Nordic wrote:justdrew wrote:
When I was very young, shortly after the death of the man I thought at the time was my father, I was playing in my backyard sandbox... Normally I'd not be in it very long at a time, but one afternoon I spent hours in the sandbox, totally engrossed in what I was making and had to be pulled out by mom for dinner.
I was making in the sand a model of a part of a city on a ridge spur with a particular kind of institutional campus built on it. I was making all these little roads on the sides of the ridge, the buildings, imagining helicopters and driving cars on the roads, and myself working at this place as an adult. Lots of details. I was very engrossed in this. Well, thirty years later, I work at just such an institution, on a ridge. It's improbable that such a place would even be built in such geography, yet there it is, and there I am. It's also improbable that I would cross the country to end up in the right city. Aspects of my personal life that I'd imagined in the sandbox, have come entirely true as well.
This reminds me of those stories about when they track down identical twins who were raised apart and it turns out that they've married women with the same names, drive the same cars, live in the same kinds of houses, etc.
It makes you wonder just how much free will we actually have.
I'm reading a biography right now of the psychic Annette Martin. Pretty damn fascinating. She seems to be the real deal, and often tells people of things that are going to happen to them in the future, with uncanny accuracy. If our future is preordained, just what choices do we consciously make?
Been thinking about that lately about myself, and my wife, and family and stuff. I always knew, somehow that I would have a blond-haired blue-eyed son. Just knew it, and now I do. Of course it's not a stretch considering that I'm blond haired and blue-eyed ...... but still ....
Sometimes you just know stuff. Sometimes it's good. Often it's not good at all.
Justdrew's sandbox story reminds me of the plot to the new Adam Sandler family comedy film "Bedtime Stories".
And your mentioning of the Twins parable reminds me of some of the more stranger Jeff RI blogs about similar instances/vice versa mirror events.