Reclining seats can be a problem

Years back, when I was learning how to use computers, I had terrible problems with them that could be witnessed by other people and had no obvious explanation. I remember once I was using a PC in a college I was attending and it wasn't working as it should be.

There was a girl student sat next to me who saw the difficulties I was having, and she was able to tell the technician who came to have a look at it that she had seen it malfunction in front of me when I wasn't even touching it. He was unable to find anything actually wrong with the computer.

I have got used to such problems and often they resolve if and when I become comfortable with using a certain machine or electrical device. Fortunately for me, I no longer have problems with computers, well not unexplained ones where it appears that it is my energies that are causing the PC to go wrong.

I once had a conversation with my good friend King Arthur Pendragon, the druid eco-warrior, and he thought it was all to do with some of us being natural wizards. Arthur thought that we put out mental commands to something like the keyboard of a computer of what we want and then when we use the physical keys as well it overwhelms the circuitry and it goes wrong. I could see the sense in his reasoning.

We had a great day out and Jill was thrilled to see all the wonderful scenery up on Mt Teide and eventually we caught the bus back in the afternoon, and then another to get us back here.

It was Jill's last day because in the morning she would have to leave for the airport. I said I would go along to see her off.

The next day arrived and we went to the bus station to get the bus for the airport. Once again I had suggested we take the precaution of getting there early to make sure we got seats in case there were a lot of people wanting to travel on the same bus.

We got on as the first people on the bus and I chose a pair of seats and we sat down. It was then that I realised I had somehow done it again - I had chosen the only broken reclining seat on the bus.

This time I moved quickly into some seats behind and then Jill and me were able to watch what happened with the next person who took the seat I had vacated. He had exactly the same problem as me and the same problem I had had the day before.

Now it is remarkable enough that out of a long bus of empty seats I had chosen the only broken one on one bus, but for it to happen a second time the day after was just too much of a coincidence.

I believe that synchronicities in life are there as signs to tell us something but couldn't work out what on Earth this was supposed to mean.

Jill and I had been discussing the Law of Attraction, or The Secret as it is also widely known as, and the idea of "manifesting" things we desire. I most definitely didn't want to manifest two broken bus seats two days in a row on two different buses!

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