I recently read a great blog post about synchronicity http://tiny.cc/7znxew that caused me to think more deeply about the meaning of synchronicity as well as its impact on my life. What I 
learned from a quick search is that it was Carl Jung in the 1920’s who first coined the term synchronicity. According to Jung’s thinking at the time, life is not a series of random events but rather an expression of a deeper order where archetypes and collective unconscious are evident. More simply stated, synchronicity exists in those seemingly “woo woo” experiences of random events. Random experiences which appear causally unrelated—yet have a deeper meaning either unconscious or conscious.
Take for example the way in which I met my husband. It smacks of synchronicity!
Interestingly, meeting my husband wasn’t the usual, girl meets boy, girl and boy go out on a date, girl and boy fall in love and get married scenario. In fact, I randomly met my husband twice before we even considered dating, let alone get married! The first time we met was about thirteen years ago when I travelled with a friend to visit her fiancé in his home town. The first night of our visit we decided to attend a blues fest where we ran into my future husband, a friend of my friend’s fiancé. My future hubby-to-be was with his girlfriend and I remember thinking what a nice person he was and how I would like such a person in my life.
Fast forward a number of months later. This time I was at my friend’s wedding—alone again. During the reception I ran into my future husband, this time with a new girlfriend. I recall thinking that he was a nice looking man and wishing I had a date with me. A wedding photo would later reveal that we were dancing right next to each other on the dance floor!
As you can probably guess, the story doesn’t end there. As synchronicity would have it, seven months after the wedding, on a cool fall evening, I agreed to take a walk with my friend. When our walk was over, she invited me to her house for pizza. Because I had to travel for work the next day, I was hesitant, but in the end relented. In a seemingly random play of events my future husband, who happened to be in town on business, also ended up at the house (without a girlfriend). Jumping to the happy ending, we were married 10 months later.
As you can guess from my story, I believe in synchronicity. I think it happens more often than we realize. Writer and astrologer Ray Grasse had this to say about it, “instead of being a “rare” phenomenon, as Jung suggested, synchronicity is more likely all-pervasive, and that the occasional dramatic coincidence is only the tip of a larger iceberg of meaning that underlies our lives.”
Based on your life experiences, what do you think?
Life and the Universe have a funny way of bringing us to the exact people, places, circumstances, and messages that our souls are calling for at the right time. ~ Chris Assaad
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