Synchronicity

If you read the article on Lucas, you'll remember that I talked about the S in Superman. I'm linked to this symbol by a form of synchronicity every time I see it.

OK, I'll tell you! When I came back from the first St Victoire walk I was in a very emotional state (you must have read the article to understand why!).

I found myself at the return station with Louise. We'd left the others at Gare de Lyon. We were obviously very emotional and said our goodbyes to each other with tears in our eyes. Louise and I left for Gare St Lazare. We were so moved, we tried not to cry. As soon as Louise left .... I broke down. I was sitting there, on the floor of the station, crying. At the same time I looked up and a guy walked past me: Superman S on his t-shirt. My tears stopped dead in their tracks. Synchronicity! It grabs you by the gut and the message is obvious. It was as if Lucas had just slapped me in the face and said "stop crying!

I smiled. Then I said out loud "OK Lucas. I'm done!".

I took my train to Caen station. A friend, Sophie, was coming to pick me up. I arrived and called her to find out where she was. "I'll be there in two minutes!" - I say "ok".

I sat down in the sun in front of the station. Still just as emotional from that sick weekend.... tears started to well up (I was also really tired! They flow more easily lol) and I started to cry again .... oh at the same time a guy (another one!) walked past me t shirt: .... you got it S from superman!!! I was just 😳. "Ok ok Lucas I stop!" that's what I said and did right away .... it was crazy!

Maybe a lot of you are going to say "but superman t-shirts are a dime a dozen!" but that's not my impression.

It's happened all the time. At precise moments in my life. And of course I was always telling everyone about it, especially Lucas's mum, Stéphanie.

One day, Stéphanie came to the house. She calls to tell me she's parked outside my house and I tell her I'll be there in a moment. My street isn't the busiest in town for pedestrians .... during the few minutes she's waiting for me .... a chick passes in front of my house, on the pavement ... she's wearing a t-shirt .... no need to tell you the rest.

I'm on my way! Steph yells at me, "You'll never guess! There's only one girl walking by the time you get there and what is she wearing ???!!!!!"

"A superman s!!!" I shout at her! "You see I'm not bullshitting you lol 😃😃

That superman S is just crazy stuff. And if you want to call it random .... ba me I find it too easy!

But let's say you might be right, you septic reading this .... so here's another synchronicity I'm going to tell you about. And then the next person who says to me "it's chance ...." I'll shoot him! Lol

I made a video on YouTube about synchronicities. (This blog is linked to a YouTube channel! Same name!) and I said that it was sometimes difficult to talk about certain synchronicities.

This is the very first synchronicity I've experienced in my life! Maybe I've had them before but I haven't been able to see them.

It's September 2001. Society ... you remember, everyone's talking a lot about the 11th. That's normal. We were right in the middle of it. Personally, I'm 17, I'm at secondary school, in my first year of science to be precise. On this Friday night, when I go to bed like any other normal night in life ...., I'm wondering about my studies. To tell the truth, I've been busting my hump...! Always a good student, here I was, failing to reach the average on all my homework. I decided that Friday evening to forget about going out with my girlfriends at the weekend and spend my time revising to catch up. That's how I went to bed. I remember it well.

That night I had a very strange dream ..... I'm in an opaque white room. There's no decor. On my right and left are my family. Uncles, aunts, cousins... and in front of us: my grandparents. There they are, smiling. We take turns kissing them. Come on, it's my turn. I go over and kiss Granny and then Grandad, and say "I love you" and "goodbye". At their feet, there are boxes with their belongings and each member of my family is given something that belongs to them. I leave with a kind of cup.... to this day I still haven't understood what it means.

Anyway, that's it. The night comes to an end and the morning arrives.

This Saturday morning ... I wake up ... I hear my mother crying on the phone. I jump up ! It's not normal. I could tell from her voice that this was serious! The oldest member of my family at the time was my grandmother. I immediately think of her. I went downstairs in my bathrobe and in the middle of the stairs I said to my mother, "Is that Gran?

My mother replied: "No, it's both".

What happened to them that night is not the subject of this article, and out of respect for my family I won't say any more about it here. What I do want to say is that that night my grandmother and grandfather left to join the stars. And strangely .... they came to say goodbye to us in a dream. In my dream. But I say we because members of my family were also there in the dream. So I always say "came to say goodbye to us".

What do you think? Don't you dare tell me: "Celine, it's just chance!

At 17 .... it's a shock. And I don't even talk about it, for fear that people will think I'm crazy. I remember exchanging a few words on the subject with my aunt and a cousin who told me "you should read Dr Moody's Life After Life" and that was the start of my "questioning" adventure. I started looking for answers.

It wasn't until 2012 that I said to myself that this dream had to be told to my family. It was after reading Patricia Darré's book "Un souffle vers l'éternité".

That's when I said to myself that I had to talk about it! OK, but how? It's not easy to fit it into a family meal between salt and pepper. Lol

A while later I decided to write a song about it. A song I'll call a breath towards eternity. And I tell myself that one day I'll sing it to my family. But when?

Well, one day, on 23 May 2015 (it's 23!!), I decided to write a song about it. See article Lucas! And yes, everything is linked. I'm off to Paris to celebrate my birthday with my parents and my brother and his family.

Going to a cabaret !!! You bet! I've never seen that cabaret. It was a fake! I find myself blindfolded .... shut up and don't say anything we're taking you somewhere .... SURPRISE!!!

The whole family was there! All my friends from all over France! (Thanks to my cousin Emilie who organised the whole thing!) So it was a great birthday. They brought a guitar and told me to "play something for us".

I was standing in front of the Eiffel Tower at the time with my god-daughter Tiffanie. We're chatting and I'm wondering what I'm going to sing in front of my family .... and then! Suddenly the flash! "Yes, of course! My song! It's now or never! Tiffanie asks me "what song?" and then I freak out and say to myself "oh no, I'm going to spoil the mood, I don't know if now's the right time...." and I look up at the Eiffel Tower and into the sky and say out loud "should I do it? Is it now? Send me a sign..." Obviously in my heart I was talking to my grandparents! And PAF!!!!!! The Eiffel Tower lights up! It was huge! Tiffanie was beside me with round eyes! And I said to her in a euphoric state "You see! These are the signs of life I'm always telling you about! I think she can see them now and very well indeed .... 😄

So I sang this song that evening in front of my whole family. Relieved to have been able to get the message across all this time by just telling them "they had a smile....they came to say goodbye" which often translates to "they're fine and they're just on the other side!" I know that that evening, the emotion of each person present was individual, strong and for some unspeakable. I may have done some people some good and unintentionally hurt others, and I'm so sorry for that.

Sometimes it's taboo in families to talk about our dead. It's not an easy thing to do. And sometimes, with all my beliefs, it seems so easy and I forget that it's not the case for everyone. Later, one day, Patricia Darré will tell me "it's so painful for them that they can't talk about it", just that. And I have to accept and respect that.

But I don't regret talking about my dream. And singing it seemed easier.

So that's that. I'll end my article there. Although I often experience synchronicities. I'd need more than a blog and a YouTube channel to tell you all about it! lol.

So you who have read this far! Have you ever experienced this? The floor is yours if the desire to write is in your genes. Let yourself go and write about your synchronicity! I'd love to read you!