“I do believe in an everyday sort of magic — the inexplicable connectedness we sometimes experience with places, people, works of art and the like; the eerie appropriateness of moments of synchronicity; the whispered voice, the hidden presence, when we think we’re alone.”
― Charles de Lint
Have you ever experienced synchronicity? A coincidence so great you could not use your logic to rationalize it away? Sure, sometimes we may find ourselves looking for meaning in the meaningless in order to justify an emotion or to feed our inner doubts – but I think each and every one of us have experienced a moment so miraculous that it stopped us in our tracks. Maybe, even as you’re reading this, you remember a time where it happened to you. For example, maybe you were thinking about a person from your past driving home one night from a gathering, wondering how you let them fall away from your grasp and as the thought crossed your mind a specific song came on the radio that seemed to correlate with your thoughts, perhaps it was that particular person’s favorite song or it represented a moment in time you shared with them. Whether or not it’s true, these coincidences seem to rip us away from time itself, because it feels as though they come from a place beyond something our human minds can understand.
As I type this I chuckle to myself because I’ve had moments like this happen pretty often that I could honestly write a book about them. One incident really stands out in my mind, in fact it wasn’t one incident but multiple over the course of a day. I remember it so vividly, after it happened time kind of stood still and it ended up shaping my perspective on the “supernatural”, or just plain bizarre, things that we humans encounter. I used to work at a telemarketing place, the job was so boring and most of my shift was spent doing word search puzzles at my desk to help pass the time a little more quickly. The computers automatically called people from a list of a billion names and I would just have to talk if someone happened to answer. I had bought a giant book of word search puzzles, over 100 of them – as I sat at my desk, I started to do these puzzles and found myself deep in thought, because of course, no one answers telemarketing calls.
Different thoughts would cross through my mind, but they all ended up coming back to this person. You could argue that because I was thinking about them, I was also subconsciously looking for their name in the puzzles after I noticed it once. But, this person’s name was in every puzzle I did that day. At first, it was just their first name. “Oh, that’s weird! So and so’s name is in this puzzle!” I would think, as I circled it thinking it was just a funny little “coincidence”. I would complete that puzzle and move to the next, finding their name again almost immediately. It would be there, plain as day, and I circled each and every one. Diagonal to the right, horizontal, vertical and backwards – there it was, taunting me, as if the universe was playing some elaborate joke on me that day. I would check to make sure their name wasn’t in the list of words to find and in every puzzle, it wasn’t ever anywhere close to any of the words I was supposed to be finding. Even though it was strange, I didn’t really think much of it until the last puzzle I was on before I was interrupted by a phone call.
Their full name, first and last. Going diagonal up and to the left of the puzzle, I stared at it for a good five minutes. How was this possible? I felt chills on my arms as I tried to find a logical explanation, but it escaped me. I picked up my pen and slowly started to circle the word. At that moment, someone answered the telemarketing call. I hear a man’s voice in my headset – “Hello?” they said.
Like a jolt, I was brought back to my senses and looked up, preparing to take the call. As I look at my computer screen, my jaw drops. There it is again – their full name staring back at me from my screen. My computer had called a person with the same exact first and last name as this person who kept popping up in my thoughts that day, and coincidentally, my word search puzzles as well. Needless to say, I was too shocked to respond and the man ended up hanging up on me. “Freakin’ weirdo” he probably thought as he hung up the phone. And maybe I am, because I kept that word search book for years after this incident. Sometimes I would open it and look at that last puzzle – staring at it in awe and remembering the way it felt to have such strange things happen so closely together.
This isn’t the only thing that’s happened to me that made me take pause – in fact, I’ve experienced a plethora of synchronicities, particularly involving that same person or events that seemed to line up perfectly that place me where I need to be. Whether they happen in dreams, through music or while I’m shuffling my deck of tarot cards, there they are. Reminding me that sometimes life brings you a little glimpse, a moment where you witness that sense of connectedness within the chaos around you. Because really, that’s what we all are. We are connected and we are all key players in a bigger game, and throughout our daily lives and stress, our heartbreak and pain, we seem to forget that we aren’t here to just “exist” even though a lot of the time it feels that way. I still to this day don’t know what any of this means, just that it happens in those moments where I’m feeling particularly vulnerable or lost, it’s a little wink from something – the universe, God, aliens, whatever you fancy most. Life isn’t meaningless, in fact it holds so much more meaning than we can ever imagine if only we open our eyes to it. Or, maybe I’m just going crazy and starting to lose it – I didn’t have enough coffee today, afterall. 😉