I don’t think I’ve ever blogged directly upon synchronicities:
As per Wikepedia:
The idea of synchronicity is that the conceptual relationship of minds, defined by the relationship between ideas, is intricately structured in its own logical way and gives rise to relationships which have nothing to do with causal relationships in which a cause precedes an effect. Instead, causal relationships are understood as simultaneous — that is, the cause and effect occur at the same time. Synchronous events reveal an underlying pattern, a conceptual framework which encompasses, but is larger than, any of the systems which display the synchronicity. The suggestion of a larger framework is essential in order to satisfy the definition of synchronicity as originally developed by SwisspsychologistCarl Jung.
An interesting example, that should clarify the phenomenon for those of you new to this term:
A well-known example of synchronicity is the true story of the French writer Émile Deschamps who in 1805 was treated to some plum pudding by the stranger Monsieur de Fortgibu. Ten years later, he encountered plum pudding on the menu of a Paris restaurant, and wanted to order some, but the waiter told him the last dish had already been served to another customer, who turned out to be de Fortgibu. Many years later, in 1832, Émile Deschamps was at a diner, and was once again offered plum pudding. He recalled the earlier incident and told his friends that only de Fortgibu was missing to make the setting complete — and in the same instant the now senile de Fortgibu entered the room.
These types of occurances are familiar to us all. Often, if we are not aware of the term synchronicity or are not particularly spiritual in nature, we pass them off as coincidence. But when these events are recognized as what they are, the amazing thing is, that they occur more often.
The series of books surrounding The Celestine Prophecies hold that these synchronicities are signs of an evolving consciousness and that, when they occur, they hold meaning in our lives. Thinking of someone we haven’t seen in a while then seeing or hearing from them, encountering a stranger numerous times in unrelated circumstances, the smaller yet equally as poignant coincidences of humming a tune then hearing it on a radio, thinking a series of words then seeing those words on a billboard sign or reading them in a book, all of these seemingly unrelated events hold meaning. The key to understanding the synchronicities, then, is to perhaps follow up on them, by delving into the conversation with that friend and finding out why they are in your thoughts now, what the particular connection is that is supposed to be brought out between you, talking to that stranger to see why you have seen them numerous times, what is the connection between you, listening to the words of that song carefully to see what message it may have for you, contemplate that series of words for their meaning, connecting that meaning to the key issues of your life at that moment.
Life is perfect. In all of its agonies and joys, every moment works out exactly as it should. With all of our shortcomings, neuroses and disfunctions, we are exactly where we are supposed to be and the conundrums that we are confronted with in every moment are our opportunities to make different choices, become someone different, to manifest a different reality for ourselves, one truer to our highest conception of Self and Soul. The inability to examine and know ourselves is, perhaps, one of the greatest failings of our age, and yet, even this is perfect. Even this, holds meaning. As we find ourselves buffeted by forces greater than our individual initative choices open up to us that we may have been afraid of, or run away from, when it was left up to us. Being faced with homelessness because of a failing housing market and the depredations of sub-prime lenders/sharks, finding yourself transported out of a job because of your lack of ability to afford the money for the commute, realizing that you have to go on government aid because the check you were getting 6 months ago is no longer able to keep up with the rising costs of energy and food due to transportation costs and the escalating cost of oil-based natural resources. All of this is perfect, and as it should be.
Realizing that we are not alone comes at the point of knowing, really and truly knowing deep within ones Self, that we are all in the same boat, no matter what we look like, the color of our skin, our gender. That we all feel the same feelings, of triumph and defeat, we all face the same demons, of lust vs need, that we all seek the same peace, that we are all locked within ourselves until we finally make the choice to realize that we are not. That these emotions, these experiences, these lives, are what connect us all regardless of nationality and culture, that the woman living on the street in New Delhi, India, is feeling the same despair as the woman living in the Condo on Park Avenue in New York when her man leaves her and the children, and that these emotions connect us like we connect to movies where we empathize with the characters, feeling their pain as our own when their circumstances mirror those in our own lives. We give these emotions power and that power resonates from us like radar from a beacon, mingling and coalescing with energy of a similar vibration, making us One with each other, One with the world, One with life.
Even in the depths of our heartache and pain, we should realize the beauty of life. Perhaps it is in these moments, when we truly do. When the despair has grown so pervasive that we contemplate ending it, when the tears have coursed down our cheeks and our throats are raw from crying. When our chests hurt from the dry heaving of endless sobs and that moment is reached when we feel, empty. It is at that time that, often, a feeling wells up from somewhere deep, deep within. At first it feels like a tingling sensation that begins as a single point of feeling and then spreads to fill our bodies, our limbs, with a subtle vibration that we soon recognize as joy, and our spirits open up and we feel full to brimming, our cups runneth over and laughter mingles with the tears as our souls open up and we realize, experience the epiphany of epiphanies, that life is what it is, and every moment is, perfect.
Even the bad things hold meaning and lead to a brighter day, if we can make it through them. Even the yelling and the screaming, the recriminations and ugliness hold the seed of their opposition, which is acceptance and love, beauty and tolerance. Because we understand, have felt those emotions, have been there, have walked in those shoes down that same path, we have been down that road and know where it leads. So when those moments of divine coincidence occur in your life, don’t allow them to interrupt the flow of the Now by stopping to contemplate. Follow them down the rabbit hole of experience and see where they lead, going with your intuition and paying attention to the signposts along the way, leading you away from the light of your chosen path and down some dark-yet-comforting path into an unknown future that virtually shines with possibility. Instead of worrying about the future, make the choice to become excited about the unknown, using that fear-energy to energize yourself in making the changes required in your life while realizing that your truest, highest conception of who you are is exactly who the multiverse/Divinity wants you to be and that Creation itself will rise with you, guiding you sometimes gently and sometimes forcibly into that life presenting you with choices that you can either accept or deny.
As always, the choice is ours. To pay attention and live in the Now, taking life as it comes. Or, to pay the ego and live in the fears of the past and worries of the future. The first way is to live a conscious life, a dynamic life that celebrates the joy of Being and leads into the Light. The second way is to live an unconscious life within our heads and experiences, afraid of anything new, repressing our natural exuberance in favor of caution and stability. Most of us swing between these two extremes, enjoying the exhilaration of the first, but yearning for the stability and comfort of the second. With the realization that death waits for us all and that life is to be lived, the impetus to live in the Now will grow stronger and you will find yourself living with a feeling of expectation, wondering what is around that next corner, what new surprises await you tommorrow and tommorrow and next week and next year, realizing that sadness must accompany happiness and that each experience holds the seed of its opposition, and that this is as it should be, a divine reflection of a perfect Creation.