Shopping in thrift stores is a good time for me, you never know what you're going to find. One day I was shopping around and saw a little mouse figurine. Something about it caught my eye. I don't buy little trinkets normally, but this was something special, I could tell. On the bottom of the little mouse it said it was made from the volcanic ash of the Mt. Saint Helen's eruption. It was only 80 cents, so I went ahead and bought it. I kept it around but didn't give it much thought.
A few months later I was in my yard looking at rocks. I was looking for crystals or anything that might be interesting. Whenever I found an interesting stone I would break it open to see what was inside. I came across a few geodes this way, and other small crystals (one geodes was not small at all). One very interesting stone I found was gray and had a curious spiral shape. I was going to break it open, but something told me this one should not be broken. On closer inspection I discovered this wasn't a stone at all, that it was a crystal of some kind (I think it might be smoky quartz).
Then one beautiful pharma night it hit me as I was looking at the mouse and the grey crystal: my mother lead me to these through synchronicity. Here I should mention that my mother died under tragic circumstances in 1986. The mouse was made in 1986. It cost 80 cents: I was born in 1980. The crystal and the mouse also look very much alike and are even almost the same size. The mouse and the crystal are also curiously shaped like a pineal gland--and the mouse is holding an acorn--another little pineal gland.
I suppose some would write this off as "coincidence", but not me. I have received so much and so many signs that I would be a fool to ignore it. And my life is continually being lived with this synchronicity. The mouse and the crystal are just one of countless gifts I have received by being open such endless possibilities.
It is a brave new world, my friends, and you need only to be open to what is all around you.
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(4,062kb) downloaded 57 time(s).Fear, belief, love phenomena that determined the course of our lives. These forces begin long before we are born and continue after we perish. We cross and recross our old paths like figure skaters; our lives are not our own. From womb to tomb, we are bound to others. Past and present. And by each crime and every kindness, we birth our future.
---David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas