I completed 21 days. And my husband suggested I collate and look at the 21 days themes that have come up. He offered to print them, I sent the whole set with the title 21 grams. I didn’t think much but then when I did, It showed up differently.
They say 21 grams is the weight of the soul. When we die, the body loses 21 grams. Each piece, thus far has been 21 pieces of my soul. To go to the verge and stay and write from there, in manner of speaking was death. Death of the ego maybe, because It was never up to me what I will choose. It, the invisible choose me. I was – am its scribe. It has been quite vulnerable this journey so far. Jumping into to unknown publicly.
One of the unintended consequences, is the increase in ‘synchronicity’.
It’s the, Oh my god, you won’t believe it. Feeling.
Synchronicity, represents the process of experiences coming together and forming some sort of meaning, which may or may not be apparent to us. They do not follow the Newtonian cause-effect principle. They are therefore quantum phenomena. They are what in classical times known as sympathies, held by the belief that an a-causal relationship exists between events on the inside and the outside of ourselves – a meeting between seen and unseen world – a glitch in the Matrix.
I am fascinated and always excited by these. I feel it is important to get excited, this helps our mind and body remember this moment. It’s a book mark in our experiences. And helps in the process of trusting in the future.
Metaphysically speaking also, synchronicities are strategically orchestrated and perfectly aligned to deliver a message, provide guidance, or provide reassurance that we’re on the right path. These occurrences are formidable and propel us forward with a surge of ephemeral clarity and courage. It is a sure sign that the Universe agrees with you. Not that you asked, or know that you asked – but still. This perhaps is what takes off any ‘anxiety’ related to decision or choices and helps in discernment.. I think it’s pretty smart of the universe. Well done !!
These happens to us all the time we don’t often notice them or just brush them away as a non-thing. From some obvious and more visible forms such as a specific sudden message, or a call from someone or seeing a words written on a hoarding or a bumper sticker, a book falling off, events realigning leading to something else, seeing some number often, to more subtler forms, a crow appearing when you ask a question, the wind blowing suddenly, power surges or cuts on certain days, noticing a spider or butterfly more than once.
Synchronicity is a function of Noticing.
They stop us in our tracks, literally. They force a PAUSE. It’s a suspended moment. It’s a reluctant admitting that we don’t know what is going on. Because we don’t know, it is a sign of the Verge. And It can potentially be a sign post in the myriad maze of paths in the unseen world.
It happened yet again to me yesterday.
I have bee attracted to the I-Ching. I bought a book last year and couldn’t understand anything. A couple of months ago again I was itching. Pun intended. So I took to it again, this time it started to open a little. Again the principle of no effort . I am learning it on my own, whatever that means, through YouTube, self study, books, contemplation and application.
Yesterday I posted my blog on a “Fiery Souls” group on FB, that I am part of, for no apparent reason than the theme of courage resonated with the groups name. The admin, who I don’t know, messaged me, saying she liked the blog. We were chatting on messenger. She asked what were my practices. I told her of my 100 days experiment. She gently nudged, ‘What are your other spiritual practices.’ – I must admit I squirmed. I never know how to answer that question. I could say, I clean or water the plants or cook. But I suspected that was not the answer expected. So I played it safe and I said , I mediate. There – that often solves the ‘Spiritual question problem’ and often lets people feel comfortable. So It was ok. It was better than telling I talk to crows.
She enthusiastically said, I do too. Nice. So far it was, well predictable. What happened next was the crazy bit..
She wrote, I am also learning I-Ching.
Pause.
I stopped. My heart slowed to a crawl. I lowered the gas flame, I was cooking at that time. And being cooked on slow flame on the inside, I thought ironically. And I could feel a surge of energy rising up from my feet. It was also comical in a way, I felt like my antenna was logging in. It was my Oh My GOD can you believe it moment. No matter how many times it happens – every time it feels like the first time.
When I found my voice, or my fingers I wrote, I also just started. She got super excited, Told me she was a Vedic astrologer and there were other people who were doing this study and invited me in. I of course said YES. I also remembered a ‘Bookmarked feeling” of Celestine Prophecy some 20 years ago. The universe clearly agreed with me and I-Ching. I was overcome with a flood of gratitude.
Synchronicity is how the Soul whispers
I wonder how often we take the time and space to notice these things. How we are so busy and lost in the everyday things and chatter that sometimes we cannot hear the universe. We put so much stress on ourselves to know everything by ourselves and perhaps glorify effort. Animals don’t do that. A turtle does not spend unnecessary energy in swimming ‘with its strength’ – it just senses the fast moving currents in the ocean and simply glides into it.
Our notion of the VUCA world, our fear of the unknown is making us lose our animal senses. The discernment of thought or actions comes from listening to the space around and to the unseen and unheard. Once we learn to tune into and through the synchronicities, perhaps we can feel the interconnection of all things in a real tangible way. And that way , we don’t have to feel burdened by, “I have to do everything’. We don’t. And we can’t. If we sense the current and just lean into it, life can happen, effortlessly. Because it wants to. Perhaps this way we can make every gram of the 21 grams count and come alive.
“Every single blade of grass has its own angel that whispers – Grow Grow Grow”
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