What I am about to share with you is not an exaggeration for dramatic effect. In this depiction, as with all of my posts, I am going to describe events the way they happened, sans embellishments.
During the course of two and a half years, when my three children were much younger, a peculiar synchronicity happened without fail every single time I parked my vehicle in a parking lot.
My husband and I raised our kids in rural Connecticut, which meant that when we went shopping for groceries, made a trip to the mall, stopped at the post office, etc., we parked our vehicle in a parking lot and not on the street. I parked in parking lots several times every week as a general rule, and I usually had the kids with me. Now, what I am going to share with you may seem trivial at first glance. But I want you to really put yourself in my shoes and really let the magnitude of these synchronistic events fully sink in.
Every single time for over two years, when we returned to our van after shopping, doing errands, going to the movies, etc., the person/people parked directly next to our van returned to their vehicle at exactly the same time! Sometimes it was the person parked to the left of our van, and sometimes it was the person parked to the right of our van. This pattern did not once fail during those two and a half years. Every single time.
The kids and I couldn’t help but notice this odd phenomenon. We would leave the store or mall and actually try and look for the person that would magically make their way to their vehicle parked to the left or right of ours, arriving at the same time. Usually we couldn’t spot them in advance, though. We’d roll the cart towards our van, start unloading groceries, etc. and voila, they would arrive and have to wait for us to be done so they could open their door(s) and back out of the spot. Sometimes they got to their vehicle before us and we’d have to wait for them to be done before opening doors, loading bags, buckling kids into seats, etc. Not one time went by without this extraordinary course of events.
I even began to test matters by parking in different areas of the various parking lots. It didn’t matter. If I parked somewhere remote, and there wasn’t anyone parked next to me, by the time we returned to our car there would be another vehicle parked next to us and the occupants would be returning to it at the same time as us. I began to tell these other people, who were somehow part of this mysterious synchronicity, about what was happening. They looked at me like I had two heads.
One day, it abruptly stopped. And this odd synchronicity never returned again. Once or twice over the subsequent years it did happen a few times in a row, and I excitedly thought it was going to manifest once more. But no, this mysterious course of events did not return.
So what does it mean, and exactly who arranged this, and exactly how did this happen? I have more questions than I have answers a lot of the time, and this is no exception. I imagine it has something to do with the field that quantum physics talks about, but back then in the late ’90s I hadn’t yet heard of the field. I will tell you that this was a most delightful experience for the kids and I. It made our expeditions feel magical and full of wonder and delight. When it was happening, I knew I was witnessing something profound and unexplainable, something mysterious and exciting. I knew that there was undoubtedly more to our existence than meets the eye. It prepared us for other incredible events what would happen several years later. Someone, or something was playing with me and the kids, and we enjoyed every moment!