What is the lowest probability event you have personally witnessed?

Second One: In the late 1980s, on the last day of school in Pompano Beach, South Florida, I drove away tossing all my notebooks out of my sunroof. Normally, I hate littering, so I have no idea what got into me. That night, the phone rang, and I overheard a teacher telling my mother that I had thrown papers all over her front yard and that I had a day of detention alone with her. I couldn't believe that one could get detention after school was over. During detention, I explained to her how this was a huge coincidence. To this day, I still have no idea where she lived. I often wonder how many people have been convicted because of such improbable coincidences.

Third One: In my 30s, I was in Argentina for a big, 200+ people anniversary party in honor of my grandparents. I was going table to table introducing myself. At one table, I began to share my fond memories of visiting Argentina in the past. I told a story about horse riding through rivers and other adventures when I was 17 on a large property in the countryside with the son of my grandmother’s brother. Suddenly, someone from the table yelled out my name—it was him, the son of my grandmother’s brother, who was in the story I was sharing.

First One: When I was about 20 years old in Pompano Beach, Florida, a friend asked me to take some things to someone in Fort Lauderdale, about 30 minutes away. As we got off I-95 on Sunrise Boulevard, I told him I used to live near Sunrise until I was nine years old. We passed my old school, and I pointed it out to him. Then he turned onto my old street, and I exclaimed that I had lived on that same street. Finally, in disbelief, he pulled into my old driveway. We went into the home, and I explained to the people that I used to live there. I offered proof by asking them if the outlet in the bedroom was still burned out from when I put a paperclip into it.

Hello, I have a question about astral projection. I started to get interested in this a little while after my mum passed in april. I thought I may be able to see her and speak with her if I managed to achieve astral projection. Since this interest, every time i sleep on my back I go into sleep paralysis. However, I cant progress into astral projection because it is very scary for me as I feel like I'm suffocating when this happens. I panic and force myself to wake up. This only ever happened about once a year before this. It sometimes lasts a long time. This has happened about 3 times per week since my mum died, as mentioned on a previous post. I no longer try to go into it anymore(due to the suffocating feeling), but it still happens. I read that sleep paralysis is the pathway to astral projection. Why has this started to happen so frequently since simply taking an interest in it? Is this connected to the afterlife? I am concerned about it as I now cannot seem to stop this happening. Could it be my mum trying to communicate? Im asking due to more knowledge around this in this group.