21 Apr 2009


Posted by Teapots Happen

February 2006

OK, this is the first coincidence I’ve posted about so far that happened “Post Teapots” – just a couple of weeks after, I believe. My friend Rebekah was closely tied to the teapot happenings, since she was the best friend of my girlfriend (Jacque, who was with my in California during my mystical experience) and the girlfriend of my roommate (Mark, who had been the one taking photographs as I found the teapots beneath the stairs). Plus she’d had been there at the thrift store when I’d bought the first teapot.

In the couple of weeks after I found the second one, it seemed like our whole group of friends were immersed in minor coincidences constantly – although sadly I can recall little of the details now (this was well before I decided I wanted to try to remember and even write down coincidences when they occurred).  Thanks to tangible traces it left behind, though, I do remember one instance:

Six of us were sitting around playing Pictionary. During the course of the first two games, it became clear that Rebekah and I, on opposing teams, were both getting very good at cutting to quick abstractions when drawing. Some comments were made about how when she and I were teamed up we’d be unstoppable (we were rotating partners each round and in the final round she and I would be partnered up.)

Shortly into the third game, I was drawing, Rebeckah was guessing, and the word was “dominos.” I hastily sketched a pair of dominos, knowing she’d have to get it very quickly to beat the other teams to the punch. Almost immediately she had a curious reaction – her face flushed bright red and she had a hard time getting the word “dominos” blurted out.

Flushed and flustered, she grabbed the notebook from me and paged backward a few pages – to show us the one thing that she had doodled aimlessly, minutes before – dominos, in two places:

domino synchronicity

my drawing on the left, her doodles on the right

(the other drawings on the page are from other rounds of pictionary or by other people – the dominos are the only non-directed drawings that she did).


Later – maybe that same day, maybe the next day, we went to the thrift store – for the first time since the time I’d bought the teapot.  It was a large store – I think it was the Sun Ray mall one on 94 – and we all got separated.  I wandered alone for what seemed to me a surprising amount of time without seeing any of my friends.

Finally, I looked up and discovered that Rebekah had come down the aisle from the other side. She also had been alone the entire time since we’d arrived, and I was the first of our party she’d run into since. In the spot where we met, we both looked up and saw that there was a plastic bag of dominos hanging in the aisle between us – and burst into laughter.

Our laughter took on a somewhat different tone when the exact same thing happened the next two times we went to thrift stores, over the rest of that winter – wherever she and I met up in the store, there would be dominos right there with us.


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  1. Love this one! Can we repost it on our blog?? We’ve got a second link up for you, to this site.



    Trish MacGregor

  2. Another example of my lousy memory: when digging into old emails, working on an upcoming post, I came across an email from 2006 in which I wrote, “This one continued for awhile – three times in thrift stores over the rest of the winter, we bumped into each other randomly after having split up to wander about. At the point where we met, each time when we looked up there was a bag of dominos in the aisle immediately
    next to us.”
    I still wasn’t sure though, so I just sent her a text message asking her, and she confirmed it had actually happened three times – am editing the end of the psot to reflect this.



  3. […] was with me during my mystical experience in California, Rebekah was there for the teapots and dominos, my grandmother sent me the Little Prince book …. no coincidences with Cantew or her baby. […]


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