D'you know, one thing that seems freaky about synchronicities, is sometimes it feels like the effect happened before the cause. Like when I was e-mailing with my friend and talking with him on the phone at the same time, and I sent him the link to the band's website which I had saved from a year ago, because I like the way the website looks, and then I see that the band is playing in his town that week.
What we think should
happen is that I run across the link and because the band is playing in his town, it reminds me to send it to him. Instead it happens backwards.
A month or so ago I had e-mailed a guy who writes a blog, because I agreed with him about his distate for the way the media continually reports on things that haven't even happened yet. A specific example I mentioned, because I live near Green Bay, was Brett Favre's non-retirement for the past few years. Another blog he wrote that I liked was about platitudes that aren't true. We both seriously dislike "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger," and "God doesn't give us anything we're not strong enough to handle." I had even started wondering lately where those philosophies came from, because they are not Biblical quotes, but believers state them like they are the Word of God.
This morning I decided to send him a picture of the lead story for the NFL Playoff Special Edition that the local paper ran in January, which had the headline, "It's so easy to see why Brett will be back." Which seems rather hilarious now. Why didn't I send him that on Tuesday, when Favre's retirement announcement was made? Or on Wednesday? Or on Thursday? Why this morning? I don't know. I just did.
Within a half hour, I was looking through a book of poetry written by a Danish man named Piet Hein, during the Nazi occupation, because I'm listing the book on eBay and wanted a good example of a poem to include. And I run across this: A Maxim for Vikings
Here is a fact
that should help you fight
a lot longer
Things that don't
actually kill you outright
make you stronger
Again, it's backwards. I should have run across that poem, been reminded of the blog, and sent him the photo. Synchronicity goofs up our ideas of cause & effect. It's like there's no cause and effect. There's connection.
This morning in my chick-pack e-mails, one thread is going about the increase in foreclosures. Out of the blue, one woman responds about her son getting diagnosed with high-functioning autism (which we already knew about). She went off on a tangent about that for some reason. Within two minutes, in the discussion I was half-listening to on Wisconsin Public Radio, somebody says "one in 80 boys will be diagnosed with autism in Wisconsin this year."
Speaking of the media reporting on things that haven't happened yet.