Dear Deepak,

Yesterday while taking a detox bath (with basic bath salts), I was rereading your book “The Spontaneous Fulfillment of Desire”. In response to your request for feedback on coincidences, I decided to visit your site today and tell you about a recent little experience in that field.
On opening my mailbox this afternoon, I saw the usual Note From The Universe – and now I can report a second coincidence, as the Note announced Mike Dooley’s upcoming appearance at the Seduction of Spirit Seminar …

The original coincidence was this. Six years ago, a daughter was born to some friends of mine who run a hotel. As is the custom where they live, they gave their family and friends a celebration gift, consisting of candied almonds and a wooden bear about 3 inches high, with movable head and limbs. What struck me at the time was that my bear had pastel blue paw soles & ears, although the baby was a girl.
Anyway, fast-forward to last week. Two colleagues of mine were expecting their first baby (a boy) at the end of March. I was away for a long weekend on 23-26 March, staying at the hotel of the abovementioned friends. When I got back home, I picked up the bear (which had been sitting on a shelf next to my desk) & kind of subconsciously decided to give it to the colleagues for the birth of their son, The next day I placed it on the father’s desk at the office – and subsequently heard from another colleague that the son had already been born, and that he was called Ryan. Two days later, I received a delighted, astonished e-mail from the father – what a cute little bear he’d just found on his desk, it must be from me, and how amazing that it has a letter “R” on its tummy. He just couldn’t figure this out, as I had put the bear on his desk before I had learned his son’s name. I put it down to the clairvoyant “advice” of my soccer mascot (whose existence is one long string of coincidences). But I was even more astonished than the father himself. I had looked at that bear regularly while it used to sit on my shelf, and I quite frankly cannot recall ever seeing the pastel blue “R” on its tummy …