Monday, April 12th, 2010 • 1 Comment on Synchronicity

syn·chro·nic·i·ty definition

Pronunciation: /ˌsiŋ-krə-ˈnis-ət-ē, ˌsin-/
Function: n
Inflected Form: pl -ties
: the coincidental occurrence of events and especially psychic events (as similar thoughts in widely separated persons or a mental image of an unexpected event before it happens) that seem related but are not explained by conventional mechanisms of causality —used especially in the psychology of C. G. Jung

It is human nature to look for patterns in things—sometimes we look for connections where there are none, just to satisfy our own (often subconscious) internal panic at being confronted with something foreign and unfamiliar.  But sometimes I find patterns in the strangest things, connections between people and events that make me wonder if there is some message to be gleaned…  Surely I’m not the only one who does this and then wonders what it all means?

Social networks and blogs are fascinating experiments in synchronicity. I have this wildly diverse group of friends who I connect with through Facebook or blogs—ranging from childhood friends I haven’t seen in 30 years to current friends I saw last week, writers, editors and artists to friends of friends I’ve never met.  And yet, just this morning, three intersections:

—I am friends with two people—one I know from real life, one I only know from her blog—who are raising goats.  Not only that, but both have been awaiting the arrival of baby goats! I suppose baby goats are usually born in the spring, but it’s interesting to read the updates from two people in different parts of the country.  And baby goats are freakin’ cute, by the way.

—Three different writers I know are currently reading Rainer Maria Rilke.  I have only read Letters to a Young Poet and now I feel inspired to read more of his work.

—I followed two links from two very different genre writers and ended up at one of my new favorite writers, Karen Maezen Miller, the author of Momma Zen.  She has a new book coming out—Hand Wash Cold, which is due out… tomorrow.  Which also happens to be Patrick’s babysitter’s birthday.

One last synchronistic moment for today (at least so far—it’s only noon)… as I was in the middle of this post, The Police came on Starbucks radio.  The song was “Every Breath You Take” from the album… Synchronicity.  No kidding.

Posted by Kristina in Musings

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