Synchronicity log for 2014


Another recurrence involving the 'Black Swan' book, this too following that pattern of me thinking of something, randomly but distinctly, and having it recur in that part of the book I read later that day. Today it was me randomly thinking of a volatile family situation this morning, which I distinctly thought of as "us standing atop a stack of dynamite" and a "powderkeg," and also how this situation was even more dangerous because the situation seemed stable, so that those affected would be surprised by it if they accepted surface appearances. Then, in the 'Black Swan' book about two hours later, it went into a section where it repeatedly mentioned just such a "powderkeg"-type situation, using even the same phrasing and wording like "standing atop dynamite" and pointing out how the appearance of stability makes it all the worse. The book's scenarios were involving economics and social issues and the like, rather than the overt family issue I'd thought of, but the underlying theme was no less the same, not to mention the use of the exact same language. Again, certainly not outside the realm of chance, just very unlikely, and made even more so by the precision and the timing, like so many of these.

After experiencing this one, it reminded me of another minor synchro that I hadn't at first noted, which is a bit more notable now that I've experienced so many involving this book. It was when I'd first started reading the book, which just happened to fall on the day after I'd published the 'Anti-Soapbox' book of essays -- which were all pretty much echoes of 'Black Swan's' subject matter, sometimes using even the exact same phrasing and terms. There were so many parallels between the two books, I would say that I'd first read 'Black Swan' and then been heavily influenced by it enough for it to be visible in my essays -- except I only started it after publishing (the very day afterward ...), and long after actually writing the essays. Reasonably notable in itself, but in light of all the other synchros spawned by my reading the book, I find this one even more notable, in the onslaught-type fashion.


Classic thought/reading synchro. I was half conversing with my mom and half reading a book, and just as I went to answer my mom that "Yes, I've learned that that's good practice in my experience" (or something along those lines), the next line that cropped up was "I have learned a few tricks from experience," these two coinciding in that perfectly synchronistic way. Though, even then I could see this being attributed to subconscious reading-ahead, since the sentence was visible to me while I was formulating the reply to my mom, except that the thread of our conversation did reach the conclusion of my replying, almost inevitably, that I'd learned from experience that what we were talking about was good practice -- the intricacies and subtleties of the conversation going this way, in other words, as to lend a separate, objective component that couldn't be readily explained by my subconsciously reading ahead. Pretty notable, I think.


Pretty cool secondhand one today. From out of nowhere, my mom mentioned how she thought of some word this morning ("gravitas"), randomly but distinctly enough for her to wonder what the word meant. Then, a few hours later, she read that word in a book. I find her experience notable 1) because it fits so perfectly the pattern of vague-thought and word synchros I've experienced so many times, right down to the word occurring "randomly but distinctly" in one's thoughts, and 2) I'd never once mentioned vague-thought synchros and such to my mom, so she couldn't have been suggested upon in that manner. Not that some other explanation isn't possible, but still notable.


Minor recurrence: Melies, the French filmmaker. I first learned of this man when reading the 'Master Switch' book last month, and since then, it's just like other book/word/recurrence synchros: I've read in at least two other books referencing this man (perhaps three, I can't remember for sure), all of them the usual random and unrelated books read as randomly, etc. The latest was a Houdini biography, that absently mentioned Melies's connection to Houdini. Notable, though not hugely so.


Minor recurrence: Rayban Wayfarer sunglasses. I first saw these this morning, when checking my email, and I was drawn directly to the subject line of a random email advertising these, Noticing the "Rayban Wayfarer" distinctly, enough to make me click through, even though I had no intent or need for sunglasses. Then, several hours later, while reading through the backpacking website I've been working through over the last couple days, it mentioned specifically how Rayban Wayfarer sunglasses are the best for travel. As it were, that email this morning was the first I'd ever heard of these sunglasses. Notable, once again, due to timing + precision + pattern.


Minor recurrence/though-writing synchro. When I finished the morning's writing, the very last word I wrote was "heart." Then, when I closed the Microsoft Word window, it revealed my web browswer, which was displaying an ad reading "Good for heart health." This wasn't too notable in itself, except that 1) the timing was so precise and instaneous, since I closed the word processor window immediately after typing "heart," so that the two coincided in that perfectly synchronistic way I've come to recognize, and 2) where my eyes had stopped at the typing cursor was right where the ad in the web browser was, so that I immediately saw the ad after closing the window, it occupying the same space where the typed "heart" had been. Maybe nothing; maybe something.


Cool speech/reading synchro today at lunch. Right as I read "FREE" on a piece of paper sitting on the dinner table, zeroing in on its specifically, my dad said "free." Not too notable, considering it was just one word and a very common one at that, and could potentially be explained as a sort of in-the-moment, split-second reading-ahead-type deal, except that it did fit that distinctly synchronistic pattern I've seen establish, such that it "felt" like it. Also, a couple word/book synchros. Yesterday in the Houdini biography I finished, I was introducted to two words that I both learned for the first time, and Noticed distinctly: "peritonitis" and "Drs." (as in multiple doctors). Then this afternoon, in the Howard Hughes biography I started, the next sequential book after, both those two words showed up in the few chapters I read -- pretty notable, considering the timing, the pattern, the precision, and just the sheer odds that I would be introduced to those two reasonably rare words and then read them again in the very next book I randomly checked out and read (also notable considering how many times this has happened). Also, there's the fact that I felt absolutely Compelled to start reading the Hughes book today, from a selection of several, even though I'd decided on another good (and held to that decision right up until it was time to pick up a book -- also like so many of these type of incidents ...).


Another Rayban Wayfarer sunglasses "sighting" coming to me, now in the form of a random ebay ad that I Just Happened to notice as I was briefly on its homepage. Though, I have to wonder how "random" this ad was, since it was possibly chosen based on my browser's cookies and such. Then again, maybe not, maybe it was just a standard ad there for everyone ...

Then, at the post office today, a cool speech/reading synchro. Precisely as I read "$12.65" on the credit card reader, to see how much my package would cost, the clerk at the next counter over said "twelve sixty-five." I don't know if he was quoting perhaps the same type of package (a USPS Priority Mail flat-rate job), or if the other person's package just happened to cost that same amount, read off at that same moment I read the figure. In any case, it fit that perfectly synchronistic pattern.


A couple minor ones today, each maybe nothing. First was that at lunch, my dad gave me this article on sleep, in which it mentioned, offhand, how the brain, lacking normal lymphatic vessels, detoxes itself using a certain type of cells -- which answered another of those absent yet distinct questions I'd thought of for the last couple days, just how the brain detoxes itself. In fact, what was said in this article seemed highly relevant to me, as it seemed to confirm some of my observations about what I suspect to be die-off being eliminated from my brain. It all smacks of that classic question-and-answer scenario, but there's really not enough to make it more than just a mildly notable coincidence. Then, equally vague, is another "ask and ye shall receive"-type deal, now involving luggage. I had the thought recently that, if I'm going to do some traveling this fall as planned, then I'll need some luggage; as it so happens, just after thinking that, I found a piece of luggage in the dumpster at Goodwill when I went to make a donation. I didn't think much of it at the time, but then today, a couple weeks later, the exact same thing happened: I went to make another donation at the same drop, and there was another piece of luggage, in the same dumpster, this one peeking out of the flap, on the very top, to where I couldn't ignore it, as if to say hi. I might be tempted to just think that someone was using that specific dumpster to dump their unwanted luggage, but considering it's been two weeks since the first one, that seems unlikely. In any case, another only mildly notable case.


Pretty notable recurrence today. I got a new Rancid CD, and when I picked it up and looked at the cover, I at once thought of the song "City of Angels" by The Distillers. It made only mild sense that I would think of this song, only because it's a punk song and Rancid is punk; other than that, there was no logical reason for me to think of this song while picking up the CD (there was nothing about The Distillers or "City of Angels" on the cover, or any other logical trigger). However, a few seconds later, while flipping through the book, I came across a picture of a newspaper reading "Flames in the City of Angels." Pretty notable, considering 1) the timing, 2) the precision, and 3) the pattern.

Plus, a weird sort of coincidence that I guess could classify as a synchronicity. Tonight while doing my finances, I found that the balance of both of my credit cards was somehow different than I'd recorded, despite meticulously keeping books on them. And, as it were, the two actual balances were remarkably similar: $1,117.82 and 117.82. I would find it interesting but not too notable if it were just those two highly similar totals, except that they were both different than I'd figured (and I still can't figure out just how I made the mistake). Weird, but notable all the same.


Another onslaught day, this time of thought/action synchros, where I kept having my thoughts echoed by something external said, done, or seen, and always in a way that I couldn't write off as psychological, once again where I was following an indepedent train of thought that would "intersect" with some indepedent, objective external event that I had little or no influence over. Most of these were too subtle or fleeting to translate to text, though all were reasonable notable. The most coherent one was at lunch, when I went to put a bookmark in my book and realized that I had left the bookmark upstairs. In reaction, I reached for the first suitable bookmark substitute, which was a scrap of paper that I'd written notes on and needed to take with me with the book anyway. At the precise moment I put this paper in my book as a bookmark, absently thinking "bookmark," I saw on the middle of the sheet the word "bookmark," written as part of one of the notes. This could technically be written off as subconscious suggestion or selective perception, except that it was another case of that perfectly synchronistic, instanteous occurrence, not only fitting the pattern set down so many times, but also just happening too fast to have been subconsciously "manufactured" (I hadn't been looking at the note paper with "bookmark" written on it when I needed the bookmark, as it were). So many like that today, to the point where it was another "waking dream" state, where my inner world seemed to be perfectly and repeatedly mirrored in the external.


Minor word synchro: "junior suite." I was first introduced to this term last night, while visiting some random website about traveling and hotels. Then, today, it was used in the 'Tipping Point' book I'm reading. Reasonably notable, for the usual reasons: timing, reasonable rarity, fitting the pattern, etc.


A minor recurrence today. Last night, right beore bed, this ad for a gizmo caught my eye -- Noticed it, in that distinct way -- and so I clicked on it and saw this USB-to-DC power adapter (the ad was for an external USB CD-ROM). It was, as it were, the first I'd ever seen such a cable. Then, today at Roxanne's, I encountered just such a cable, plugged into her laptop, for the second time ever, within the space of less than a day. Again, notable because of it's befitting the classic recurrence pattern of learning of some new thing, then seeing it within a short timeframe, with added notability from the Noticing and other circumstances under which I clicked on the ad for the CD-ROM. Also, I have to move Roxanne's laptop every time I'm over there, and she's never had one of these cables plugged into it before; only this time, after I'd just had my Noticing of these, did she have one ...


Classic thought/reading synchro, with a twist. I thought of "I have a cold" right when I read "common cold" in a book (at the top of a fresh page, as to automatically rule out subconscious reading-ahead). This was notable in itself, except that there was a thirdy party involved: my mom, who triggered my thought of "I have a cold." I had to stay home today due to having said cold, and she was in the process of explaining to someone how she was going to the store to get some food for me, which is what triggered the thought of "I have a cold," instantaneously and spontaneously, which indicate's both the thougth's source and the fact that it couldn't have arisen by any other psychological phenomenon. Notable in itself, but doubly so due to the objective thirty party involvement.


Pretty cool recurrence today, one that really only I could appreciate the notability of. It started about two weeks ago, when a movie of my parents' caught my eye: Midnight Express. I'd heard of the movie several times and had a vague idea of what it was about, and I Noticed it in my parents' living room, enough to make me ask if I could borrow it. After that, the movie sat around my room for the next two weeks because I never had the time to watch it. Then, when I finally did have the time, I couldn't get my computer to play a DVD, for very strange reasons and despite my best efforts. I eventually ended up just sitting down in front of a proper TV and watching it once I got the time, which was two days ago. However, I only watched about the first ten minutes of the movie before I'd had enough of it, so I ironically turned it off then and forgot about it. Yet, all the while, I had the feeling that it was all "for a reason" (as I've felt in the past about certain things that have proven synchronistic later), despite my watching mere minutes of the film after all that brouhaha of first getting the time to watch it, then finally watching it. Then, today, while reading a book, it referenced not only Midnight Express, but the very first few scenes of the movie -- the only ones I'd seen, as it were. Thus I was able to understand the book's reference to the movie (it was making an analogy to those first few scenes of a guy nervously going through customs with contraband); otherwise, I wouldn't have understood the comparison the book's author was trying to make. Notable for several reasons: the timing and pattern, but also all the little things that went into it all, such as my Noticing it in the first place, then feeling like there was some synchronistic reason I'd watched those few minutes.

Synchronicity: One Man's Experience book,
                paranormal, unknown, higher dimensions, mystery, Aaron
                Garrison author