FROM BILL'S DESK

THE LAW OF SYNCHRONICITY

HOW TO LIVE WITHIN IT…AND USE IT.

As many of you know, I spend a lot of time at our workshops discussing the subject of working within and controlling our lives’ own matrix of desires, goals, needs and fortuitous opportunities. Well, I think the topic deserves more consideration than it has gotten in the past because the fact is that a clear understanding of what Synchronicity is and how it enriches our lives. Even more importantly, the ability to call upon it and control it at ill gives us power beyond imagination.

First of all, what is Synchronicity other than simply a term coined by Carl Jung at the turn of the century? Jung used the term as descriptive of those unexplainable series of coincides that seem to emanate from the collective consciousness of humanity, fulminating in seemly unlikely and impossible results?

As we travel along the ever intersecting lines of energy that are our individual lives, we regularly cross and re-cross the energies of others, and most of the time such crossing of pathways involves little more than a friendly hello or maybe a hug or handshake at best. But more often than not, the crossing of these energy fields occurs just before or just after the other person has come and gone, leaving us (and them) unaware of being, or having been, directly within the mutual influences of each other’s energy output. This is to say that if you and I are within proximity of each other, we are influencing each other’s electromagnetic make-up, much as a passing car’s spinning generator might create static on your radio or TV.

Aside from personal electromagnetic interaction with others, we also interact daily with opportunity as much as we do with other people. In other words, all opportunities are available to us every morning when we awaken. We can make what we wish of any day, given the tools and freedom to do so…if we but knew what choices to make and which ones to avoid. However, nevertheless, we only have to consideration to contend with at any point in ant day or hour of our lives…evolutionary action or devolutionary action. In addition, if our constant choices are support for the continued forward evolutionary advancement of humankind, (e.g., evolutionary actions), then synchronicities flow into to our lives at every intersection.

In certain cases, these intersections occur for us as a series of multiple coincidences: in other words, a chain of related happenstances that collectively create bizarre and unexplainable outcomes. A true synchronicity is incalculable, unexplainable and seems truly “otherworldly.” According to Michael Talbot, the author of The Holographic Universe, true Synchronicity, due to its departure from the predictability of our natural world, is in fact supernatural in nature, and only explainable as a departure from, and a contravention of, the known physical world (according to Albert Einstein: A “tear or rip in the energy grid that is the fabric of our realty”).

Let’s say, for example, you meet your old friend, Bob, at your hometown airport just as you are departing for a distant city…well, that’s a “chance meeting.” The odds of meeting someone you know under those circumstances are actually pretty high, given that you both live in the same town and use the same airport, and in consideration of the number of people in your acquaintance base who fly on airlines. Bob is simply one out of thousands who could have shown up at the same time in the same place. No big deal…yet.

Now let’s say that you and Bob discover that you are both on the same flight. A bit more coincidental to be sure, but still coincidence. Moreover, chances of such an occurrence are quite high, as there are only a set number of flights leaving during that time, and if you both were heading for the same place at the same time, you would obviously have to be at the same place and on the same airplane. These compound coincidences are not expected to happen very often, but such occurrences are not all that unusual, or worth pondering for very long. In this scenario, there is not enough mystique to raise the hairs on anyone’s neck. After all, you might instead have spotted each other after you boarded, or as you departed the plane and just wrote it off as one of hundreds of the chance meetings we all experience throughout our lives.

Let’s now say that the airport in question is not in your hometown, but in a distant large city, and once you and Bob locate your seat numbers, you discover that you and Bob were randomly given seat assignments in the same row, in adjacent seats. Well, although a still more unlikely coincidence, not a big deal yet because there are only a limited number of rows and each of you have to sit in one of them. But since the odds against such a happening are quite higher now, this series of events can be called an unusual collection of “compound coincidences,” but still with measurable predictability or a calculable “correlation coefficient.”

At this point, you and Bob marvel that you were seated next to each other, and say “Wow, Golly!” and all of that. But as you glance up ahead you see that Mary, a young lady you both used to date, whom neither of you have seen for years is checking row numbers and headed toward the seat next to the two of you. OK, now the elements of a synchronicity are beginning to build…but still, no cigar. The odds against such multiple related coincidences are quite high, but still measureable in terms of a “p value (i.e., the Pierson Correlation Coefficient).”

After more “Wows,” and marveling over the coincidence, Mary tells you that when she arrives at her destination, which is also yours and Bob’s destination, she’s to appear in a play on Broadway. At this point Bob asks what Play? It then turns out that he’s the playwright who wrote it. Then you announce that you’re a director and your purpose for going there is to interview for the play’s director’s position.

Now, at this point, is that a synchronicity, or is it more a series of strange coincidences? After all you all live in the same state and you each are about the same age and went to the same school and would likely fly the same airline at the same time if your were headed for the same place and destined to arrive at the same time. The odds of sitting next to each other are as good as getting four Aces in a Poker game. The rest might be analogous to getting a Straight Spades Flush. The straight flush is also predictable with real odds, and anyone who plays poker a lot will probably hit at least one in a lifetime or know someone who did…it’s when such an event occurs simultaneously with another event of similar odds that Synchronicity is approached.

A true synchronicity is analogous to having two players at the same table each hitting a Royal Flush during the same hand, and then unexpectedly discovering when they reach for the pot that they have matching birth marks, indicating that they are twins who were separated at birth and who had been looking for each other all their lives.

With a true synchronicity, the odds against its happening are incalculable, and there is always a culmination in a surprising end-result, which would have been impossible had the string of unexplainable, synchronous events not occurred in the order they did.

Here’s the whole deal in a couple nutshells:

The term “synchronicity” is not a real word. It’s a colloquial corruption of the word ‘synchronous’ or ‘synchronism,’ but which, in its current usage, implies a series of coincidences that bring about a specific, seemingly impossible occurrence or end result: that “rip in the fabric of time and space,” if you will.

By virtue of its dependence upon a thread of synchronized coincidences, a true “synchronicity” is distinctly different than a mere string of coincidences, and more closely related (some say) to divine intervention.

A real example:

Dr Wayne Dyer, the famous motivation lecturer, tells a story of having once been scheduled to speak before a large organization in the San Francisco Bay area of Northern California. Upon his arrival in the city, before going to his hotel and verifying the time and date of his highly paid engagement, he decided to stop at a randomly selected bookstore (one of hundreds in the city) to pick up a book by a particular author who had been recommended to him by a friend. Upon checking with the counter clerk he was directed where to locate the book. While thumbing through its pages, a woman came in the store and asked where she could find a particular book by Dr. Wayne Dyer. The clerk, who had no idea who Dr. Dyer or the woman was, directed her to the shelf containing the book.

After picking up the book and noticing Dr. Dyer’s photo on the back cover, she happened to glance in his direction and was amazed to see who was standing there. As he smiled and acknowledged that he was indeed Wayne Dyer, he noticed that the picture on the back of the book he’d been looking at was that of the woman to whom he was talking. As they were leaving the store, they each discovered from the other in their conversation that their respective speaking engagements had been unknowingly switched to different dates and times. As it turned out, had they not met, both would have shown up in the wrong place at the wrong time and neither of them could have known about the switch.

Just imagine how many circumstantial events were involved in that meeting, and how all of them fed into the unlikely end-result. Why should the same two people be in the same city at the same time when neither of them lived there, and when both of them had chosen the wrong day to arrive? Why would they be visiting the same bookstore? Why would they have picked the exact same year, month, date and moment in time to enter the store? Why would the author of a book that one of them was looking for just happen to be standing in the same spot within the same building looking for a book authored by the other? Why would such serendipitous happenstance occur simultaneously to two people at the same moment in time? And…why would the very two people involved be the same authors who had written the respective books that were being separately sought by each of them? That is the essence of the term “Synchronicity.”

Given a story like this, one must ask: “Was it meant to be?” Was this accidental meeting arranged by some intelligence beyond our normal senses? Are these things common enough to warrant study and deep consideration? Is there an unseen force at work here? Angels? Spirit guides. A major wrinkle in our predestination? What?

Well, I say “maybe,” relative to the choices above, but a definite “yes” to the prospect of a super natural power being in control of these events. And so do the likes of some pretty great mind in our word, such as: Albert Einstein, Max Plank, Neils Bohr, Arthur Schrödinger, Stephen Hawking, and a host of history’s most noted and respected scientists and explorers of the mysterious netherworld of Quantum Physics and the nature of reality.

The power behind these occurrences is us…you and me. We are the supernatural power that brings these occurrences about, and we do, for more than we think, manifest full control over the many “natural occurrences” that are the plays we’ve written for our lives.

Modern science has determined and verified that the human mind is indeed capable of affecting elements of nature that were previously thought to be wholly outside ourselves. For instance, extensive research in Quantum Physics (the science of dinky stuff) reveals that the elements of an atom actually change in form when they are being observed versus when they are not being observed. An atom’s electrons, previously thought to be particles encircling the atom’s nucleus, is in fact only a particle when we are observing it. When we cease to observe it, it becomes an energy wave.

For an apt analogy for this phenomenon, picture a bowling ball rolling down the alley as a round ball that disappears and becomes a V shaped pattern of energy when the observer looks away from it. After all the ball itself is only a bundle of molecules, atoms, sub atomic and quantum particles held together by varying strengths of electromagnetism. In knocking over the pins, the ball is not necessary…it's only the force field comprising the ball being unable to meld easily with the force field comprising the pins that is needed to fell the pins.

Of immediate concern, however, is the issue of how can you and I can alter elements of our own physical world by just thinking about it? Personally, I’m quite sure that we all do exactly that on a regular basis day after day, and year after year. It has been conclusively shown that positivity in prayer, need establishment and even primitive incantations can ameliorate disease (…conclusively enough for me anyway): not only diseases within our own bodies; but in the minds and bodies of others. Some call it the power of prayer, others call it the power of affirmation or psychic treatment…others may think of it as Voo Doo or witchcraft: and despite those terms, all of it can be used for Evil as well as for Good.

The facilitating force, regardless of its label or intent, remains at our disposal for our own use in improving, enriching and prolonging our own lives. For me, it all boils down to one thing: Each of us is a manifestation of the intelligence of (that is) the Universe. Collectively we are, I strongly believe, its (the Universe’s) way of experiencing itself. At a single indefinable point in time, our cosmos exploded into its embryonic being, and then on another day created the dichotomies that facilitate the formation of matter. We are, I believe, the end-result (so far anyway) of intellectual evolution, and the very vehicle by which the “created creator” experiences itself. We are the means by which we humans can marvel at all of what we, by virtue of being hard-wired into the universal plan and through universal intelligence, have accomplished.

Getting too heavy? OK, then how about another case…one that is a bit more personal?

Many years ago while playing drums in a nightclub in San Luis Obispo, Ca. I had my a car stolen right from under my nose…literally…(yep, a drummer, so I have a wide and varied background…what can I tell you…got me through college). The purloined auto being a beautiful brand new 1966 two-door beige, fully loaded, Pontiac Lemans.

Upon arriving for work on that particular night, I and my wife (who was the pianist in the group), having gotten a late start from home, grabbed the first available parking space in the lot which was some distance from the club. As we walked into the nightclub and began setting up for the evening, I commented that I hoped we had enough fuel to make it to a service station after the final set that night. Fearing being late for work, I had decided not to stop for gas on the way, even though the gauge was nearly on ‘empty.’ I had reasoned that we had enough fuel to get there and that we could stop at a station on the way home... “ought’a have at least 10-15 miles left in the tank,” I though to myself.

After the four-hour stint on stage, I was shocked to find that at quitting time that my car was not where I had parked it, and that it had, in-fact, been MY new beige Pontiac that I’d observed driving out of the parking lot during one of our breaks. Upon finally coming to grips with what I had so nonchalantly watched happen, I called the police to make the stolen vehicle report. By the time the officer arrived and finished the report it was considerably past closing time, and the club owner, who lived on the premises but had no car of her own, had locked up for the night leaving us stranded and without transportation (we lived 8-10 miles away).

However, just as I was counting my change to see if I could afford a cab (‘real broke in those days), we discovered that our next door neighbors (George and Eve English) just happened to still be sitting at the piano bar in the darkened lounge (they’d somehow been over-looked and not tossed out after the last-call and George had insisted on hiding out until he finished his drink…the last of quite a few, as a matter-of-fact). Learning of our plight, they were happy to give us our ride home (…directly to our front door).

During the drive home, Eve asked if my wife and I would accompany her and George to Atascadero, Ca. the following morning to look at a house they were thinking of buying. We agreed and, once home went directly to bed with a promise to meet them at 10:00 AM the next morning.

Now understand Atascadero, California is a obscure little town about 20 miles North of San Luis Obispo, where we lived at the time, and is known primarily for the state mental hospital there (Atascadero State Hospital for the Criminally Insane). Definitely off the ‘beaten path’…for most of us anyway.

The next morning at the appointed time, we met for breakfast and headed to Atascadero to see the new house. Upon turning onto the street where George thought the house was located (and after having been lost and driving in circles for an hour), we found our selves on the wrong street…however, what we saw was truly unbelievable. Directly in front of us, a half-block away, on a street where we shouldn’t have been in the first place, was our car! Without a single scratch on it.

My wife and I exited from George and Eve’s car, got into ours, and shoved the ignition switch back in the hole from which it had been yanked the night before. As I tried the ignition I realized the gas tank had been emptied (obviously, had I filled up as I intended to the day before, the car would have been 500 miles away by this time). Next, I asked George if he’d drive us to a gas station. Before I could ask the favor, George opened his trunk and withdrew a full five-gallon can of gasoline, which he had intended for his lawnmower the day before, but which he had forgotten to remove from his trunk

Then, after all that, upon arriving home we discovered that while we were out, instead of sleeping-in like we normally would, our water heater had exploded and blown our house to smithereens. Well…OK…actually that part is not true. But, wouldn’t that have been a real doozy of a synchronicity story? The fact is that our house was just fine, our car was just fine and we lived happily ever after (until she realized she hated me and filed for divorce).

Here’s another one:

Not too long after the above incident I had received a promotion with the company I worked for (my day job was selling pharmaceuticals for Organon Pharmaceuticals headquartered in West Orange New Jersey) and was transferred from Ventura, California to the little town of Landing, New Jersey (near Succasunna, Muscanetcong, Whippany and Parsippany…should those names be more familiar).

As we were preparing to start our trip eastward, we were sadly informed that a dear friend of ours had been killed in a motorcycle accident. Terribly saddened by the loss, but unable to make other arrangements or afford a trip back for the funeral, we headed for New Jersey.

Upon arriving at our new home, some 3,000 miles away, I realized I needed some tools to do some work on the house before moving in, and learned that Landing had no hardware store. Deciding I’d find one in another city on another day, I walked across the street to a neighborhood grocery store, introduced myself to the owner and asked where I could find a hardware store. The owner announced that in addition to his grocery store, he also moonlighted in a hardware store in Succasunna, just 3-4 miles away, and that he would be happy to take my order and deliver everything to me personally in the next day or so. That sounded great to me and I gave him a blank check and list of what I needed (I never said I was smart, OK? Moreover, that was a loooong time ago…during my naïve and inexperienced years). At about 6:00 PM that same evening the man walked over to the house and told me he wouldn’t be able to fill the order himself after all (and he did give my check back). He said that he and his wife would be flying to California the next morning to attend a funeral for a dear friend of theirs who had recently been killed in a motor cycle mishap…if only he could find out their address. He thought the city was Victorville or Visalia, but he didn’t know for sure and didn’t have a phone number.

Yep. Same guy. Johnny Allen. I gave him the phone number, the address and the time and date of the funeral on the spot. In addition, we learned from the storeowner that his wife and our mutual friend’s wife Janet were related, but had been estranged for years over an old argument about something silly (like one of them having crushed the other’s skull with a brick, or something. No! Another fib for humor’s sake…no brick…'don’t know what their problem had been).

After my talking so much about the coincidence over the next year or so, the two ladies reconciled and Janet moved back to her home town of Whippany N.J. (about 20 minutes or so way from we lived). As Janet was moving east, we were headed back to California with another promotion, following which a long chain of equally strange coincidences led me to my current business and my very fulfilling life.

So? Why do these things happen? Moreover, how can knowing about them help us?

There is much about our Universe, its ‘Law’ and our Earthly existence (the ‘Word’) that we just don’t understand, and which remains mysterious and invisible and beyond our realm, but persists none-the-less. It is entirely possible, and in my own opinion, “probable,” that these forces work surround us and in, quite predictable ways, affect and control every aspect of our lives and destinies on a second-by-second basis.

After all, it wasn’t many years ago that we denied (because we couldn’t see, feel, smell, taste or hear them) the existence microbes, bacteria, molecules, atoms, radio waves, X-rays and dust mites. We ‘still’ can’t see ultra violet or infrared or hear a dog whistle (actually most dogs don’t whistle, but I’m sure couldn’t hear them if they did); but we no longer doubt their presence in, and affect upon, our existence, validity, function and benefit.

Nowadays we don’t worry at all that these things are invisible…we merely invent machines to see, experience and use them for our benefit. We freely acknowledge now that our existence or demise is controlled by, or dependent upon, these heretofore unseen and undetectable “otherworldly” forces. Still we hesitate to acknowledge the possibility that those other aspects of yet to be discovered, equally solid science, may be controlling, directing, or at least modifying our every moment.

My sincere belief is that we mortals live upon, or within, a very real but unseen multi-dimensional grid, which if understood can and will provide all of our turning points and opportunities. I feel that we take this aspect of our being and its function far too much for granted, overlooking it for the most part due to a lack of being able to see and have faith in it.

I am convinced that this “grid” or “matrix” is in-fact the invisible wiring for the intelligence that is the purpose and plan of the Universe itself. We are the end-result and probably the very purpose of this universal intelligence…we are in a very real sense the Universe’s sensory mechanism: a life form in its infant stage, created (perhaps throughout the cosmos) to allow the Universe, the ultimate “creator,” to see and experience itself.

At this point in our evolution, we obviously cannot command or direct nature to any meaningful degree; but we most certainly can “work with” it to our advantage. The examples given above for the experience of “synchronicity” are obviously not just series’ of coincidences. They are, in my mind at least, evidence of an extremely well designed schematic that shapes our individual purpose. Some of us reach the synaptic intersections or “points of crossing” of these unseen lines of “flux,” and somehow know to relax for a while and let the world “happen,” versus constantly trying to control it. Others of us are so afraid and concerned about failure and loss of control (both of which represent our fear of dying), that we faithlessly and regularly detour around these juxtapositions, never realizing that we have just short-circuited our own destinies and torpedoed the very goals that “The Plan” is trying to provide fir us.

I don’t profess to know much about the backgrounds of the likes of Donald Trump, Bill Gates, Aristotle Onassis, J. Paul Getty, Ross Perot or Oprah Winfrey. I do know, however, that all of their wealth and/or financial success is a direct result of their intimate oneness with the synchronous process by which their lives are lived and directed. I know that not every bucket of gold handed to them was a random action, but instead a specific result of specific choices made at the intersections of these “flux lines,” which led to the opportunities and choices that made them who they are. The confidence these folks have in their right to the abundance they’ve attained for the asking, is what has enable their enormous successes: not cheating, conniving, huckstering or avoiding risk…and certainly not gambling (“accepting risk” and “gambling” are as unrelated to each other as “betting” and “investing” are).

Speaking of “gambling”: if what you’re saying is true, then why couldn’t I use my knowledge of these flux lines to, let’s say, always win in Las Vegas?

You can! Without a doubt…if you have as much excess money as you do time. All you have to do is keep doubling your bet every time you lose, until you win. You’ll then be right back where you started. However, if that’s your plan, you have to stick with it, no matter what, until “luck” changes and returns all of your losses to you. At that point, you can merely keep on doing what you’re doing repeatedly until you realize that merely replacing your losses is not “winning. Or…you get into another line where you can control the odds yourself.

Think about it. How many Las Vegas casinos have gone bankrupt in the last twenty years? Aren’t they gambling with the same money that their clients are? Yes, of course they are! In fact, that’s where all their money comes from. They are playing the same games with the same cards and the same money on the same tables and taking the same risks at the same time as the players; but they’re not gambling. They’re “doing business.” And therein lies the big difference. Gamblers hope, dream and wish (and pray) without a plan. Business people Need, Plan and Obtain, regardless of the game at hand, and a businessperson would never knowingly accept the same odds that gamblers do.

Casino operators are well aware that with a thorough knowledge of Mathematics the odds can always be adjusted in their favor. In addition, they know for sure that even with a nearly imperceptible shift to a 51:49 ratio in their favor they will ALWAYS win in the end. More importantly, however, they know that gamblers make mistakes and give up to soon when they lose…which pushes the odds significantly further in their favor. They also know that most gamblers who win will immediately reinvest all of their winnings in the next game, and pay it all back to the house the second time around. In high-stakes card games (touted as having the fairest odds of any game), where the players are pros and make few mistakes, and the odds can’t be adjusted, the casino simply charges the players a percentage of all of their winnings…again they can not lose, and they are always playing with “Other Peoples Money.” THAT is the lesson to be learned.

So how do I work with this information and within the “synchronicity grid” and assure myself of always winning at everything I try?

Let me give you ten rules that will keep you on the grid and assure your absolute success in everything you do:

1. Develop a steadfast faith in the unerring intelligence of the Universe (call it the Supreme Power, the Force, or “God”), understanding without reservation that all mistakes serve a teleological purpose and lead ultimately to perfection and permanence. When your mistakes are recognized and dealt with as experiences to be re-analyzed, amended, altered and never to be repeated, they are as valuable as are your successes.

2. Know that Failure is a necessary part of winning…without it you will always end up right back where you started. Mistakes are what all Success is based upon. Make sure that your faith is permanent and steadfast in this “unseen circuitry” that is the “matrix,” enabling or denying our every success, via synchronous events. And assure yourself that your faith will hold up in the face of any evidence that might seem contrary to it.

3. Gamble only with the “house’s money.” Do ‘BUSINESS’ with your money. Let someone with more excess of it than you, who wants to gamble, take the open risks. Their repayment will be the reward of the opportunities you can provide. That is…find reasonably safe ways to give others opportunities to benefit and flourish, even beyond your own gains, by means of your efforts and your knowledge and expertise. Help them in areas they have no access to, or desire to study, but in areas in which they are willing to take their own chances and reap their own benefits, while paying you for the opportunity of doing so.

4. Do any “gambling,” if you must, with something worth more than money, but which you consider to be wholly expendable and which you have more than enough of. That is…excess time. Time itself is one of the (if not the primary) components of this thing that we call the “matrix.” We all have more time than we use or spend, and nothing coverts to cash flow and real wealth more quickly and reliably than time.

If you do have “expendable money,” then use that…but excess time is still more abundant, more valuable and way under-utilized. And it’s all going to waste anyway if unused.

When you have nothing else to do, it costs nothing to stand in one spot and point at the sky…and if you do that long enough you can’t help but be eventually pointing to a star. If you continue using your time in this manner, you will have pointed to millions of them. You don’t see any value in stars, you say? Well, then point to something else…like Real Estate. The same concept holds true with, for example, our brand of cold-calling (calling when no one’s home or having a machine do it for you). If you do it repeatedly, no matter how many setbacks you experience, you will eventually find yourself talking to someone who has exactly what you’re looking for, and who needs exactly what you have to offer. Then if you continue doing it over and over again and refuse to quit, there is no limit to the number of properties you can control.

In fact, when cold calling with our script, we find the actual odds to be an average of one or two acquisition opportunities in 20 calls for the average beginner who makes at least 50 calls. Although, the longer you continue to call and the longer you continue making your mistakes--and learning from them--the greater those odds become.

5. With your destination (your goal) firmly in mind, concentrate on where you’re going to be when you get there, and when you plan to arrive, rather than trying to outline the easiest pathway. Plan your trip, of course, but leave room for the odd change of heading and frequent stops along the way.

Allowing for diversions (or being forced into them) is what enables the matrix to serve you and what places the most successful of us in front of those experiences and synchronized coincidences that culminate in Wealth and Success.

6. Never compromise your Word: but never either be a slave to a pledge based upon an outcome that differs from the one anticipated. If it’s a bad idea and there is no hope for its success, and your involvement can be done without, face the ridicule, chastisement or the potential personal loss and get out from under it. “The only thing more important than ‘you’ is ‘who you are,” and that can’t be, and must never be, comprised because of your, or someone else’s, defective plan or bad idea. Whipping a dead horse is contrary to the rewards that the Matrix can provide for you and for those you may have to abandon for your own good.

7. Live for Today, but never stop thinking about Tomorrow, and never (ever) enter into any place or thing without a thorough knowledge of how you will be able to get out when and/or if you need to. A solid exit strategy gives you peace of mind in knowing that you can relax in your decision to have proceeded, and that your mistakes can’t destroy you. This caution avoids any conflict with the synchronous outcomes of the choices you will encounter along the path.

8. Turn the everyday management of your Life and your Needs over to your mental “director (e.g., your subconscious; God; the intelligence of the Universe, etc.).” Give that entity a name and write to it regularly (with pen and paper) telling it exactly what you lack and what you need. In the process, suggest how those needs can, or might come about. For example: Outline your possible synchronicities: i.e., “If X does Y, and then XX could interact with Z and cause YY to produce A, resulting in AA which is the fulfillment of my Need.” Be prepared for none of it happening the way you plan it, but the planning if not set in concrete will give your director something to edit, versus starting from scratch.

After composing your letter, place it in a private place and relax. Forget about it. You’re finished. Your director will align your coincidences and handle the rest for you (usually sooner and in greater proportion than you might ever have hoped…so be careful what you think you need, or ask for).

9. Determine that no matter what…you will always: 1. be where you are expected to be (i.e., show up), 2. listen more than talk (pay attention), 3. be absolutely honest; and 3. remain unattached to the outcome (turning that part over to your director), remaining confident in knowing that what may seem like a setback or letdown on one level, is on another level an enabled coincidence leading you away from failure and toward the synapse of your fulfilled Need..

10. Remember always that tricking people, forcing them or cajoling them into doing your bidding by means manipulation may be a talent revered by many corporate executives and sales mangers; but doing it, completely by-passes the matrix upon which your life is built. These actions pretty much neutralize any success attained, and once again, you're right back to Square One. That’s the law.

Now let’s all relax and go get some of those waiting free houses!

Bill Gatten