from soul cards
The word “clusters” conjures various images: clusters of stars, grapes, leaves, people, experiences. But synchronicities often occur in clusters – notably in numbers or the repetition of names, phrases, songs, objects. We’ve posted quite a few synchros about number clusters. Another type of cluster is simultaneous discoveries.
Sir Isaac Newton and Gottfried Leibniz, working independently of each other, discovered calculus. Charles Darwin and Alfred Russell Wallace came up with the theory of evolution at the same time. Author and physicist F. David Peat, writing in Synchronicity: The Bridge Between Matter and Mind, asks, “Do such concepts and insights exist in some enfolded, symbolic form within the unconscious mind? Or are they approached within nature, not directly but in some hidden way which must be unfolded within the languages of art, literature, music or science?”
Jung also saw synchronicity as the reason independent researchers can come up with the same results or knowledge at the same time. Congealing in the unconscious is the need for answers. Searching for a solution in their own ways, researchers resolve the problem simultaneously. Peat points out that some synchronicities could involve “becoming linked with the environment in a special way, anticipating events or sensing some underlying pattern to the world.”
This special link to the environment that Peat mentions might explain the planetary empath phenomenon or why some of us have such strong connections to animals, certain places. When Jung experienced clustered synchronicities, he described them as having a “numinous quality,” a characteristic many people mention when talking or writing about their synchronicities. It’s as if the hand of the cosmos sweeps into our lives and shakes things up so magically that we no longer see the world or ourselves in the same way. Come to think of it, that’s how I feel every time I stumble across a synchronicity on a blog or website or whenever I experience one myself. A sense of wonder.
– Trish
I have found it happen five times with my children's names. I get a name that is not popular here in Aus….then BANG! within a month or so, they start to crop up here and there until it reaches fever pitch and before you know it – common as mud. -_-.
Gwen – it does all seem to come in three…
Gypsy – the figs! Lately, I've heard the mot interesting stories about spirit contact thru a variety of sources. But figs…I love it!
sorry – i'd no idea my first comment was accepted because the error message told me it was not –
well, thought i had left a comment here yesterday but ??? – anyway – trish, remember my fig story i sent the other day [below] – and here's musing's now –
i've now tried several times to leave a comment but i continue getting a URL error message that my comment is too long – however, i don't believe it is any longer than others – so i'm doing it in two comments instead – anyway, just fyi…
this is too funny – trish, remember the little story i sent you about me and figs [below] – and here is musing having also having experienced "figs" – plus yesterday after having read this post, i directly clicked over to read all the definitions of numinous cause i love the word so much –
on…july 4 lisa was in the kitchen about to make a brunch meal for herself and alejandro and asked me if i would like some of her new birthday fig preserves heather had given her – because i'd not been feeling well, decided not to try them, but remarked how much i love them and wanted to preserve some myself but there are simply never any available here in delaware – and how weird it was that heather had found fig preserves at a tjmaxx in dover – grown and preserved in rogers, arkansas of all places – now, rogers is a little town in between bentonville and springdale, an area where many of our ancestors settled, where there is still family land and where my brother lived at the time of his death – so it holds special significance for me – well, we're in the middle of our discussion about figs and things related and there's a knock at the carport door – it's the next door neighbor who has come to tell us that she was just at a little farmer's market up the road and saw fresh figs there so she wanted me to know – now, it has to have been at LEAST two years since i mentioned figs to her – and as if that wasn't weird enough, later that night i check sitemeter and see that someone from rogers, arkansas had just visited my blogs for the first time – my brother died in 1991 and while i think of him in some way or other every day, the past few weeks, it has been more than usual and even have dreamed of him several times although i don't remember the content of the dreams – when we were kids, whenever we were near fig trees, it was always the two of us who would spend hours picking the figs, eating them as we picked – i can still remember the sticky feel of the leaves and the figs and the heat of the summer when we picked them – plus his only child who is grown now and has children of her own has been talking to me for a couple of weeks about her father's death and burial [he's also buried up there] – so perhaps all of that is intertwined somehow –
wv=dingown –
It always comes in threes….
that seems to prove true, repetitively.
Jane Clifford of Wales noted a cluster in an e-mail.
"I heard the words Indianna Jones about 5 times this week & read it once. That name seems really steeped in the collective sub-conscious."
Butternut – what a funny cluster!
Terri and Vicki – your descriptions are great. Now I have to go to stonehenge!
Like Vicki, when I was at Stonehenge in 2008, it was the fields around it where we spent the most time. I had this almost aggravated feeling to get away from the stones, which I attribute to all the people since I don't do crowds well.
When the others we were with had their fill of the actual stones, we hiked around the surrounding fields and it was great. Like being free and playful and able to turn around and look at the monument from above made it more impressive. The mobs of people were so far and small then. I was also fascinated with the gates we walked through between the fields. We had young children with our group and they were also more animated in the fields.
It's funny to recall those memories, but Vicki stirred them. 🙂
So my image memories are of these stones being for the special events and scientists but it was in the fields where we played and lived.
Here is a silly cluster for you. Every weekend on our block the neighbors meet at a designated house for 'Pizza Friday.' Pizza is the constant and everyone brings a side dish. 4 weeks ago me and 75% of the neighbors brought salad. 3 weeks ago me and 75% of the neighbors brought watermelon, 2 weeks ago me and 75% of the neighbors brought brownies. Next time I'm taking boiled tongue and horseradish!;)
Vicki – it sounds just fantastic. So these fields were used for growing of crops at one time?
It was so interesting what happened to us.
All kinds of difficulties arose, as if someone was trying to keep us away but we did make it to Stonehenge but not inside of it.
What was interesting was that, yes Stonehenge is amazing, neat and I cannot figure out how they did it but…the land/farmfields around it are what truly captivated me and my family.
All we wanted to do was go wandering in the fields next to it. The energy was so strong and kept pulling at us including my husband.
If I ever go back I will make sure that we can check out the neighboring fields.
One other thing, as we walked around Stonehenge (and we were lucky because there weren't that many people there that day)I did feel a sense of ritual there. Not satanic but of worship, people in long robes worshipping etc.
If it had been Druids who were there it would make some sense because they did not keep any kind of written history.
All I know Trish is that the energy in the fields next to Stonehenge was amazing and I wonder if anyone else ever felt that.
We did keep a look out for orbs and circles but saw nothing but felt a lot!
Huh, WV: ouranshu – our ancestors?
MUSING – LOVE THAT STORY. Spirit contact comes in many shapes and sizes!
Vicki- do did you get into stonehenge??
No, I'm back home after a great vacation in and around London.
I love that word 'numinous' and all its definitions! (I looked them up.) I had a small cluster sync over the weekend. Sweetie brought me some ripening figs from a big tree near the golf course where he plays and I babbled on thanking him and reminiscing about my paternal grandma making batches of fig preserves every summer. Those fig preserves were the only fruit my grampa would have on his toast each morning.
Next morning (Sunday) I started reading my favorite blogs and there on "Bayou Woman" was a recipe for fig preserves handed down 3 generations in her own family! I felt like my grandmother was whispering 'hello, I love you.'
wv: pheoilyt (fee oil it ??)
True about movies! I'd forgotten about that category. Hey – Vicki, are you in England now??
This happens with movies all of the time.
I agree completely, Mike and Nancy. Rob reminded me that we had posted something similar to this last year, about our own experience with writing a novel about Amelia Earhart, which we never finished. Around the same time, two other novels came out about Earhart.
I believe there are cosmic currents or thoughts that we can latch on to – sometimes consciously and sometimes by accident. It's how plagiarism can often be explained and why several people can 'invent/discover' things at roughly the same time. We can often hear people say things like, "I got into a certain current of thought." and this is (perhaps/maybe) what happens.
I feel the same way about the hand of the cosmos and synchronicity.