These occur so often I have begun documenting~mostly a thought or image of a word, a person, an event and within hours, usually, that experience reappears in some form. Only this morning, I glanced at the phone, had a sense it would ring and who was calling and I was exact.
Oddly, I was speaking of a missing hubcap to our camp trailer to someone....that night, someone had lost one, and it was in my front lawn the following morning. Same color as the missing one.
On another evening, I was commenting to a family member how grateful I was she had found my missing black pair of pants.