All of life seems a flow from one happy accident to another – each with the underlying message – I am cared for and guided on my path. The inner and outer seem to meet – my inner dialogue, dreams, longings, needs seem to be read and reflected into the outer world in such a way that defies explanation.
You have this experience too, right?
I have few such incidents that are bubbling to the surface today.
Years ago I found a 20$ bill on the ground in my wealthy, large lawned neighborhood where there was no one to return it to. I said a little prayer over the money, that I could give it to someone who needed it more than I did at the time. In finding this money, I had the realization of my material comfort. I put the bill in my pocket. Later the same day, I was approached by a woman in a parking lot trying to sell me a bag of pecans from a tree; she told me of her great needs. I was able to reach into my pocket and hand her the twenty. I got to pass on a bill that was never mine – and play a bit in the universal flow. At this same time, I often felt like a failure for just being home and raising my kids in a pretentious and competitive environment. A tap on the shoulder from a higher lens was well-spent on me then – a clue to keep on going – not all was as it seemed.
Last fall, I was meeting my friend for breakfast on an easy sunday morning, when I was hit from behind, which crumpled the body of the car in a way that damaged nothing except the aesthetics. The insurance paid me $1686 to get the body repaired. The next week, my car needed $1700 dollars of engine repairs. Money that would be hard to come by was now serendipitously HERE NOW in my account from the fender bender.
The past few days have been a flow from one sync to the next. Here’s just one: My daughter, Chloe, and I headed out to spend time together with no destination in mind. We chose at each intersection, right or left, and ended up at a casual spot for a little snack downtown. As we pulled into the parking lot, we recognized our next door neighbors from Charlotte, NC, from 6 years ago, were walking into the very restaurant right at that moment. Mr. Johnson had been like a grandfather to my daughters. He snuck away from his table and joined us at ours, caught up with Chloe in his loving way, in the gloaming hour. We returned from the restaurant to watch the film The Beginners, which we had never seen, and found that the main character Oliver carried out the motif of driving first with his mother and later with a lover by pointing the ways to go at each intersection – the film mirroring our freewheeling ways from earlier in the evening – driving without a destination in mind, ending up exactly where we ought.
In many 3D ways, my life may seem a mess. When I am open and clear, I see the pattern behind the mess. I will be where I need to be; I will see what I need to see; I will do what seems like my doing – but it will be more than that. And I will see the inner reflected in the outer.
The Sync Book is a fun romp through the experiences of many wise voices on this topic.
I find that I do not tire of these tales. The melting between the inner and outer and the melding of the self with everyone else points to the mystery and the deeper layers that actually are present in every moment – if we are open to flow.
There are 5 videos in a row,here, all a few minutes long.
Life as Improv 
Love this. I have had many experiences like this.
When I was so sick, I was turned away by a therapist I had seen for many years before who said, “I don’t know where to refer you- Why don’t you google a therapist “(in the town she was in which wasn’t my town). I decided to try one more time to find help and googled the words just as she said them and the first name that popped up was the lady that would help me deeply. Without knowing it, she had given me perfect directions.
It’s a good reminder. I still get scared I will get lost now.
Much love-
Laurie
So nice to hear of your experience at such a pivotal moment in your journey. Finding the hidden key to the next thing – the ultimate hide and seek game that ends with us knocking from the door within. X!! m
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Don’t you just love synchronicity?! We always find that as soon as we let go and let it flow the most amazing things happen.
Exactly; I realized as I finished my retelling how boring and confusing it is to read about someone else’s syncs – yet our own feel so amazing, it is hard not to recount 🙂
I didn’t find your retelling either boring or confusing. And yes, don’t they always feel so amazing?!
i met my library angel today, as i skated over a moment on the razor’s edge. i’ve not written a public word for… three years, i think… but i found my way back here, and read for awhile. i decided to leave a word for you here, old friend, to thank you for still putting words to press. heart to heart…. ~meredith
I knew you were out there, but seeing a flare from your raft lights my heart anew! Your oneness with me is (and was not ever not:) apparent. My words have lessened but hearing your ping today validates the way the words come at times that want to be sent out to sea in a bottle. sitting still with you. x~x m