in Kindle and print format, my art in local Ajijic galleries. Hope to see you at my blog.

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        1. lifelessons's avatarlifelessons Post author

          Busy next two weeks, but remind me and I’ll tell you one-for-one. Did you get my letter about your dolls? I heard from the woman at the doll museum and it sounds like you had a conversation about donating them. I can’t quite remember what the deal was..Judy

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  7. Sam's avatarSam

    Interesting and my thoughts on this have been sent to you via email. Some things I don’t much talk about. Our minds do funny things to our environment at times. Like the way Shirley’s eyes in a portrait follow me around the room and I see slight images of her standing in the kitchen or other parts of the house. This past week I lost my glasses, I knew that I had them in bed when I went to sleep, I tore the bedclothes off the bed, lifted up the mattress, took a flashlight, and looked under the bed. I was really worried that i had lost those glasses and completely knew where I last used them. After two days of looking everywhere, picked up an older pair and called the eye doctor to make an appointment to have new ones made.

    Then after three days, while getting into bed, I looked down and there they were, on the floor right next to the bed about two feet from where my pillow on the bed is located, In the open where anyone could see them~! (maybe if I had them on I would have seen them~!) But they are only for reading and watching TV~!

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  8. Unknown's avatarAnonymous

    Bob is having fun with your mind. Is there a decision or person you are trying to decide whether or not you want to fool with it~?

    When you figure that out maybe you can tell me why after 11 years I am still finding notes that Shirley wrote to me, The latest one about this past week which had all the plans we had for this place when we first bought it. Los Perdidos is in terrible condition right now and I am in a quandary as to what to do, unable to find help and too hot to get outside and work on it.

    My health has been giving me problems over the past month, otherwise, I would have taken that trip down south long ago. The test continues but the results are not all in yet. I have three more appointments this coming week.

    I have been trying to make up my mind about what to do next. My sons telling me to sell it and move somewhere else or hire someone to live here to help look after me and the place.

    I don’t believe in poltergeist but I do know that a person leaves something behind if the connection with them was very strong. Why do I keep finding these little journals in places that I have been looking at for years and suddenly one more of them pops up, often notes that I did not know she had written?

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    1. lifelessons's avatarlifelessons Post author

      Maybe time to go on to the next adventure, Sam. I have absolutely loved every place I have ever lived but gave them up without a backwards look and loved the next place more. You just have to find the next perfect place. It will be hard to give up your wonderful hot tub but perhaps you will lose most of the strain that causes you to need it. Why don’t you just try out a new environ for a year without giving up your old one?

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      1. Sam's avatarSam

        Judy
        Your suggestion would have been much easier to do five to eight years back but as the years and wear keep on going, it gets much harder. I have returned to places of bygone years and was terribly disappointed. Only five years back, a lot of my “growing-up friends” were still around, but now I only have friends from more recent years, with only a few I met after Shirley died who do not even know who she was. The rest are only a few couples that we knew together. Going to dinner with those friends when I am “the odd man out” really becomes a drag at times.

        Though I approach this correspondence differently from most of the other correspondents on it as being a fine outlet for me, I mostly count the people that I would want to know better are much less than it was only a few years back. You will notice that I prefer one on one correspondence superior to an online broadcast where this very note is bothering me due to my not liking to talk about my life.

        Even over this past year my physical health has deteriorated a bit, while my mental health seems to be rather stable, if not improving much, but is also not much deteriorating (like losing my glasses and cell phone) so my mental age may be a hindrance to me finding someone of my mental level to hold an intelligent conversation, or listen to good music and poetry or even watch a good movie or talk about the current book I am reading. I tried joining such groups I just did not feel compatible. At least the people on this site are kind enough not to ask me my age (very often)~!

        My plan to go back to your part of the world is not as tempting as it was only a year back when I first thought about it, and mentioned it to you. The value of my property has increased so much that I could actually buy a small place in Colorado for vacation, and a second one in Mexico, living like a king, but that desire is just not as great as it was only a short time back. That was part of my plan on going down there.

        Though I do talk to my maids in (broken) Spanish, I also think that I would need a few weeks to get back in practice. My French seems to take over, and they look at me kind of funny at times. Though I do read in three languages pretty well, and at times watch movies in other languages, practice gets sorry when not used enough.

        But maybe I just waited too long~! This may sound trite but the ladies that I know around here are just “too old for my mind” and their desires and outlook in life are just not the same as mine, this is what happened to my desire of having someone live on my place near me. (I Think~!)

        I don’t talk about my health very much, and until this past year it was really great, now my doctor’s visits are becoming more common as the years go on~! However just early this morning I was under one of my tractors working on the belts on the cutter bar. So I am able enough, but just afraid of crawling under a tractor if there is no one to pull me out if it falls on me. I also have stopped climbing a ladder while alone and would stay away from a hose with HOT water spewing out of it~!

        See, I told you to slow down, Ha~! It has been fun knowing you~! Both the things that we have in common and the places where we don’t are interesting to me~! Oh that Trumpet poem had me trying to write the words to a New Orleans funeral Dirge, but it kept trying to return to “When The Saint Come Marching In”~! So I put it aside and will try again tomorrow. I do want a Dirge played for me and not much else at my funeral.

        MOST OF THESE ARE TERRIBLE: GOOGLE: “funeral dirge poem”

        SAM

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  10. wingman2023's avatarwingman2023

    Kind of like winning the lottery. You play all your life and never win. Then when you do, you can’t believe it. I flipped a nickel once. It was an old nickel with eight sides. It landed on its side and I freaked right out. So I do know how creepy this is.

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