thoughts on synchronicity and intuition
“It’s a poor sort of memory that only works backwards”
- The White Queen to Alice, Through the Looking Glass
Moving beyond the rational is always tricky to describe. Inner knowings translate poorly into words.
Words are by nature representational and divisive. They are at best pointers, fingers at the moon. On paper and in telling, a synchronistic event is merely chance, just unlikely…perhaps a little weird. But whether it makes sense is not the point, the internal resonance is the essence of the meaning.
An intuition is not a thought. It’s origins are more subtle than the intellect. Intuitions arise from a deeper level of knowing, from a place beyond boundaries between self and other, inner and outer. It is contact with deeper strata of information, well below the surface level of “the mind” or physical senses…
These perceptions are chinks in the armour of accepted reality, faults in the of illusion of separation. Gateways to the truth of that that connects, and signposts to a deeper belonging.
The more you calm the mind, the more this becomes apparent. It starts to go beyond a feeling, and becomes a knowing… One of the most “real” experiences you can have.
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