We recently posted about the prevalence of media-related synchronicities that were highlighted by Bernard Beitman on the Psychology Today website. Less common, I suspect, are nature synchros. Have you had one?
Here’s mine. I was in our backyard, which is a semi-landscaped jungle. A wooden fence separates our yard from our neighbors. About five feet from the fence, our neighbor has a coconut palm, and on this particular day I noticed a coconut had fallen just inside the fence.
I picked it up, shook it, and knew that I had half a glass, about four ounces of pure coconut water. I stood back on the sidewalk about 15 feet from the tree and looked up to the bunches of ripe coconuts. I thought if one more fell on this side of the fence I would have a full glass of coconut water.
I turned, walked to the gate that opened to the front yard and as I did so, I heard a thump. I turned around and there was a coconut not only inside the fence, but it had bounced and rolled all the way to the sidewalk right where I had been standing!
I suppose if I’d stayed there, instead of walking away, it might’ve landed right at my feet or on my feet. If the coconut had struck me, then I guess the nature synchro would’ve pivoted into the trickster mode. You want a coconut…take this!
As it turned out, my glass of coconut water wasn’t half full or half empty…It was full. Thanks to the synchronized coconut.
A definite and very real synchro relative to my comments yesterday……There are homes now across the street from us, but most of them are still surrounded by ‘jungle forests’ of trees, etc. Our mailbox sits alongside several other mailboxes, across the street, and the boxes have been almost inaccessible due to the overhanging old trees. Well, early this morning (no kidding, I promise!) hubby and I woke up to the sounds of huge machines. Looked outside, and there was a county tree-service truck, an enormous one, taking down ALL the trees and foliage within hundreds of feet of the mailboxes! There has been no tree removal since the one 24 years ago, and now, the place across the street that was a jungle yesterday is bare as a baby’s bottom today!
I’m blown away by this synchro. Seems the mailman finally got tired of fighting the limbs to reach the boxes, and in due process, the county came and scalped the land. Unbelievable, but certainly a synchro!
GOOD ONE!
Ask and ye shall receive!
Sure seems to be the case, Dale!
Have to chuckle at that one! Glad the coconut didn’t hit Rob on the head! On a more serious note…..when we moved into our townhouse 24 years ago, we were surrounded by wild jungles of ancient water oaks, palmetto, and other indigenous trees and plants on the dunes. Ours was the only home at that time. One morning I was startled awake by our house literally MOVING, as it would in an earthquake, (I lived in California so know THAT feeling), but also by the sounds of screaming and weeping, as if there were people in agonizing, tortured pain. Our master BR is upstairs and has a covered deck connected to it at the front of the house. I jumped out of bed and rushed outside to the deck to see what was happening. I was horrified. There were enormous earth-moving machines tearing and ripping out all the vegetation, including the precious ancient water oaks, some of which were at least 300 years old. I know folks will think I’m crazy, but I swear, I could HEAR those beautiful trees and other plants actually WEEPING in pain, and I could FEEL it, as well. I got dressed and walked over to the area and asked one of the workers what they were doing. He said a contractor had purchased the entire block, from our yard to the very end of the street….sufficient to build nine homes! and they were clearing the land down to bare ground. The screaming and cries of pain were not my imagination. It was the death cries of
living nature entities being brutally murdered. Some of their roots were as wide and deep as a house. I had to go away from home every day until the ‘killings’ had been finished and the ancient remains had all been taken away. It was one of the most terrible experiences of empathy I’ve ever had. All done in the name of “progress”…..killing 300-year-old living entities with no remorse and no regrets. Yes, I confess I am a ‘tree-hugger’, and that when I groom my plants, those in the house and out in the backyard, I talk soothingly to them and explain why it’s necessary for me to trim and tend them. And for the record, although this is difficult for many to believe, when I sit in my Egyptian Sanctuary and quietly play soft classical music, my many plants in there TURN toward the music in the same way that plants turn to the light. We share this planet with living non-human companions in a symbiotic, nurturing relationship. Trees and other green Beings give us the very air we breathe. When they are gone, so shall we be gone. They deserve our love and honor and respect. Nuff said……
Love it! I wrote about a synchronicity involving bees recently………I think we can see ourselves living in a “conversant” world, and having a whimsical and friendly “conversation” with trees, animals, even stones………..just might get us a response sometimes! I think of old English customs of “telling the bees” when someone has died in a farm family, and then a swarm of bees turns up at the funeral (it’s been documented). Or “wassailing”, where they take cakes and wassail out to the apple orchard, and sing Christmas songs to the trees, thanking them for their bounty. Whose to say that the apple trees don’t enjoy being part of the festiivities? How would our world be a different place if we saw coconut trees as being our sometimes generous friends, or inviting bees to the funeral of those they have lived among?
Wow – you are powerful Trish – you can talk to coconuts and they obey. 🙂
Ha! That’s Rob’s post!