Dazed and Confused

I had an interesting afternoon yesterday.  I suddenly found myself unable to hold a thought, not able to focus on the task at hand (and yes, that does happen to me more often than I’d like to admit).  But eventually my head grew heavy, my chest became very tight and I had a huge crater grow into the pit of my stomach.  Nothing out of the ordinary happened to cause these sensations, they just snuck up on me out of the blue.  I wasn’t sure what to think of them, I decided to go for a walk.

In a foggy daze I wandered along the streets near my office building. It came to me as a complete shock to find myself walking up the stairs to the entrance of a church.  I’m not a religious person though I was born and raised in a catholic family. I am, however, in the process of discovering my spirituality.

I was also surprised to find a peaceful comfort in the silence of this beautiful church. It felt like a blanket comforting me. I sat there alone in the silence contemplating my recent life events, wishing that I had someone to talk to about them.  I felt somewhat alone.

I’m not sure for how long I sat there, it must have been for quite a while as I was startled to hear a gentle voice say “Oh my, you’re crying. Would you like to talk?” I looked around to see who this man was speaking to. No one was there when I had arrived, and I didn’t hear anyone walk in. It was then I noticed that he was talking to me. I WAS THE PERSON CRYING!

He sat on the bench in front of me and I remember immediately feeling safe. I was in awe with his kind eyes and his beautiful aura.  Before I knew it, I had poured the darkest secrets I held in my heart to him.  He listened without judgement, validating my feelings and encouraged me to go on.  This familiar stranger essentially saved me.  I was beaten down by life, he helped me bandage my wounds, and now I am able to wear them proudly.

The bizarre piece in all of this is that this kind soul is not religious either.  In fact, he is very much interested in the Buddhist teachings.  He felt drawn to the church as well. He too wasn’t sure as to why.

Carl Jung defines synchronicity as 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.

Is this synchronicity? Or was my wish granted?  Doesn’t matter.  I appreciate the gift of kindness.

4 thoughts on “Dazed and Confused

  1. Cute Filipino Guy says:

    Amazing! I totally believe in synchronicity because it happened to me over and over again. All of this makes you think and wonder that these events will not only guide and influence our lives, but also help us understand our life-plan. Be alert though of what’s coming next, let me guess hmmm a relationship that leads to a life partnership? One thing for sure..we are never left alone..never!

  2. Agnes D says:

    I was having exactly similar experience when I met someone on the plane on my way back to TO. Having engulfed in my dark thoughts just before I embarked the plane, I didn’t realized it would the be start of synchronicity. To capture the whole experience in just few words would be impossible. The whole experience touched me in a way that I couldn’t explain. Never in my life I poured out my heart to a total stranger. He also relates me to another person whose “coincidentally” experiencing the same life pattern. No matter what you call it, “synchronicity”, “serendipity”, purely”coincidence” or even a “miracle”…all of these exist as a way for God or higher power or universe, to mend our broken hearts, and wounds…and touch our lives in the exact spot that was most furnerable to us…and alleviate all the burdens…to let us carry on.

    Reading your blog is like reading my own thought. How scary is that? 😀

  3. Smartie says:

    CFG – Anything can happen!

    Agnes – It’s truly amazing when things like this happen. I find that it’s more special when I try not to understand why it’s happened, but rather, cherish the moment. It is scary to know that someone else out there thinks the same way!!


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