Ever wonder why there are so many coincidence and accidents?
Think about it.
When was the last time you were thinking about someone, and they contacted you?
These types of “coincident” happen far too often to be reduced to mere chance, if so, then someone has stacked the deck, and it appears that you have the ability to influence the stacking of the deck in your favor.
I have observed – and you may have too – that when I am in a good mood, good things happen. When I am in a bad mood, bad things happen. When I am on highest of emotional peaks, I am unstoppable.
Not to disregard the inevitable, “Hey, I’m feeling great!” only to be interrupted by what seemed to be an unexpected tragic event, decimating my emotional high.
When was the last time that you were delayed due to some unexpected interruption?
Accidents happen, there is no doubt of that, but what are they really?
Let’s say you’re a singer scheduled to perform on the second night of a week-long special event in New York then travel to San Francisco, the next day. Unexpectedly, your mother has a stroke. The New York venue compassionately reschedules you for the first night, so that you can be with your mother.
So, Patti Austin flew from Boston to San Francisco on September 10th, 2001 and not on her scheduled flight on United Flight 93 on September 11th.
I could have gone my whole life without having to deal with a flat tire on the freeway, but there I was, running a few minutes late trying to make it up on my commute when suddenly my right front tire blew. I was able to make my way through the traffic to the side of the road.
My first idea was to call AAA, but I would have missed my appointment altogether, rather than show up late, so I reacted quickly and decided to change the tire myself. A few thoughts crossed m mind at the outset of the process, as it was evident that I was having to change a tire on the side of the road yet no one stopped to help, and there was no State Patrol or police car in sight.
Then I noticed the traffic crawl to a stop. Even with people stopped on the freeway, they still avoided making eye contact with me as they kept their attention forward. As I continued to change the tire, emergency vehicles forced those stuck in the fast lane to merge to the right and a Life Flight helicopter flew overhead.
As I finished up and merged back into traffic myself, I couldn’t help but think, “That could’ve been me in that accident, if not for this flat tire.”
When I showed up at the location, my first stop was the washroom to clean up my frazzled appearance, then to rush into the meeting which I was clearly late for. The company president promptly stated the obvious, “You’re late.” To which I replied, “You’re lucky I’m here at all.” And not missing a beat, jumped right in, as if I had been there all along.
Many seemingly random incidents interrupt or alter the remainder of your day, and in an instant, any one of these seemingly insignificant alterations can lead to a dramatic, life-altering change in your life.
Conclusion: There is no such thing as coincidence and accidents may serve a higher purpose than we are able to recognize from our vantage point on planet earth.
I am a dichotomy of psychological preferences. Part of me is very firmly grounded in science and technology and the other part of me romantic and mystified by the magnificence of a higher power.
More and more, as I am exposed to a growing collection of personal data on which to draw my own scientific conclusions of life, I find myself moving from Terra Firma to the divine.
There is so much more to this life than I had originally allowed myself to believe and the vastness of it expands beyond my cognition. The awesomeness of it is overwhelming, as I recline and observe it, taking in as much of its beauty as I can comprehend, in awe of its limitless grandeur.