I’m not talking about the Police songs, I’m talking about the Jungian concept of, “two or more events which occur in a meaningful manner, but which are causally unrelated. In order to be synchronous, the events must be related to one another conceptually, and the chance that they would occur together by random chance must be very small.” I think we can talk about it because she is in Ireland, and won’t be back for a week. It’s nothing bad–its just Synchronous.
I mentioned the mix CD I’ve been working on for her a few times on the blog. I’ve also mentioned how one of my aunt’s has been telling me for four years to, “open myself up to the mysterious.” All of my aunts are grounded, rational, evidence based people. They are all spiritual people, not wackos. I need to preface this simple because its kinda weirding me out…
ANYWAY, before Shannon left, she told me that she had plans for me, “so I wouldn’t forget her while she was gone.” Today I got of her gifts, a CD called “Love Songs – Minus the Word.” The CD shares a number of similar artists, even pulling them from the same album, as the CD I’ve been working on. Given our mutual taste in, this is coincidence. Having the same song–Guster’s Satelite–in the same track order is not just simple coincidence. I’ve been looking for the song that more than just a bridge on the CD. Guster was the artist that came to mind, Satelite was the song that worked perfectly (and the one that was supported by my consiglieri).
It feels Synchronous to me. This could simply be a function of my desire to find some sort of meaning in random events, but given the number of possible songs, artists and track locations, it just feels far too Random.
Some folk have called it awesome, others have said that its Synchronous and I should take that as a hint to just let life guide me along. Personally, as awesome as this is, I’m not going to let life just guide me. I’m going to help plan her birthday celebrations and wait, impatiently, for her to come home.