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I hope Dr. Tucker sees this. A similar experience happened to me. I will try to make a long story short. As I was driving a long distance I started to think of my childhood. My thoughts and images drifted here and there and I began thinking of and missing my mom. I was remembering the day my mom died. I wished I could hold her hand again. Soon after the thought/image of holding my mom’s hand came it was replaced by me thinking, no…what I really wish I could do is hold the young hand of my mom with my little girl hand. I always believed a child should be with their mom on their birthday as that was a miracle of a day that they both shared. I had Pandora on in the truck. It was set to thousands of random songs. At that instant the song, “A Mother and Child Reunion”, written by Paul Simon came through the speakers. “A mother and child reunion is only a motion away…”. Tears rolled down my cheeks. It was my birthday. Listen to the song…you just might cry, too.
Yup – there are connections made we don’t understand now but maybe in the afterlife.
I am familiar with all S&G songs and that is one of my favorites. Glad you found this blog and commented. There are others out in the world also connecting. I’d bet more could if they would only notice these things.
I love stories like this. Some would brush it off as coincidence but I think not.
Great story! Thanks for sharing. When I was younger it took a while for Jimmy to grow on me but I always respected his talent as a musician. Recently at work I had to have a talk with one of my coworkers about Jimmy. We play Pandora and I had my Pandora account logged in. I always like it when he comes up in the mix. I guess she didn’t and gave him a thumbs down. I had to tell her if she does not like him she can skip him but do NOT give Jimmy a thumbs down. LOL! I need to keep him in my mix.
Always click the thumbs up for Hendrix. 👍🤠
Cool story Doc T
That is just so amazing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hi Dr. T, Thank you for sharing this amazing story. I am the musician/ancient horse caregiver mentioned in your story. Since my dad passed a little over a year ago, there have been many of these interesting coincidences and connections in my life. It was great to meet you and to be able to direct you to Jimi’s resting place. I hope to see you again soon and perhaps we can discuss more horse health, Hendrix and little miracles!
Thank you John for steering me in the direction – This world becomes so amazing sometimes.
Absolutely beautiful. I’m so glad you shared your experience.
Rock on, Doc T!
Nice story Doc T. It might interest you that the father of my children and longtime husband was Eddie Kramer. Best, Joanie😊
Wow – for those interested, Eddie was the producer of Jimi Hendrix and others:
http://www.eddie-kramer.com
http://www.eddie-kramer.com/eddie-kramer-discography/
Thank you for sharing this. I am very grateful and so pleased you were able to read this. Doc T
Goosebumps! Love this story!!!!
Well my dear Doc T, you have struck a chord with the Carnets with this little gem. The irony of the connections to seemingly disparate things is just plain amazing. Hendrix was not a great favorite of mine, but my husband holds him in high regard as a musician. Every time he dusts off the case of his Gibson, lifts it out to play for a while… he usually opens with some Hendrix riff he can never fully master. When I finished reading your post as we sat here finishing lunch, he said “you know I was in Seattle the day Hendrix died.” That pretty much did it for me. Connections are what our experiences in life are made of. You never know what or when those connections will bring you closer to someone. Can’t wait to see you in August!
Gotta love synchronicity !!
Wow!! That was truly God inspired!! Thanks for sharing your experience…
Priceless!