A Mysterious Story…

My wife Michelle on our way to dinner via the London Underground and minutes from our mysterious encounter.

It was the summer of 1990 and my wife Michelle and I were in London for an adventure. It was a fun time and she had arranged for us to meet an old colleague of hers (and his partner) for a dinner at their townhouse one evening.

Michelle is a planner and really good at it. Me? Not so much, especially when on a vacation (I love to poke around and be spontaneous). That said, I felt like I should probably reach out to the one guy I knew in London, a fellow I’ll call Blake, who had gone there to open an office for a US-based brokerage company. I knew Blake, but not well. Still, he was a nice guy, we had mutual friends, so Michelle kept encouraging me to call him. I didn’t want to take time away from our own time together, even though I felt guilty the whole time for not reaching out to say hello.

We got on a London Underground subway train to head to her colleague’s townhouse which also required a short connection to a different line. As this first train stopped at our transfer destination, we saw the other one pulling in to the station across the way! “Let’s go!“, I cried out and we exited and raced up the stairs, across the footbridge, down the opposite stairs and she was pulling me toward one car but I said “No” and pulled her to a different car.

Phew! We made it,” I exclaimed. the train car was packed with commuters. We got to the next station and people got off. Then the next station and people got off. Then another one. Now there were far fewer people on the train and, as I glanced up, standing three feet from me was Blake!

He looked at me, broke in to a grin, and said “Borsch! What are you doing here? Why didn’t you call me?” I stammered out a response, we chatted for a few minutes, and then we arrived at our stop. We said our goodbyes while all I could think was “How the f**k did THAT just happen?


1987 map to the London Underground

Coincidence? Possibly, but I don’t believe in them.

Michelle was absolutely convinced (and is to this day) that it was my thinking about Blake that brought for this encounter. As I’ve tried to analyze this incident (and I’ve had several others in my life that are similiar, by the way) I think about these points and have so many questions:

  • London’s population in 1990 was 6,775,000 but swelled to over 9 million during the day with people commuting in to the city. What are the chances that I’d have pulled Michelle in to the exact car—and at the correct end of that car—to be able to feet away from Blake?
  • How could we have been traveling on the Underground at the exact same time to end up simultaneously being in that train car?
  • What if I’d taken Michelle’s lead and gone on the other train car she was pulling me toward?

While I could go in to my own theories as a non-physicist (e.g., quantum entanglement means everyone we interact could have some level of entanglement with each of us) but that’s a discussion for another time. The mystery story is more fun and puzzling.

Be interested if something like this has happened to you. Comment below.

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  1. alan geeves on February 25, 2023 at 12:48 pm

    You knew where he worked and probably what time he started. That reduces the odds from 1 in 9000000 to 1 in a few thousand. As you knew him you may of heard a comment about always traveling in the back car of a train or similar way back and not even really remembered it but the brain still does something with it. Now we are down to i in a few hundred. Still not good enough odds to put all your money on a lotto ticket with those odds but life sometimes happens



  2. Julie Lingscheit on March 31, 2024 at 11:57 am

    I have had a similar occurrence in my life. My story may be less of a big deal than yours, considering the populations in which these occurred. I had gone to a local building supply store, seeking to rent a piece of equipment to complete a home project. The equipment was unfamiliar and daunting to me. As I was explaining my project and what I was endeavoring to do at the big desk/ service center area there, a man behind me spoke up. He told me exact what I needed, totally different from what I was planning. This guy was a part of my large church congregation, who may or may not have known me. He was there for me in the right time and place, willing to speak up to help me. This happened quite a few years ago, but I’ll never forget it.

    Some people may make fun of “thoughts and prayers.” But I believe that there’s much more to it than the average person understands. We humans don’t see what goes on within powers and principalities. Someday, because we all experience an earthly death, we will see. As the Bible says in I Corinthians 13:12, “For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face.” What you will then see depends upon what you choose to do with Jesus the Christ, here on this plane.



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