This synchronicity is rather long because it is so multi-layered and unknowingly spans over the course of a year and a half, but came full circle for me just last night. This is my first Reddit post. I’m VERY new and have been nothing more than a casual scroller while lying in bed at night for the past couple months. My favorite sub is this one so it only makes sense for this to be my first post. I hope you get as much joy and meaning from it as I did. But that’s only possible if I can adequately explain my profound experience in written form, so here goes nothing. Please bear with me, I’m not the most articulate writer and it’s going to take a lot of colors to paint this picture. If you can make it to the end, and feel that the universe is a bit more magical than you previously thought, then I’ve achieved my goal in sharing.
It all began yesterday with the song Pneuma by Tool. A Facebook friend of mine had posted some lyrics as a status update. It simply read “eyes full of wonder”. Around 3pm, I comment “wake up now, child!” And from that point on, the song remained in my head throughout the rest of the day and night. I’m posting the lyrics here as well because if DEFINITELY adds to the story as it contains the message from the universe for me in this synch:
“We are spirit bound to this flesh We go round one foot nailed down But bound to reach out and beyond this flesh Become Pneuma We are will and wonder Bound to recall, remember We are born of one breath, one word We are all one spark, sun becoming Child, wake up Child, release the light Wake up now Child, wake up Child, release the light Wake up now, child (Spirit) (Spirit) (Spirit) (Spirit) Bound to this flesh This guise, this mask This dream Wake up remember We are born of one breath, one word We are all one spark, sun becoming Pneuma Reach out and beyond Wake up remember We are born of one breath, one word We are all one spark, eyes full of wonder”
So it’s pretty clear that the message of the song is to wake up to our Pneuma, wake up to our true selves, our spiritual selves, the part that is of “one breath, one word...one spark” not the one “bound to this flesh”,
Side note: this is actually the second time this song has acted as a synchronicity in my life. The first time I was reading the Power or Now by Eckhart Tolle. I was on the chapter really elaborating on our spirit not our physical form when my husband put the song on and it was the very first time I ever heard it, the day it was released. That was nowhere near as profound as this one, but still possibly relevant?
So I go about my night with various parts of that song playing in my head over and over. The most common two lines popping in my head were “wake up, remember!“ And “wake up now, child“. About 11 PM, I begin scrolling through the synchronicity forum, as I had done the previous two nights. It IS my new fave after all. After reading a few really cool experiences, I decide to flip through my own large collection of synchronicities to see if there’s one I would feel comfortable sharing with you all. I’ve kept a journal for about four and a half years now trying to document every single one. Within one minute of scanning the journal, close to giving up because they all seem so subjective, I come across one that I would, indeed, be willing to share because there’s an easy to interpret message/symbol surrounding what the synch revolves around: ALARMS. Alarms of various sorts are used by all cultures to grab our attention or to wake us up, right? It was dated May 26th, 2018. It reads: “last night in the middle of the night (probably around 5 am, I don’t know), I was awoken by a loud BEEP that happened every 45 seconds or so. At first, I didn’t know what it was in my half asleep daze, so I woke up my husband. He immediately knew it was the fire alarm battery, so he took the batteries out and got back in bed. Thankfully. Because there is no way I could’ve slept through that. Now, I didn’t realize the synchronicity half asleep, but today while holding the fire alarm in my hands after putting new batteries in it, I realize that just last night before bed, my husband asked me if I remembered “that really shitty hotel we stayed at in St. Louis?” It’s been so long that I did not remember without context so I asked him which one. He triggered my memory by telling me “it was the one we could not even stay in because of the alarm clock beeping all night. We checked out and drove a while until we found another one.” {not part of entry, sidenote: don’t think we are that petty of people that we left because of an alarm clock. Oh no, no, no. that was just the straw that broke the camel’s back. This place had really bad juju from the beginning. Not only was it filthy and had a broken TV, but earlier in the night I witnessed a man get brutally jumped by five other guys. I felt so bad for him and helpless, but it turned out that he had raped someone in the hotel room next to me. So there’s A LOT more to this room. I actually kept a journal at the time and, like I said, the TV didn’t work in the room so I actually have a very detailed entry about that night. Because all I had to do for entertainment was write and read. Mind you, me explaining the state of this hotel room is only important so that you can kind of put your selves in my shoes. And you may then understand why the alarm beeping every 45 seconds was such a mind fuck. There’s every type of violence going on around me in all four directions and I’m heavily pregnant so I don’t feel safe leaving the room, especially after seeing this guy beaten half to death. So I’m stuck in this filthy hotel, incessant alarm, and no way to drown it out because no tv. No phone either because at the time, my husband and I shared a phone and he needed it more than I did so that he could use GPS to get to and from his gig. Also, why I couldn’t just up and leave. He was on business with the only car and only phone. I think it’s safe to say that alarms were instinctually and metaphorically going off about this place as well as a literal one. Also, bear in mind me staying in this hotel did not happen on May 26, 2018. This was only the date that my husband and I reminisced and talked AT LENGTH about the night we stayed at that really bad hotel, him triggering the memory by talking about the alarm beeping.} So...we have the conversation and laugh about how nightmarish that night was, go on about our night, go to sleep, only to be awakened by OUR ALARM CLOCK BEEPING.” {end of May 26th entry, fast forward to present moment}
I decide that may be worthy of sharing, but read the next journal entry to see if there’s something even better worth sharing. What I discovered gave me chills. It was dated a couple weeks later, June 14th, 2018. I didn’t notice the similarities at the time because I rarely re-read my synchronicity journal, knowing I would one day, and I discovered that my very next entry had to do with THREE ALARMS!
It was dated June 14th, 2018 “I had just popped some chicken nuggets in the oven and set the timer for seven or nine minutes, Can’t remember which? But after getting the nuggets in the oven, I sat down to read my current book Living in Little Rock With Miss Little Rock. Pretty soon after picking it up, I read a quote I liked and proceed to write it down in my literature journal. [I keep a notebook handy as I read to jot down thoughts and favorite quotes] The quote I wrote down reads “ let me just fiddle a little with the dials—this is an art, you know, not a science. You guys made the metaphor. Clocks to time as rulers to space. And then you imagined the ruler extending indefinitely forward and calling it “the future“ and indefinitely backward and calling it “the past“. But who’s to say it works that way?“ (pg 177) Within mere seconds of getting that written down and attempting to get back to my reading, the oven beeps to let me know to get my chicken nuggets out. As soon as I’m bent over touching the cooking pan with my oven mitted hand, the laptop dings, letting me know that the battery is dying and needs plugged in. I leave the nuggets to cool and walk to the living room to plug the laptop in so that my son can continue watching Mr. Rogers Neighborhood. As I’m inserting the cord into the laptop, a character on Mr. Rogers Neighborhood is ringing a bell over and over and over and over—incessantly compared to what would be considered an adequate amount. It was excessive, not just a little “ding ding”. I thought “man, the chances of all three alarms occurring under the same roof, at the same time are pretty astronomical, I would imagine, BUT paired with the content of what I had JUST WROTE DOWN from something I WAS JUST READING made it all the more magical.” END ENTRY {fast forward to present day, knowing now that there were TWO entries back to back dealing with alarms} . Realizing this a year and a half or so later ON THE VERY DAY that I’ve had “wake up now, child” and “WAKE UP, REMEMBER” in Maynard James Keenan’s voice in my head. All. Day. Long. It doesn’t end there, though. I know it’s long already, but you’ve made it this far. After accepting my blessing and my message to wake the fuck up, I go lay down in bed and scroll this sub-Reddit a while longer. I read a comment that says “welcome to the simulation“ and it prompts me to Google “synchronicity and simulation” merely out of curiosity as to what people’s thoughts on it are. I come across a really in-depth, well written article on synchronicities called “Catching the Bug of Synchronicity”. I’ll include link because it’s an incredibly inspiring read, confirming what we all already know deep down about the magic of synchs. All throughout the article are the words “Wake up” or “waking up”. For example, “Synchronicity’s are both the vehicle through which and an expression of the fact that we are waking up to the dream like nature of the universe. Being genuine wake up calls from the awakened part of ourselves, synchronicity’s are emanations of the part of ourselves that is waking up projected into time.” In this same article, I feel like I finally got the answers or “woke up” to the purpose of synchronicities as well. I listen to a lot of Duncan Trussel Family Hour, but for some reason, this relatively rudimentary article really hit hard after all of of these “WAKE UP” coincidences. For instance, it posits that by “recognizing synchronistic matrix which patterns our experience and empowers us to be creative, cooperative and active partners in our own awakening process. The more we are open for synchronicities to happen, the more they happen, for synchronicities just like symbols in a dream, are not separate from the dreamer, which in this case is us. To the extent we recognize this dream like nature of our waking universe is the degree to which our life is lived as synchronistic. Once we become lucid in our waking dream and recognize that we live in a synchronistic universe by our very nature, the universe has no choice but to shape shift and reflect back our realizations by materializing itself synchronistically. Being initiatory rights of passage, synchronicities empower us to view life synchronistically, seeing through synchronistic eyes has nothing to do with overlaying a fabricated interpretation upon events to make them appear as if they are synchronistic. Seeing synchronistically simply involves recognizing the underlying synchronistic world, which is always weaving itself through our experiences. By recognizing it, we allow the universe to manifest itself more synchronistically. Synchronicities are like cultures from another dimension which create and enrich cultures in ours. Like a bug in the system, synchronicities are cultures that virally propagate themselves through the field of consciousness, which means that awareness is contagious. Synchronicity awareness, the consciousness is the invocation and revelation of the “eternal presence of the one creative act“ in which we are all continually sharing, partaking, and participating. Synchronistic awareness activates and reproduces itself in and through the field, as it is self generating in nature, which is to say it is birthing itself through our consciousness into the world. Just like Jung, We can help each other catch the “bug“ of synchronicity. We can cooperatively cultivate a network of allies who creatively collaborate in bringing forth the precious jewel of synchronicity. The archetypal field becomes greatly potentiated for synchronicities when we get “in sync” with other people who are also waking up to the synchronistic universe. A field which is lubricated for stimulating and stabilizing lucidity gets conjured up when we get in phase with each other through the shared, open heart of synchronistic awareness. Cooperatively engaged, synchronistic awareness activates our collective genius and creates true culture in that it effortlessly, endlessly, nonlocally and virally transmits and fractally reiterates itself throughout time and space. Shared synchronistic awareness magnetically draws and attracts the universe into itself, materializing itself in and through life itself creating a revelatory universe in the process.” (Paul Levy, Catching the Bug of Synchronicity, 2008)
So there we go, me reading the end of that article made full circle. I was questioning whether or not I should share any of my experiences with you all and I got my answer. By sharing, I am hopefully participating in activating our collective consciousness unto itself. And I’m a little more awakened now because of all those alarms and wake up messages in the process.
P.S I’m sitting here thinking about how that synchronicity made a full circle and wow! Within one minute of finally finishing getting all of this typed (mostly voice text) out, I look at the clock and it’s 12:34. I seem to always look at the clock when it’s 12:34 so just for fun, because I’m not big into numerology, I google “numerology of 12...” and predictive text shows 1234. I click on it and the first article reads “in numerology 1234 is referred to as a full circle number because when you add together all of the digits and reduce it to a single digit, you get one. One is related to leadership and breaking new ground... additionally, seeing this number quite often could be an angel message from higher realms telling you that you are awakening and coming back to your true self (to your pneuma?). It represents full circle because it starts with one and goes back to one.” The next time I look at the time is 12:52 which adds up to one as well...full fucking circle ⭕️ I received a nod, a wink, and a hug from the universe today.
Submitted October 24, 2019 at 04:27AM by byebyedoodoo https://ift.tt/31JoVvs
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