Sometimes I know what is going to happen. Sure, it's only sometimes, but I don't see how there could not be a connection there... (Maybe that proves the behaviourist's point, I don't know.)
Like this month.
At the end of July, I told my mother that I would have a job before September, and that it would be part-time, two days a week. I have been unemployed for three years, and don't have good job search skills. (Obviously!) She thought that I had a job lined up, and was a bit annoyed at me when I told that, no, it was just a big feeling that it was going to happen. She still tried to argue with me.

Well, last Tuesday, completely on impulse, I walked into the little local restaurant to get a burger. I started talking to this one waitress, she asked me if my mother had gone away for a while and if I was missing her. That was true. Turns out the waitress is interested in Native American Spirituality. (It's funny how many people are turning up in my life now who are into that.) I told her I was looking for part-time work, she went into the back, came out, and I went into the back and had a little interview with my supervisor and then the boss.
I went in the next day for training, and started work this weekend past.
Another little coincidence: I had forgotten my wallet, and had to go home and get it. On my way back to the restaurant to pay, I saw a rainbow. One end was directly over the restaurant, the other end was in the clouds.
My favorite quote is from Thoreau: "If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost, that is where they should be. Now put the foundations under them."
You can argue my interpretation of the events and coincidences.
You can't argue the fact that I knew ahead of time that I was going to get a job, when I have been completely hopeless about the subject for three years.

Sometimes you just know.

~*sirepseh*~
BTW, the first thing I did when I got home after getting the job was to email my mother with a big "I TOLD YOU SO!"