Synchronicity

Adele J Kruger
Aug 25, 2017 · 4 min read

When life happens all at once…propelled and drawn by an unseen periodic motion…for that moment, it does make sense — within it’s own parameters.

Delve with me into the recesses of our collective awareness as we peer at the strange shape-shifting that pretends to be our fixed identity; the mirages that we interpret as a solid reality; the ideas that are birthed through pensive thoughts soaked in emotion and silence; the meaning that only makes sense within its own context…but, oh my, what glorious meaning it does make!

Synchronicity: the relation that exists when things occur at the same time

I think about my disenchanted life.
It is a series of mishaps, lucky strikes, a few very focused bursts of ingenious design and many long arid stretches of disarray…and a mishmash of signposts: dismay, frustration, confusion, resolution, attentiveness, obsession, serenity, forgetfulness…and many more.

I would like to describe my life as the impenetrable surface of an indigo blue ocean with a pulse that is only perceptible when all is silent…and then even the pulse is not so much a sound as it is a vibration…like an echo rising from the depths with only a shimmer of a tremor.

Historically the word “sound” referred exclusively to an effect in the mind. Webster’s 1947 dictionary defined sound as: “that which is heard; the effect which is produced by the vibration of a body affecting the ear.”

I am intelligent. Or so I thought. It depends, really.
“On what?”, you may ask. Apparently, on many differing factors. There seem to be positive phases of synchronicity when I am the most brilliant, exhilarating, creature that has ever awakened in this universe — able to dissect and disseminate information and events into a glorious flow of congruence with prolific clarity. I am a magnet for everything beautiful, astounding, glorious, and majestic!

There seem to be positive phases of synchronicity when I am the most brilliant, exhilarating, creature that has ever awakened in this universe

But then… Alas! The ‘season’ changes.
And I transform into an inept collection of biological matter! Unable to think clearly for a few minutes in succession; a stranger to myself. A stranger among my friends and family… A stranger in my body…and, especially, to my mind. A creature whose very consciousness seems to have been eviscerated…leaving nothing coherent; everything is a grey jumble of formless, colourless, discontinuity….

As I sit here, pondering my memories, I am listening to the beautiful sounds of HAVASI… How I wish I were able to share my experience with you… Then I thought, “I can!”

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This synchronous gathering of both positives and negatives alike surprised me. I erroneously used to believe that synchronicity is “a positive relational concept”. Now I realize, synchronicity is in fact a positive. I love this description on my WordWeb App:

“denotes a quality without qualification, comparison, or relation to increase or diminution”— That is IT! Do you see it as well?

Within this synchronous grip (seized with surprising impregnability), you become a spectator — one of wonder as well as contempt — at the cosmic probability shower being drawn in by the movement of your current. An exhilarating show. A magnificent show. This is my silent inner universe’s conglomerate from the subconscious into the conscious.

This is my silent inner universe’s conglomerate from the subconscious into the conscious.

My time is not privy to the secrets of synchronicity…as it is most often shrouded from it’s own involvement in my life. I am here now, immersed in a thought or a process, and then time becomes fluid. It flows like elusive mercury. I emerge with hours having passed, and sometimes even days…and other times, months… And yet, in my mind, the very next thought follows on exactly where the last one stopped — irrespective of how much time passed…as if at the same time…

Thank you for taking this brief journey through the complex matrix of my experience of synchronicity. It is a true account. And true to my poetic style, I must apologize. I started it, thinking it might become a series if thoughts on this topic…time will tell.

I would love to hear from you if you can relate…what does synchronicity look like in your experience; how does it surprise you?

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Adele J Kruger

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Ardent thinker | Logophile | Problem solver | Intent to better my future in every now.

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