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>Synchronicity: the coincidental occurrence of events and especially psychic events (as similar thoughts in widely separated persons or a mental image of an unexpected event before it happens) that seem related but are not explained by conventional mechanisms of causality —used especially in the psychology of C. G. Jung

~ Dictionary.com

Okay, it’s everywhere. Pretty darn weird actually. When similar things happen close to each other–say you want to buy a new car and you research Volvo’s the same day your boss at work comes in and announces she just bought the same make and model Volvo you were going buy–that’s coincidence. When it happens two or three times–your boss and your mother-in law bought Volvo’s the same week and your neighbors informs you they’re thinking about it too–that’s…strange.

When it happens repeatedly in a short span of time, that’s synchronicity.

My strange aura of synchronicity started with a bought of the blues I couldn’t break from for months. Recently, it’s gotten even worse. Not depression, per se, more just blah. Didn’t want to write, didn’t want to plot, didn’t want to dream up characters. Nothing felt exciting or even intriguing. And writing wasn’t the only thing I felt blase about…seemed everything was a shade of gray instead of their normal vibrant colors.

As I identify this series of events, I’m going to number them, to better illustrate the sheer bulk.

About 2 weeks ago, I decided I had to do something about it — I couldn’t stand living like that day in and day out, and it wasn’t going away on its own. I had taken a course with Eric Maisel via a local writers conference and had been inspired by his talk on creativity. He has several books out that I’ve been wanting to buy, but haven’t. I decided it was time to buy them.[[1]]

While I was waiting for my purchases to drift in from Amazon, I pulled out a book I’d bought about 3 or 4 years earlier, called The Self-Talk Solution. It was recommended to me by a friend for an entirely different purpose…I’m not even sure if I was writing at the time.

As I reread the book, [[2]] the information took on new meaning for me — deep meaning outlined with hope. I could get myself out of this funk, I could be the positive, upbeat person I’ve always wanted to be, I could control my thoughts and therefore my actions. And there was scientific proof and studies to prove it really works.

By the time I’d read through the first few chapters, Maisel’s first book came in the mail. [[3]] Within the first chapter, I read:

If we manage to change our self-talk we have done something profound, something more substantial than just making some innocent linguistic alterations…

A cognitive therapist teaches you to identify maladaptive self-talk, confront and dispute wrong thinking, and substitute new language that supports your intention to move in a certain direction.

Okay, that’s weird, I think, but only coincidental. Just gives me a nudge down the path I was already headed, like someone whispering, “That’s it, you’re going the right way.”

The very next day Theresa posts on Magical Musings — the topic, Creativity Coaching, the source of her information, Eric Maisel. [[4]]

Um, okay again. Wow. This is kinda weird, but I’m feeling strong, like I’ll have a lot of support when/if I search for sources on the subject, right?

And since I’m feeling so “in tune” with the subject, I decide I really AM going to start writing about it on my blog — I can’t be the only person/writer struggling in this way, right? So, to provide accurate information, I searched the Internet for studies and specialists on the topic. I found so many, my brain started to numb. The good thing about that — they were all saying the same things, over and over. Notice, there’s no number here because this in information I deliberately went out and sought. While I bought the books, I didn’t know they would echo this theory.

I went out to dinner tonight with my 11 yo daughter. Since we were both tired and had already talked for hours since school let out, we brought books to read. We were enjoying the blissful quiet at Applebee’s when she says, “Mommy, I want you to read something, it’s really funny.”

She turns about 30 pages **back** in her book from where she was reading and shows me the passage. It read:

You can’t keep the birds of sadness from flying over your head, but you can keep
them from nesting in your hair.

I got goosebumps.

When we got home, I did a little blog hopping. The first blog I click on with a new post was A Writer’s Edge, the post title: Yoga for Writers’ Block. [[6]] Here is an excerpt:

Yoga exercises are another technique for relieving the types of blocks that come
when you’ve sat too long, staring at a blank page or the computer screen. Blood
pools in our feet, breathing may slow or become shallow with anxiety, muscles go
slack (or worse, cramp). The body pumps out stress chemicals which do not
enhance creativity.

Oh, my God. If this isn’t the universe smacking me with a brick, I’m an oblivious idiot. I decide I really have to pursue this, study it, write about it. But before I tackle that, I’m going to have to check out today’s MM post by Edie. What do you think she mentioned? You got it — [[7]].

LaDonna visualizes herself getting a Rita! She practices her acceptance speech.
Cancer patients visualize Pac Men eating their bad cells. The Law of Attraction
says what we tell ourself and see for ourself will come true because our
subconscious will devise ways to make it be true. Going back to candybars, if I
see myself thin and healthy, I’ll eat thin and healthy. But if I see myself
pigging out on candybars, that’s what I’ll do.

Our thoughts, especially if we put emotion into them, come out in energy. Powerful energy.

I’m in a friggintwilight zone here.

All I can say is…I’m listening Universe. I finally heard you!

Stay tuned to my blog for more on this topic including excerpts from articles, studies, books, etc. Who couldn’t use a little dash of positive light in their life? No writer I know!

Have you ever experienced this type of synchronicity?