“Synchronicity is the experience of two or more events, that are apparently causally unrelated or unlikely to occur together by chance, that are observed to occur together in a meaningful manner” Wikipedia.
Last Sunday I was scheduled to sing two songs during a worship service. I woke up with a raspy chest and hoarse voice. I decided not to sing Use Me as it has plenty of high notes and instead plumped for offering We Are One as my first song. I arrived at the service and Victoria, the practitioner, proceeded with the reading of the day entitled: We Are One. Goosebumps! I sang my first song. Then Rev Frank starts his talk with a declaration “Only Love.” which is the name of the second song I was going to sing. What are the odds!
Today I mused that the back window of my car was very dirty and hard to see through. I saw a Reiki client and then went grocery shopping. I was approached in the parking lot by a homeless man with a squeegee who, despite the rain, wished to clean my windows. Usually I would say no and shoo him away, but I recognized the flow, had money in my pocket from the client, so my windows got cleaned while he and I shared a moment of fellowship. He reminded me to “always say my prayers” and I’m ever so grateful for that reminder too.
Nothing has meaning except that which we give it. I find my life to be extremely meaningful, a constant stream of helping hands, expressions of joy and reminders that there is only one Life and we are all living it. Delicious. Carry on.