Dystopia and Synchronicity

In many ways, life right now feels like a Dystopian novel. So much uncertainty, so much misinformation. The profound undercurrent of fear is reflected in the panicked buying that has left grocery store shelves bare, stripped of paper products – toilet paper, paper towels, Kleenex, even paper napkins. The meat section at our local Publix was cleaned out, there’s no rice, the canned goods have been winnowed down, and the water aisle is empty. Certain vitamins and cold remedies are also gone – vitamin C, all the varieties of Nyquill, Advil, Tylenol… But hey, there’s plenty of Corona beer!

When I was a kid in Venezuela, political turmoil – i.e. revolution – used to shut down Caracas. I remember going to the market – the auto mercado – with my mother to buy food and supplies. But by the time we arrived, the shelves were usually more cleaned out than what I’m seeing in markets around here.

For South Floridians, I think the panicked buying relates to what you do when a cat 5 hurricane is headed your way. Bottled water and bags of ice go first. Then batteries and flashlights and backup power for cell phones. Then paper products. Then anything that won’t spoil. The big difference is that with a hurricane, you can pretty much count on losing power, so you don’t buy frozen goods. You buy what can go into a cooler of ice and can sit in your pantry for months without spoiling. You make sure you have enough cash to buy stuff when you can’t use your ATM. But hurricanes roar in and then leave and eventually, life is restored to normal – although I’m not sure life will ever return to normal for the Abacos.

With the threat of this virus, though, it’s not a matter of hours or even several days. It’s not even a month. One estimate I heard from a physician this evening was 18 months. Imagine it: a year and a half of such awful uncertainty, of people confined to their homes, their communities, the country basically quarantined, towns shuttered, businesses closed, air travel at a standstill, cruise ships abandoned, cars rotting in driveways, kids home schooled, roads empty, crops dying before they’re harvested,..well, you get the picture.
It’s not the nukes or whatever it was in The Stand or kids hunting kids in The Hunger Games or the burning of books in Farenheit 451. And it’s not yet The Road. It’s close to the virus in Robin Cook’s Outbreak, except this is Corona, not Ebola.

But suppose what’s really happening is a massive shift from one paradigm to another and we’re caught in the middle of it as the transition occurs? What we need is information to feed our left brains so that our intuition – dreams, gut hunches, visions, insights – can kick into high gear. Or maybe it’s the other way around. Maybe the first thing we have to do is awaken intuitively.

First, though, here’s something for the left brain. I recently ran across an article by Amy Goodman, a journalist for Democracy Now, about a 7-year old boy from Seattle whoo created a website about the statistics for this virus – it’s at the top of this post. More than 40 million hits so far. I’ve been checking it against the federal and state statistics and am now using it as my first reference.

Now: for the right brain. Pay attention to the synchronicities happening in your life. In pivotal times, they tend to flourish. They’re messengers. They manifest themselves as impulses, hunches, visions, repetitive numbers, names, encounters, people…They’re sometimes subtle, sometimes in your face. Ignore them at your own peril.

And: for the skeptic brain. Even you will experience synchros that seize you.
For the holographic brain: You have the pieces of the puzzle. Now just put the puzzle together,