Have you ever experienced something in your life that appeared to be a coincidence, but you wondered if it could be more than coincidence? For example, when my daughter was four years old, she didn’t feel well one day and started running a fever. I stayed home from work that day with the intention of taking her to the doctor. A couple of hours after she awakened, she started watching her favorite show on tv – Barney. I was listening to the show as I got ready to take her to the doctor. The story was about Baby Bop who was breaking out with bumps all over, and found out she had chickenpox. Not long after the program ended, my daughter showed me that she was breaking out with bumps like Baby Bop. And indeed, her doctor confirmed that she had chickenpox. Was this just a coincidence? Things like this have happened to me repeatedly in my life and so I began to search for an explanation. I found it in the works of psychologist Carl Jung and his ideas of “synchronicity.”
Jung defined synchronicity as the experience of two or more events that are apparently causally unrelated or unlikely to occur together by chance and that are observed to occur together in a meaningful manner. Looking at my situation with my daughter getting chickenpox at the same time that she watches Baby Bop get them on tv, if just a coincidence, would seem unbelievably farfetched. What if I had turned on another program? Are these two events related in some meaningful way? Jung explains it as a governing dynamic that underlies the whole of human experience and history – social, emotional, psychological, and spiritual. Following discussions with both Albert Einstein and Wolfgang Pauli, Jung believed that there were parallels between synchronicity and aspects of relativity theory and quantum mechanics. He also believed that this “deeper order” was embedded in an orderly framework and was the focus of that framework. So, what does this mean?
Consider another incidence of synchronicity that happened to me. I decided to take my two female cats to the vet to be spayed. The night before I was to take them, I dreamed that one of my cats, Precious, was a boy. When I awakened, I laughed and wondered why I dreamed such a silly thing. About an hour after I took the cats to the vet, I received a call informing me that one of the cats, Precious, was a boy. For a minute, I didn’t know what to say. I was a nurse and yet I had never seen any “evidence” that my cat was a male. Coincidence? It is hard to get a handle on. I am keeping an open mind as a new generation researches and defines the grand order of things.
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