A crow finds me, omen of what? This morning I woke thinking of an email from a friend in another part of the world. I was trying to recall my reply, but could not. Just then a black crow landed on the roof directly above my head. From my angle in bed, without moving, I could see it 10 feet above me out the window and I heard it crow as it bobbed its head shaking the fluffy crop under its neck. Then I remembered the reply I wrote to my friend before falling asleep:
“I need to listen to more birds.”
Coincidences continue to astonish me. Can they really be? Are they reminders that we are both partial creators and partial experiencers of this simulation?
Is your life filled with these strange coincidences too, or is it just me?