Been more aware of synchronicity lately. I have always promised to write about my personal experiences with it. But I fear that in the translation, I will lose the magic. Ya know?
It is like this secret that I share with the universe.
Let's just say that I am grateful. I am so damn thankful for so many things...so many chances...so many opportunities.
I will just relate one moment in time which is about more than synchronicity. I suppose one could say that it is about faith? It was shortly after my diagnosis with Multiple Sclerosis. I was having a bad day. I was having symptoms and feeling both exhausted and dizzy. My youngest son who has autism was also having a bad day which had resulted in tears of frustration. I remember sitting down on the living room chair and staring at the wall. It seemed time was slowing down to accommodate my inner bleakness. There was this sideways glimmer of light cast on the wall coming from the window blind slats. I watched it creep almost imperceptibly across the wall.
I became entranced with this light.
It felt as though the light was a warm bath warming my body and warming my soul. There was just something so hopeful about it.
I thought about my life and wondered where it would go. I wondered the things that you never want to think about. What would become of me? How could I keep on caring for a child who needs so much care when I now have neurological issues myself? I was on my way to drowning in my fears when I saw that light.
And this still voice inside me told me that it was going to be okay. The voice wasn't something you hear. It was something you feel. It came from inside of me yet it was as big as the universe.
Strangely...I felt that what was happening in my life was meant to be. I *knew* that as difficult as things might become, I would be given the tools with which to handle it. And I strongly intuited that my writing would be one of these tools.
I know this sounds like crock of doody. But seriously...I will never forget that moment I had. I don't want to ever forget it. I don't want to ever lose that connection to something deeper...something so certain.
I will not label it.
Come sit a spell and shoot the breeze. Sweeten the day with a little synchronicity...
5 comments:
I've had those moments too. Especially staring at a shallow, fast flowing stream or watching the dappled sunlight through a tree's leaves, and watching clouds on their way through blue skies. It's especially there looking at the night sky and understanding how very small we are and that tomorrow brings difference.
It wasn't daydreaming, they came while worries inhabited my thoughts, they were quieted; resolve often came.
Your writing is cathartic, to more than just you! This was beautiful, thanks.
What a beautiful moment and experience you have shared with such clarity. Thank you.
Kelli
sometimes a crock of doody is just what we need to fertilize our hopes.
I am going to recomend you some stuff (hope it helps)
1.Read some of the dalai lama books, including the one where he talks to the neuroscientists, here is the website:http://www.mindandlife.org/
2. Listen and read the podcast from the radio show all in the mind:http://www.abc.net.au/rn/allinthemind/
specially the ones about neuroplasticity, and the one about placebos (it let's you see the power of the mind to heal oneself without drugs)
3. Watch the videos of jane goodall with the gorillas, hear her story, a good one to start is the first one from ted (the second one I do not like)
Bye
Love this - and yeah, it's weird - my blog is started as a 'synchronicity" blog but I know I will have to go well afield of such tales and focus if I want to get into the deeper stuff about meaning and intuition and ideas about a living, responsive reality. This is a great post, thanks. The little beam of light is a perfect illustration of that utterly irrational yet intuitively unavoidable connection to the "source" or oneness or whatever label anyone can come up with to name the unnameable, inexpressible, wondrous knowledge and connection.
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