Synchronicities are one of the things that feel like “magic”: When thoughts/dream symbols/inklings that have been occupying your attention are voiced by someone else (or several people); when a name is swirling in your head, and you pick up a library book and open it to a “random” page to read the same name (and it’s not a common one), when your eye catches the time on your computer and sees repeating numbers (as I did when typing this).
One of my favourite magical “coincidences” must have been in a metaphysical bookstore in London: wanting a copy of “The Sun and the Serpent” (long out-of-print) for my trip to Glastonbury and Penzance, I asked at the store counter for it, only to be told they had no copies in stock (according to their database). I was tapped on my shoulder moments later by the same assistant to tell me he’d found a copy at his counter–someone had sold them a secondhand copy just hours before, and it hadn’t yet been recorded, nor shelved. (There were many magical moments on this UK trip!)
I won’t be bothered with trying to convince the skeptics because no prose can match up to the firsthand experience of almost-constant synchronicities–the “WTF” that hits when it keeps happening over and over. As your heart and mind open and you accept these experiences, their frequency can wax and wane with the importance of the messages and whether you’re acting upon them. I’ve found that acting on the hunches can increase the incidence of synchronicities; but if you’re trying to induce or spot them out of skepticism, lack or desperation, eh. They are a thing that only happens when you’re in the “flow”, and when you know on a deep level that you’re supported/loved in unseen ways.
Synchronicities work like “magic” because most of us have been programmed or led to believe that all distinct physical objects, living organisms included, are separate in every way. While there is now much groundbreaking science to unseat this false belief, the wisdom that everything is connected was purely a philosophical or spiritual idea (ie. for hippies) in the past. In my experience, it has taken a spiritual practice for me to experience fairly consistent/dependable synchronicities or “coincidences”, that I now consider my “baseline” rate of experiencing such occurrences regularly to be above zero. I have told my guides to reach me in other ways than repeating numbers on digital time displays. They have had to get creative… and what can I say? It’s been more fun for all involved.
(Yet after typing out the above and writing this post offline, my eye catches 3:33 on a reconnection countdown once again.)
I’m convinced magic naturally happens around people with open hearts. It gets especially obvious around some children. Love forms what I can only describe as a large field of rainbow energy around them that pulls in whatever they need and want–and they are happy to share this. It’s rarer for me to meet adults with this (but when I do, it’s awesome); I suspect that for various reasons we’ve learned to be more guarded; we’ve got blocks and self-imposed limits, and are usually too much in our heads. The head and ego have no magic–their job is to dissect and calculate. Only the heart dares to believe; and when that happens, anything is possible.
We use the term “in synch” to talk about people who think/do the same thing at the same time. If there is little seperation felt between oneself and another (or with the universe)–no fear, just love–illusions drop, and things happen as if you and everything around you are ONE. There’s a feel around this that over time I’ve started to recognise. I don’t have it all the time, but when I do there’s the immediate realisation that I was feeling more “up” than down right before it happens, and that there were no thoughts, no fears nor expectations, just love of the moment in the moment.