“Punch Buggy!”
Most of us have played Punch Buggy, this game in the car where you punch someone every time you see a VW Beetle. All fun and games until there seems to be an unusual amount of VW Beetles! So what is it? …The cosmic world coming together to make sure that you receive your rations worth of punches for a lifetime in one sitting, or simply that now everyone involved is now more aware of their existence… hmm, maybe both!
Some may say coincidences are just random occurrences with no meaning. However, there are those who believe in synchronicity. Which was “first introduced by analytical psychologist Carl Jung, which [defines synchronicity as]events [that] are “meaningful coincidences” …they [seem to] occur with no causal relationship yet seem to be meaningfully related” (thank you wikipedia).
So what does it all mean?
Do these coincidences happen for a reason?
Sometimes it just seems too… coincidental.
Two weeks ago I wrote a piece about how “death is inevitable,” and two days later , on September 2nd, someone very close to me passed away. Her death was inevitable and, in fact, known to be sooner rather than later. The evening before she passed, I had sent her a photoshopped picture of our entire family all together, something that is impossible due to proximal issues. The last time we were all in the same space was 20 years ago, where half of us remember (due to age)and the other half wishes to forget (at least parts of it). This photoshopped picture offered a “picture-perfect” ideal, a tangible item to strive for reality or at least imagine that it was real for a moment. It almost seemed as if I was compelled to do these things in a timely matter. I could have written that piece at any time, but I did it then. I had been working on that photograph for weeks and felt I needed to send it to her immediately. In some ways, I feel the piece was my peace and the photo was hers. Her purpose in life was to bring family together and become a role model to all who knew her, a selfless, caring, loving, balanced individual.
Only yesterday I found out another person I admire also passed away, on that same day, September 2nd. In the post where her parents released the unfortunate news, the first sentence was “Death is inevitable,” the same exact first sentence of my piece. Now, this may seem like a crazy coincidence, or skeptics would say “Well everyone says that” but it almost seems like it was meant to be. Of all the “comforting” terms we tell ourselves, myself and her parents chose to say it this exact same way. Her purpose in this life was to bring to light that we shouldn’t fear death but rather live life to its fullest potential and “love what is.”
So what am I, or you, to learn from all this?
Honestly, I’m not sure just yet. Maybe this is what this whole life thing is for… Figuring out what our purpose is.
Here are two foundations that explain the illnesses (Cystic Fibrosis and Breast Cancer) that have affected these people and also accept donations for further research.
Thank you.
