The Fear of Synchronicity

We have an innate tendency in our culture to push aside oddly simultaneous psychic events as mere coincidence, and over the course of the pat 500 years have repressed and rejected what is considered to be the "primitive" outlook on the world; in which all things perceptible posses a numinous and meaningful quality. The mysteries of dreams and visions are pushed aside to make room for a more causally linked theory of pure cognition, in which the images of the unconscious are just that-images which have no real power in of themselves, but upon which there is only a projection of meaning by the individual. This rejection of the unconscious, as described in the previous post of the same name, is an inevitable result of the integration and acceptance of the scientific way of thinking; the manner in which science may perceive the world is hopelessly limited however, as it ignores an entire aspect of human nature that refuses to be denied. The strange yet meaningful coincidences that pervade our lives are of no minor significance, for I have found that if one is able to clearly perceive and thus manifest the contents of his internal realm, the external world opens up in such a way as to make room for what the internal world wishes to represent or manifest.

The fear of there being a separate force which governs the world in a natural way strikes fear into the heart of one who perceives the world on a causal way; for one cannot control what is not a direct result of cause and effect. But there is so much of our lives that is unperceived by the spotlight of the conscious mind that one cannot hope to control it all; if he may control anything in the first place (which is debatable). The rejection of there being an unconscious, is not rooted truly in any empirical research, nor is it based in logical thinking, but in the innate fear of the conscious mind being under the control of something which it cannot possibly hope to completely master and understand. If one is unconsciously afraid of the fact that there is an unconscious that exists in a "psychic realm" (for lack of a better term), then they will naturally continue to reject this possibility of their life being under the control of something which may be perceived to be other than themselves. Thus it is easier to live in willful ignorance of the psyche, than to explore its underlying capacity to move our lives and to manifest images that may occur psychically, in the external world. The causal perception of the course of events is far more comforting for the far too often narrow perceptions of the conscious mind than to allocate for the possibility that reality is in a sense simultaneous. It is both created by the internal and external worlds, for the external cannot exist without the subjective experience, and the objective world cannot be confirmed to exist outside the realm of the subjective. So when we hear of "coincidence", we must consider carefully the aspects and context of the coincidental event; for if it is meaningful beyond any reasonable doubt, then there seems to be a direct opposition to the causal view. A meaningful coincidence is one that provides the experiencer with the fact that the relevance of the coincidence could not have been any other way; in a sense, it was "meant" to happen. This is not to say that events are predetermined, but that their meaning is determined in the moment they occur, by the simultaneous perceiving of the event, and the event occurring outside of the control of the perceiver. Because these two things coincide without fail to create the world, I call this system "self pervading".

To watch for the small yet meaningful coincidences in our lives is no trivial thing, for the self pervasive system has a way of revealing itself in the same manner as any placebo/perceptually driven event; the moment you notice it, the more and more you begin to see it everywhere.

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