The Frogs Get It
Here’s a little synchronicity story for you. I have these fairly often but this one keeps returning to mind, perhaps because it’s neurologically attached to a particular song, and that particular song is currently playing.
It was probably a couple months ago this happened. My husband had just told me of his encounter with an adorable frog outside our apartment building (we have a pond nearby), and I was envious of his good luck. I’d never seen one, except at an aquarium once (I’ll save the aquarium frog orgy story for another day). So I determined that I must keep an eye out for froggies on my walk later that night! Then I forgot.
Fastforward to my walk. I’m barely on my way, rocking out to a little song called ‘Instinct Blues’ by a little band called The White Stripes. It gets to the line, “the frogs get it” and at that very moment I detect a dark spot on the sidewalk. I move closer, and you’ll never guess what it was! Actually, you’d have to be rather dense not to guess what it was… but — a frog! Hells yeah.
I found it particularly cool because, not only did my intention come about much more swiftly than expected (not too surprising, being a small, simple intention with no conflicting emotions attached. Just 100% me wanting to see a froggie!), but the universe did me one better with the synchronicity — literally — synchronizing the event with a matching song lyric.
Just a coincidence? You decide. Meanwhile I’ll be over here working magic and what not. May you dream of dancing frogs, and may they not be giant poisonous frogs dancing creepily towards you with murderous intent. If they are, fear not. Let your instincts guide you and all will be well. Night night.
[audio:White-Stripes-Instinct-Blues.mp3]
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I almost never have nightmares, but the night after posting this, I did. It didn’t involve any giant poisonous frogs, dancing toward me with murderous intent, but it did feature a poison-gas-spraying Silar - from the TV show ‘Heroes’ - and he was definitely after me with murderous intent. Go, power of suggestion… At one point I found myself partially awake, partially still dreaming, and I thought about this. It gave me the idea to summon the White Stripes to my rescue. I imagined them having super powers stronger than Silar’s. They appeared as giants and I don’t remember what happened after that, but I think they totally kicked his ass…