Have you ever had something happen “coincidentally,” that is such a wild coincidence that luck alone can’t really explain it? That you suspect that some other force must have helped this coincidence to happen?
If you’ve read my book, you’ll likely remember the numerous outrageous “coincidences” that led me to meet and somehow have the kinds of conversations with 24 other people, over 5 1/2 years, that then led to their “extraordinary revelations” being included in my book. I did not, nor could I ever, have orchestrated that by myself, and I am still in awe of the process.
What amazes me more now, is that these “coincidental meetings” continue to this day. A week does not go by, that I don’t come home, shaking my head in wonder at the people I continue to connect with, in some brief, but often intense and personal way.
The word “coincidence” has much more meaning for me now, than it ever did before. And it is not just me who recognizes it! Many of the people I have met “coincidentally,” say to me first, words to the effect: “Our meeting today was not an accident! We were supposed to meet each other here and have this conversation!” We both recognize that a memorable bond has been created between us, even though we have no prospect of ever seeing each other again.
One of the most striking examples happened recently as I was coming out the back door of the local library, having renewed my library card, just one of several errands I was running that day, As I exited, glancing back, I saw a younger woman walking quickly toward the door, and I held it for her. As she came through, she thanked me very warmly, and I said, “You are welcome – I always like to hold a door for someone if I can, as I appreciate it, if someone does it for me.”
She actually stopped, looked right at me with very intense eyes, and said that many people don’t do small courtesies like that anymore. As we stepped out of the path of the door, I heard her voice quavering with deep feeling. Instinctively, I turned to her and said something I’ve never said to another stranger: “Are you a spiritual person?” She took a deep breath and responded from a very emotional place, “Yes!” She went on to say that she had some personal issues that were weighing very heavily on her at that moment. I offered my sympathy and a blessing in the hope she that would feel extra support at this difficult time. She said, “Thank you," from her heart, and we shared a hug. She said, “Thank you,” one more time, and we squeezed each other's hands, which sealed the meaningful moment we had just shared. I thought about her all day, sending up prayers on her behalf.
I don’t know why these kinds of connective experiences happen to me, but it is often at unguarded, transitional moments. Rarely is there a follow-up, which is what I believe is the way it is supposed to be. It is a moment in time, shared deeply with another person, and I am very grateful for both of us that they happen.
These kinds of “coincidences” are still a mystery to me. What you think about them? Do you experience them, too? Please leave a comment!
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