I have honored the place of synchronicity in my life for a very long time. Five years ago my explanation of Carl Jung’s theory was met with incomprehension, so I gave my companion the example of Jung’s scarab beetle on the window sill. The beetle made a ruckus just as Jung’s client related her dream about a scarab bracelet. Jung brought the beetle to her and said, “Here is your beetle.” When I finished the story my companion reached into her bag and pulled out a photo of a beetle which she had taken the day before. “And here is your beetle,” she said.
Now, I thought this experience was a bit astounding…until Halloween week, the time of the Thin Veil. It was the morning of Wednesday, Oct. 28 when my bus took me past Washelli Cemetery, as it always does. Thirty minutes after I settled back into my apartment the phone rang. A telemarketer for Washelli Cemetery. My cremation is already paid for, thank you very much. I barely had time to recover and the phone rang again. A telemarketer from a different cemetery. Before this I had never received such calls.
Yesterday I learned that if my friend dies before I do, some inheritance will come to me. This person enjoys good health at this time, but I am momentarily unsettled and wary.
Coincidence? That would be a valid interpretation. I imagine that such phone solicitation is stepped up Halloween week (imagine having that job). But these synchronous events say something different to me. They say, “Pay attention.” That’s all. Let go of the panic to figure it all out and control it. Watch and wait. I begin my day with this prayer:
Divine Spirit moving through the universe,
I open myself to the possible connections you put before me today. I will pay attention and facilitate the connections as I am able. May it be so. Amen.
And the hits just keep on coming. You may enjoy this recent award-winning film, “What Is Synchronicity?”: