It seems I’ve toyed with this title of and on for a long time… Here’s an explanation of why…
synchronicity is the experience of two or more events that are causally unrelated occurring together in a meaningful manner. To count as synchronicity, the events should be unlikely to occur together by chance.
coordinator – someone whose task is to see that work goes harmoniouslyarranger, organizer, organiser – a person who brings order and organization to an enterprise; “she was the organizer of the meeting”
>—-<Coordinator of Synchronicity – One who places the unrelated randomness of life in a harmonious and meaningful oneness, A seer of the connections within what would normally seem unconnected flotsam of a life. It was a weekly horoscope in November of 2006 that first introduced me to the title as a job description I would find representative of my life. I was more than a little intrigued at the time and made a note. I have, on occasion, used the title in some online profiles.
Your assignment in the coming weeks, Aquarius, is to become a coordinator of synchronicity and director of synergy in all the environments where you hang out. To begin, remind yourself of what those terms mean. Synchronicity is the wonderfully spooky feeling that comes when two or more events occur in a way that might superficially seem to be mere coincidence, but that is actually a sign of a deeper underlying pattern that transcends rational understanding. Synergy is when two power sources collaborate on a surprisingly energetic creation in which the whole is greater than the sum of the parts.
Nov 2020 – It looks like I took the assignment to heart don’t you think. I’ve titled blogs with Coordinator of Synchronicity on three platforms. And I finally bet the bullet and bought the domain fourteen years later…
Coincidence or Synchronicity?
The French writer Émile Deschamps claims in his memoirs that in 1805, he was treated to some plum pudding by a stranger named Monsieur de Fontgibu. Ten years later, the writer encountered plum pudding on the menu of a Paris restaurant and wanted to order some, but the waiter told him that the last dish had already been served to another customer, who turned out to be de Fontgibu. Many years later, in 1832, Émile Deschamps was at a diner and once again ordered plum pudding. He recalled the earlier incident and told his friends that only de Fontgibu was missing to make the setting complete—and in the same instant, the now senile de Fontgibu entered the room.
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