I was was watching a movie, Kloya, on the indie channel yesterday, about a Czech man in his fifties who, through a serious of events, ends up caring for a 5-year old Russian boy. This is the second charming movie I've seen in a recent weeks that center's around a Russian boy (The other is The Italian which I also recommend). One of best things about Kolya is the music most of which, it turns out, was Dvorak. There was a gorgeous orchestral piece at the end of the film so I made sure I found it in the credits. It was Smetana's Ma Vlosk (My Country).
An hour later I was at my in-laws and I sat in the piano room listening to Joe play. Next to me there were 2 crates filled with CDs. I pulled out one from the back. .... Smetana, My Vlosk.
What are the chances? I'd say very close to zero. I'd say so minute that it begs another explanation. Just when you get comfortable in your virtual atheistic paradigm....
I immediately went to tell Terry of this bizarre experience. As I told the story a funny expression arrived on her face. She walked over to a pile of papers she had be straightening up and pulled out a medical bill....from Dr. Smetana.
What's it mean?
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It means the world is a mysterious place. It also means that maybe "The Big Divine" is trying to get your attention...or not. It's up to you to figure it out. (Free will and all that, don't you know?) Besides, it's OK if you settle on the safe side of Pascal's Wager.
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