Coincidences which are more than chance, less than causality.
Metaphysical view of coincdences:
There are no coincidences.
I had an interesting experience, today. As usual, I was slow getting out of the house to take care of things I needed to take care of. It was well after 13:00 before I made my way to my first destination, the local community college, where I had to drop off some papers needed for my nursing program application. It was a very quick trip, probably less than 5 minutes from parking lot to Records and Registration and back to car again. But my mind and heart have been troubled, today, and when I returned to my car and turned it on, I found myself just sitting there, staring into my lap. I may have been thinking about the source of my distraction, or I may have been simply contemplating the depth of my navel. Or, I simply may have been waiting with a completely empty mind for the air conditioner to cool down the car . I don't rightly recall. But a few minutes later, I looked up and into my rear view mirror just in time to see a familiar head cross the field of view behind me.
It was Connie, my CNA instructor from last semester with whom I had forged a bond. It's been six months or more since I've spoken to her and I've probably thought about dropping her an e-mail (something I've become embarrassingly lax about, across the board) at least once a day for the last few weeks. I couldn't believe my luck. I jumped out of the car, quick as a bunny, and bounced after her, calling her name.
It was a quick reunion. She was on her way to a meeting, and judging by her pace she may have been running late. I walked with her to the building I had just left, and we said our goodbyes in the foyer.
Returning to my car, I considered the amazing synchronicity of our meeting. She's been on my mind nearly every day for weeks. She teaches at the Copley campus and her office is located there; she happened to be at Sugar Grove for a meeting. I was slow getting out of the house and spontaneously stopped for a hamburger to munch for lunch during the drive to school. My errand was quick, but I uncustomarily spaced out in my car for a few minutes before looking into my rear view without conscious intent to see Connie walking briskly behind me. If I had been a minute earlier or later, if I hadn't stopped for that hamburger (plain hamburger, no onions, please), if she hadn't been running late, we would have missed each other, completely.
They say the power of thought is all-powerful. What you think is what you manifest in your life. I suspect Carl Jung was really on to something with respect to the Collective Unconscious and synchronicity, and it blends very well with my steadfast metaphysical view that there is no such thing as coincidence. If I ever needed any proof that any of these theories hold water, yesterday gave me that proof 100 percent.
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| Carl Jung's Synchronicity |
