I believe in synchronicity. For example, this morning I fell asleep listening to several Tony Benn lectures; he touched upon many political and societal matters, but none more so than the current 'Mind War' and Information Warfare. He mentioned that a useful information Clearing House which he often utilised was a magazine called the Private Eye.
Whilst I was out on business today, I popped into a shop which I haven't used in years; I was walking past the news papers when lo and behold, there was the Private Eye. It's been in circulation for a fair few years, unbeknownst to me; presumably because it's not stocked in many shops.
I've now got my end of April issue, and I intend to subscribe. Stuff like that happens to me all the time, and always at the right time... synchronistically.
Fortune tellers exploit the subjective part of synchronicity, but directing conscious, or subconscious attention to fairly probable events, so that these insignificant events are interpreted as significant.
The objective aspect of synchronicity integrates the subjective disposition to notice and interpret, with events that coincide with expectation/attention. Two aspects are of interest to me: whether objective synchronicity is real; and if it is, what type of causality is at work.
Whether objective synchronicity is real probably cannot be established scientifically, but only as a statistical refutation of improbability. Frequent, highly improbable events, connected to uncommon, and specific anticipation may mean something.
IF synchronicity is probably real, it's mode of causality is virtually impossible to determine:
* Does the expectation cause the event?
* Does the impending event cause the anticipation, as a quasi sense stimulation from the future, backwards to the present?
* Is the accurate anticipation of future improbable events merely an intuitive prognostication from present factors (ie. The events weren't actually improbable, but that probability is only subconsciously know by a few).
Etc.
I believe in synchronicity. There are times when I am not as open to it as other times. I think it's possible to experience synchronicity on a much deeper level than I have. I think it can touch on subjects of birth and death not only in the physical sense but on a consciousness and awareness level. Those moments when your thoughts and/or actions feel completely connected and part of a larger whole - when you're in synch with other seemingly unrelated things happening at a particular moment in time. Sort of like experiencing different layers of consciousness simultaneously.
Brain waves, yo, brain waves...
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synchronous (adj.) "existing or happening at the same time," from Late Latin synchronus "simultaneous," from Greek synkhronos "happening at the same time," from syn- "together" (see syn-) + khronos "time" (see chrono-). Meaning "recurring at the same successive instants of time" is attested from 1670s. Related: Synchronously.
coincidence (n.) c. 1600, "exact correspondence in substance or nature," from French coincidence, from coincider, from Medieval Latin coincidere (see coincide). From 1640s as "occurrence or existence during the same time." Meaning "a concurrence of events with no apparent connection" is from 1680s, perhaps first in writings of Sir Thomas Browne.
My example concerns a young woman patient who, in spite of efforts made on both sides, proved to be psychologically inaccessible. The difficulty lay in the fact that she always knew better about everything. Her excellent education had provided her with a weapon ideally suited to this purpose, namely a highly polished Cartesian rationalism with an impeccably "geometrical" idea of reality. After several fruitless attempts to sweeten her rationalism with a somewhat more human understanding, I had to confine myself to the hope that something unexpected and irrational would turn up, something that would burst the intellectual retort into which she had sealed herself. Well, I was sitting opposite her one day, with my back to the window, listening to her flow of rhetoric. She had an impressive dream the night before, in which someone had given her a golden scarab — a costly piece of jewellery. While she was still telling me this dream, I heard something behind me gently tapping on the window. I turned round and saw that it was a fairly large flying insect that was knocking against the window-pane from outside in the obvious effort to get into the dark room. This seemed to me very strange. I opened the window immediately and caught the insect in the air as it flew in. It was a scarabaeid beetle, or common rose-chafer (Cetonia aurata), whose gold-green colour most nearly resembles that of a golden scarab. I handed the beetle to my patient with the words, "Here is your scarab." This experience punctured the desired hole in her rationalism and broke the ice of her intellectual resistance. The treatment could now be continued with satisfactory results.
— Carl Jung
I remember that anecdote. Good example. Hard for a rationalist to explain that one.
Half the time I think he's making this stuff up. Great reading though.
although I suppose he is not saying the scarab turned up to help him or that she prophesied the scarab with her dream, it could simply be a comment on the meaning we assign to chance, and the way it can modify us, or as much of Jung's writing, more ambiguous than that, both those explanations, or not possible to know.
Firts half of your post about Jung I agree with everything.
Second half about me I just have no idea what to say lol. Idk I don't feel very noticed and no more eccentric than the next person. I have not experienced synchronicity in a while, although I used to quite frequently. Music or recurring symbolism and imagery. I think if there is anything we can know about synchronicity is you cannot force itit's obviously down to pattern recognition and applying higher meaning to that pattern.
Like when a basketball player gets into the "zone" while playing. Once I experienced that. I played so well it was shocking to me. I outplayed a kid who was bigger and better than me. I could do no wrong. I wasn't thinking, just reacting. It felt like a movie. I didn't miss a shot. Everyone thought I was amazing. Hasn't happened since with sports. It has happened occasionally in others areas of my life. Like when I lost my virginity. It was too good to be true. Imagine if life were always that flowing and alive? Wow.
Haha, sometime last week I must have channeled Bruce Lee or something... Me and my bestie were play fighting, and it sort of (d)evolved into ninja style... And for like 15 minutes straight my defenses were impenetrable... and he was left gobsmacked... We've tried to repeat the scenario since, but I failed miserably.
I had an epic basketball experience the once too.. I was at Nuneaton Army base (years ago) and I was playing basket ball with them, I was the only player not to get benched for over the course of nearly two hours, and I was fookin awesome. ... Played basket ball the other day tho and I sucked ass.
'Zones' are definitely there to be ... gotten into to.
IMO.