Debra Basham

Living and Loving

Tag: synchronicity

  • ZZZ Sleep Study Scheduled

    Sacred Stories

    A sleep study had been prescribed for him on May 5. He had missed a couple of calls trying to get it scheduled, and the clock was ticking to get the results before he was scheduled to see the cardiologist.

    Not knowing he had missed a couple of voice mail messages, his wife called. She had to leave a message. The scheduler called the wife on Friday at an inopportune time, so they agreed to a return call when the wife got home.

    The wife got voice mail again. No call back on Friday. They knew nothing would happen over the weekend.

    At 8:00 Monday morning his wife left yet another message, even specifically saying they would not be able to take a call from the scheduler between 9:30 and 10:30, they would be at another appointment.

    Shortly after noon, the scheduler called!

    As the wife mentioned her husband having gotten a new patient visit because of a cancellation, the scheduler told them just few minutes earlier a patient had to reschedule. There was an opening for him on Tuesday, May 24 if he could make that.

    To prepare for the study, he needs to keep a one-week sleep diary – today is the start day!

    (Note* The scheduler knows his friend who called to get him the new patient visit!)

    And which of you by worrying can add a single day to his life’s span? – Matthew 6:27

  • New Patient Visit

    Sacred Stories

    Receiving a text message from their friend informing them a mutual friend was holding an estate sale (the friend’s dad had recently passed), the husband and wife dropped everything and went to the sale. It would be wonderful if they could get a new watering can.

    While at the estate sale, the friend inquired how the husband was doing following his recent hospitalization for a TIA (often called a mini-stroke). The wife expressed frustration that they been seen by the physician’s assistant but had not yet seen the neurologist and were not scheduled to. The husband had an acute low blood pressure event during that visit and the husband had been taken by ambulance from the office to the Emergency Room.

    Their friend said, “Come with me into the house. Let’s call now and see if we can get him in.” As it turns out, their friend is a very close friend of the receptionist at that neurologist’s office.

    Following social pleasantries and dinner plans for next week, the friend filled the receptionist in about the husband. The receptionist recognized the husband’s name — her husband and the patient were business colleagues! The receptionist knows the patient as well. “Small world,” the receptionist said, before continuing, “I am so sorry, but we don’t have a new patient visit with the doctor until August.”

    They agreed to an appointment for the following day with the physician’s assistant they had seen the week prior.

    “Oh, I think I am seeing a miracle occur right before my eyes,” the receptionist exclaimed. “Oh, no, sorry…. so, so, sorry.”

    Then, “Oh, wait, wait… A new patient visit with the doctor at 9:00 am tomorrow just cancelled! Can he make that?”

    They assured the receptionist they could indeed make that new patient visit with the doctor.

    With great gratitude they hugged their friend, and as they got into their car to drive home, the wife said, “Obviously it was not about a sprinkling can.”

  • You Will Come to the Right Decision

    Sacred Stories

    Her husband was having complicated medical issues. The uncertainty with his medications had triggered her habit pattern of distrust and insecurity. Sharing opening about all of this with her daughter and sister, she was brought to tears several times.

    She recognized fully that the conditions were ideal for her to recover (along with her husband) and for them both to reside in that deep core of peace.

    Moments after their sharing, when she checked her email she saw a message from her website. The email associated with the message is advertising a product. Although the message was clearly spam, the words went right to her heart:

    I think you will come to the correct decision. Do not despair.

    “Bidden or unbidden, God is present.” ~ Desiderius Erasmus Roterodamus

    From the original Latin phrase: Vocatus atque non vocatus, deus aderit

    The eminent psychologist Carl Jung had this carved, in Latin, over the front door of his house in Zurich, to remind those entering that: Awe of the Lord is the beginning of Wisdom (Psalms 111.10). The words are said to originate from the reply given by the Delphic Oracle to the Spartans when they were planning a war against Athens: Yes, the Gods will be present, but in what form and to what purpose? Jung came across this as a student reading the works of Erasmus, the Renaissance scholar and humanist. It is also carved on Jung’s tombstone. (from Wild Goose Studio)

  • May 7, 1992

    Sacred Stories

    She was with her husband and a friend when it popped into awareness that this might be the anniversary of her dad’s transition. She went to look up his obituary.

    At the exact moment she was telling them that May 7 is the date, a text message from her sister popped in: “Do you remember 30 years ago today?”

    The two of them had been on the scene as the medic’s tried to resuscitate their dad on May 7, 1992…. 30 years to the day.

    “Soul to heaven, body to earth.” ~ The Egyptian Book of the Dead

  • Black and White Blanket

    Sacred Stories

    She had gifted him a black and white blanket — very soft, lamb’s wool on one side, he would “meditate” in his recliner covered up with it. Invariably a kitty would join him!

    Due to health concerns, he had moved out of state, and the kitties were going to a new home as well. She was scheduled to help the mutual friend who was handling the kitties’ mobile vet appointment. Out of compassion, the friend asked her if she wanted anything from the house to remember them by.

    Not sharing any of the details of the black and white blanket, she said simply, “There is a black and white blanket on the recliner in the lower level. That would be wonderful.”

    When her own life got complicated, and she knew she would be unable to help with the mobile vet visit and the kitties’ relocation, she reluctantly told their mutual friend it was OK, she did not need the blanket to remember them by.

    The morning of the vet visit and their move, a text came saying everything had gone so well and the kitties were now with their new family. The second text message said simply, “A funny thing happened as I was leaving the house. A black and white blanket jumped into my truck.”

    Two photos accompanied a text response, expressing her gratitude.

    A picture is     worth a thousand words. Now the friend totally understood.

  • Don Anderson

    Sacred Stories

    She was planning a trip to Greece with two friends, but both of them had family situations develop making them back out. They decided on a cruise instead, but a cruise was not her thing, so she chose to go to Greece alone.

    A friend suggested she introduce herself to the owners of Theo and Stacy’s, a local Greek restaurant. She agreed it would be good for her to have some sense of what to expect and how to navigate, so she arranged to meet the owners VERY early one morning.

    Only one other patron was in the restaurant at that time. She overheard him saying he was going to the Sault.

    She grew up in Sault Saint Marie!

    “Excuse me,” she said as the man was preparing to leave, “I could not help but overhear your mention of the Sioux. I grew up there.”

    They chatted a bit before he asked about her family name. Her father had passed when she was only four, and her mother had remarried. When she told him her father’s name he blurted out, “Don Anderson was my best friend!”

    So many threads came together for them to be in this same place at the exact same time. He was as delighted to share stories about her father as she was to hear them. The synchronicity absolutely shaped her view of the world.

    And she had a marvelous time in Greece….

  • Game of Life: Pick-out-picks

    Sacred Stories

    Her husband had gone to the ER and been admitted to the hospital with a possible stroke. It had been a long day. She went to bed without running the garbage disposal so the following morning, as she readied to go to the hospital, she could smell the drain.

    Starting the water, then flipping on the garbage disposal, she was immediately greeted with an earsplitting grinding noise. GGGGRRRRRR

    Turning off the disposal and water, she reached down into the drain. Yikes. She recalled a couple of days prior when the weather was warm and she had the kitchen window open. The small container of toothpicks had blown into the sink, landing upside down. Obviously some toothpicks had spilled into the drain.

    Again she wrenched her hand into the hole, fishing out several partially ground toothpicks. She heard in her mind’s ear, “Do you want to do this on your own or would you like help?”

    She silently asked for help before reaching in again and again. Each time she was pulling out more splintered pieces before stopping to turn on the water and the disposal, checking to see if there was still a grinding noise.

    Time and time again with this tedious work until she found herself surprised that she was feeling playful!

    A sort of seek-and-find game emerged and it actually became fun. She was glad to have not turned the disposal on the previous night when she was too tired and stressed to enjoy the game. She could clearly see how life can be experienced from a playful point of view, even when things are difficult and ongoing.

    The following morning, a friend shared this quotation: When we spiritually awaken, our whole life changes from being hard and painful to becoming easier and happier, more pleasant and pain-free. ~ Jerry Hirschfield

  • Lizzie’s Libra Luna

    Sacred Stories

    Nine years earlier they had said goodbye to their beloved daughter, Lizzie.

    About 5 am the next morning she woke up awash in moonlight shining through the skylight!

    Later that morning her astrology app dinged in that the moon would be full in Libra – Lizzie’s sign.

    This full moon is called the Pink Moon, named after the herb moss pink, also known as creeping phlox. This plant is native to eastern America and one of the earliest widespread flowers of spring in North America.

    Pink is Lizzie’s favorite color!

    (April 2022 Pink Moon Meaning)


  • Peace Lily

    Sacred Stories

    She’d had this peace lily for several years without a bloom.

    She had tried everything from giving it more water, less water, feeding, turning, moving it to other locations… nothing.

    In fact, it was looking quite sad.

    She began talking to it, connecting with it’s energy, touching it in a gentle way and asking it what it needed.

    A couple of weeks later she noticed what looked like a tiny blossom.

    Sure enough.

    And then two blossoms!


    A garden is a grand teacher. It teaches patience and careful watchfulness; it teaches industry and thrift; above all it teaches entire trust. ~ Gertrude Jekyll, Wood and Garden: Notes and Thoughts, Practical and Critical, of a Working Amateur, Cambridge University Press (2011)

  • March 27

    Sacred Stories

    The previous morning she had received shocking news the young-ish adult son of a long-time friend had been found dead in his bed. Her friend was traveling across country, leaving her husband behind, as his mother (a recent widow dealing with cognitive loss) had just relocated to be near them.

    Knowing peace often comes from focusing on spiritual material, the morning after receiving the call about her friend, she tuned into a presentation on “Loving Heart Connections.” The material resonated with her. She found it to be logical. The work is based on bilateral stimulation as a tool for relaxation sufficient to bring awareness of loved ones who have passed from their bodies.

    She was very interested….

    Doing an internet search on Jane Bissler, who developed the Loving Heart Connection process, she stopped when her eyes landed on a powerful synchronicity: Jane was born on March 27.

    She was listening and reading this on March 27….