I believe the first time I became acquainted with the word synchronicity was back in 1983 (yes, I’m that old) and it was a song and the title of The Police’s album (yes, back in the day before there were CD’s). In 1983, I had no idea what synchronicity meant but I thought it was a great word and I still do. I have to say…now, that I know what the word means I find the whole concept of ‘meaningful coincidences’ intriguing.
The dictionary defines synchronicity as an apparently meaningful coincidence in time of two or more similar or identical events that are causally unrelated. In terms I can identify with, I am a true believer that nothing happens by accident. When I look back over the course of my life there have been some examples when this concept has come into play. Certainly, when I’m in a bit of a rut—such as now—I like to remind myself of these occurrences.
Reminder #1, we had just moved into our new hood and were getting to know our neighbours and I mentioned that I was writing about the Beothuks from Newfoundland and we were heading to the area in the summer, so I could do some research. They were kind enough to offer us accommodations at their place on Fogo Island which is off the coast. I soon discovered this area was where the Beothuks used to go in the summer to collect Great Auk eggs. BTW…Fogo Island is incredible—be sure to add it to your travel destinations hit list.
Reminder #2, my mom was out collecting tree branches for an arrangement for her front porch and she bumped into a gentleman who was out walking his dog. If you’ve met my mom, you will know that she’s chatty :) As it turns, this gentleman was born in Newfoundland and he was kind enough to lend me some books to help me with my research (I’m sorry Rod, I still have them. I haven’t forgotten).
And, there’s more…when we were in Newfoundland, and Newfoundland is large Rod was also in Newfoundland and not just anywhere in Newfound we were all in Gros Morne—also big (1,805 km², it is the second largest national park in Atlantic Canada BIG). Rod was visiting his brother who was approximately 10 minutes away from where we were staying. We agreed to meet one evening for a visit and while we were there Gary received a call from the community radio station. The next morning, I was on the community radio station promoting my book and speaking about the new book I was researching! It was awesome. Newfoundlanders are the best. Thank you Rod and Gary.
Reminder #3, when I was in St. John’s I had an author signing at Chapter’s and Cole’s in the Mall (note to self…don’t do a book signing on the Labour Day weekend as the only thing on anyone’s mind is back to school shopping.) Anyway, I was standing by a table filled with BBTB books and a random gentleman stopped to speak with me. He asked me besides promoting BBTB, what else was I doing while we were in Newfoundland. I told him researching the Beothuks and he told me that he was from a place called Red Indian Lake and I should go there because that was a Beothuk area. We went, and this was the very Lake where my main character Nonosbawsut was killed in 1819!
Just in case I forgot, there are no coincidences sometimes... a little reminder that the stars are aligning is all you need. I am on the right track.
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