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  1. Kim Calkins
    September 9, 2018 @ 6:39 am

    Hi Alexis. Kim Calkins here. I had an interview with you and Mary Rodwell a couple/three years ago. I listened to your recording and immediately remembered a trippy thing that happened to me and two guys who were working for me, at the time. Note: I always warn people that if they hang around with me long enough, weird things will start to happen to them, too. This is a good illustration of that.

    I was doing a whole-house remodel and I hired several guys to help me. My kitchen cabinets were all removed and I was getting ready to call the cabinet company to order my new cabinets. I had already talked to T. J. (my primary contractor) about the new cabinets and specifically about the dimensions of the new cabinets. We had considered several configurations so there were a lot of different dimensions and markings on the walls where we experimented with what would work best. We finally reached a decision. This particular morning, I told T. J. I was about to order the cabinets and wanted to go over the sizes one more time. So we talked and he showed me how he had written the dimensions of the cabinets on the walls where the cabinets would be placed. I wrote out the order and was about to call the cabinet maker. Then I started second-guessing myself. I stood in that kitchen and debated whether or not to bother T. J. about this yet again. In my mind, I was saying, “I really think I need to talk to T. J. one more time about these cabinet dimensions.” T. J. was busy with Daniel in the spare bathroom and I didn’t want to bother them just then because they were finishing up the tile work. So, I decided to go out to the mailbox at the street and check my mail. So I walked out the front door and headed for the mailbox. Halfway there, the front door flew open and T. J. was standing there with Daniel right behind him. T.J. was urgently calling my name, “Miss Kim, Miss Kim, Miss Kim, Miss Kim.” All the color was gone from his face. I turned around and said “What’s up?” He looked like he had just seen a ghost. Just to note, T.J. is a big, tall, strong, muscular, 42 year old guy. He’s no sissy and neither is Daniel. T. J. called me inside to explain something to me. He took me back to the spare bathroom, where they were working. He explained that they were inside the bathroom working with the door open. The bathroom is off a hallway along with the 3 bedrooms. One of the spare bedroom doors is directly across the hall from the spare bath and that door was open, too. And there is a window in the bedroom that lines up with both open doors (the one to the bathroom and the one to the bedroom.) So they could see outside. As they stood working, T. J. AND Daniel both heard me behind them say, “T. J., I need to talk to you one more time about the cabinets.” It rattled them because there was absolutely no way that I was in the bathroom with them, plus they could actually see me outside walking out to the street to the mailbox at the same time they heard me talking to them. Daniel was inconsolable. He insisted that I had rigged the thermostat to talk. He was hurrying through the house to find where I had made a recording of my voice. Even though T.J. had experienced some other trippy stuff that happened at the house, this was a little more than he could take. I told him that what he heard with his ears is what I was thinking right before I decided to go out to the mailbox. It only took a couple minutes for my thoughts to manifest into my own voice speaking.

    I think this fits with your retro-synchronicity topic.

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    • Alexis Brooks - Editor, Higher Journeys
      September 28, 2018 @ 5:27 pm

      Hello Kim, So great to hear from you, and thanks for sharing your story. I have one word: Bilocation! Whoah! I love it. Please do stay in touch! Cheers, AB

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