Synchronicity

Yesterday an old high school friend. PR, called me and told me he was redoing a ’40 Chevy coup. He told me he needed a cigarette lighter to plug in the dash and went shopping on ebay and found one for a reasonable price (I forgot what is considered reasonable). He bid and the price went up. Someone else was bidding. The cigarette lighter ended up being pretty expensive and even more so because he never smoked in his life – but he needed it to complete his dash.

After that he found ebay interesting and surfed around it some. He owns an old sign that is the original sign for a country store west of Marietta that was well known when we were growing up. Just for the heck of it he had planned to put the original up on ebay and see how the bidding process would go. But first, he wanted a little research so he googled the name of the store and my blog came up. I did an posting on that store, at least once, maybe twice.

That is why he called me. We talked a while, filled each other in on some news of people we knew while growing up. We do that every time we talk. He wanted to know if I had ever written on my blog about our teacher Nell, which I have.

In an email I sent him a link to the month which is March 2006, and told him to scroll down to find it.

I could have gave him a direct link to the Nell episode, but I wanted him to scroll down and come across a picture of his old antique car that he refurbished last year About a year ago he came by and shown me the old Model T that he remodeled, and I posted it then.

So, I assume he saw the picture shiny old antique car and also the Nell the teacher article.

A little later in the day I was driving to the grocery store and I noticed a very pretty shiny red or maroon antique coupe in front of me. Its license plates was the name of my friend’s wife… and it is an unusual name, you don’t hear that name every day. It just about had to be PR with that car with the expensive cigarette lighter.

I tooted my horn and at each stop sign I tooted it again and he finally he pulled over. We talked and said how coincidental we run into each other today, the same day he came across my blog. His wife was laughing.

When I got home I told Anna and told her of running into my friend and she told me I had dark chocolate on the corners of my mouth. Now I know why his wife was laughing.

Destiny and Synchronicity

Destiny and Synchronicity are two forces of nature that we find amusing and dumbfounding. Is it a true invisible force of nature or divinity that plays chess with us to arrange these destinies and synchronicities or do they just happen?

Who knows?

I think the recent blog that I told about my wife Anna and mother sitting by one of the authors they admire for about two hours and not knowing it until she walked out the door was an example of synchronicity.

Since the Comair plane wreck that killed 49 people in Lexington, Kentucky stories are coming out how people just missed the flight.

Here is another one: Anna’s late cousin had two children, a boy and a girl. They are grown in their late 20s or early 30s now, and married.

The girl, or young lady, has just been chosen to go to a college in Kentucky. It is a college that specializes in grooming people to be preachers. She has plans to become an ordained minister.

The young lady and her family moved their belongings to the college in Kentucky. Her brother helped them. He drove a big rented truck up with them. And to return back to Marietta he was scheduled to fly back on the ill-fated Comair flight. For some reason I haven’t heard yet, it was decided he would go back on a later flight.

I would call that Destiny