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Coincidence Chronicles

Introduction

Simply put, coincidences are amazing. They are fascinating. We experience them quite often, some big, some little, yet we rarely stop to question what happened or why. It might be we are unable to understand what is occuring. It might be we don't want to know. Or maybe we simply aren't allowed to know. Regardless, I want answers. This site attempts to archive coincidences for deeper study. Maybe through analysis, comparison, and statistics I can find even a few answers, and hopefully make something enjoyable to read along the way. I hope you enjoy.

The odds included are estimations and of no practical value whatsoever. Hopefully they will provide a sense of scale as to how rare coincidences should be through chance alone. If it were simply random occurances, we would likely never see coincidences like this even once in our lifetimes. Perhaps it will put some weight behind the idea that there's a side of life hidden from us. If someone has ideas on how to more accurately represent the odds of an event, I would love to hear them.

The phone call...

Most of us have experienced a coincidence along these lines. We think of an old friend whom we haven't spoken to in ages. Later we find they were thinking of us too around the same time. Perhaps we decide to call said friend. Only to find they were trying to contact us. Or even more bizarre, the friend was in the process of contacting us. Some people have even picked up the phone to start dialing only to discover their is no dial tone, just the friend on the other end asking "How did you pick up the phone so fast??".

One such event happened to me a few years ago. I hadn't talked to my brother in a long time. I decided to call him one day. He answered the phone and our conversation was as follows.
Brother - "Hello?"
Me - "Hey, how's it going?"
Brother - "Uh, Why did you call this number?"
Me - "Huh?"
Brother - "This isn't my phone number anymore. It hasn't been in over a year. I'm only here helping my friend move out. His hands were full so he asked me to answer his phone."

.. I want to say I was speechless but I'm sure the conversation continued from there. But nonetheless, I was shocked.


To me, this kind of coincidence demonstrates that there is more to our lives than meets the eye. We have the ability to "reach out and touch" each others thoughts, or emotions, regardless of the physical distance between us. What makes this possible? Everytime I think about it, my mind is inevitably pulled to the possibility of a spiritual connection. A link between souls with emotional ties. When we think of each other, we give the link between us a tug. One that the other end can 'feel' making them think of us in return.

Regardless of why, I love this sort of thing. Maybe someday someone will let me in on the secret.

Coincidences about, well, coincidences...

As I was completing the introduction and the first entry above, my friend Vince happened to be reading a book called The Celestine Prophecy [amazon.com] and realized I might like it based on our past discussions. In the first chapter of the book was this...
...these coincidences are happening more and more frequently and that, when they do, they strike us as beyond what would be expected by pure chance. They feel destined, as though our lives had been guided by some unexplained force. The experience induces a feeling of mystery of excitement and, as a result, we feel more alive...

Upon reading that, I felt as if I just finished writing the same thoughts just in different words. It was a perfect example of a coincidence with a deeper meaning.

Emotions run deep...

At work there was a stunning young woman I thought was amazing. One day I found out she was engaged, and was bummed about it. When I got into my car to head home, the radio played 'Worst That Could Happen' by the Brooklyn Bridge. (lyrics below)
Girl, I heard you're getting married
Heard you're getting married, this time you're really sure
And this is the end, they say you really mean it
This guy's the one that makes you feel so safe, so sane and so secure
And, baby, if he loves you more than me
Maybe it's the best thing
Maybe it's the best thing for you
But it's the worst that could happen to me...

I was sitting at work one day and I grew more and more upset. I just knew I didn't want to be there right then. I kept working for about 20 more minutes until I finally just had to leave. My supervisor kept asking 'why' I needed to leave. I didn't have an answer for her. Just that I had to. When I walked out of the building, my chest hurt, and as soon as I made it to my vehicle, I started to cry. I didn't want to head home like that. So I drove around for 30 minutes. I kept asking myself "why?" though not knowing what "why" was about. The radio played songs about broken hearts. When I finally went home, I checked my email. Sitting there was a letter from the girl I was in love with, telling me she was in love with someone else. It finally made sense. Bizarrely the email was sent almost exactly when I began to feel upset.

The divine?

A few years ago I was depressed and not happy with my life. I prayed about it, that same day I was watching people download some of The Doors music from my computer. I messaged to tell one user I had a few more albums of the band they might want. The way they spoke made me wonder where they were from. He said Germany. About this time the Iraq War protests were going on. So I asked what he thought about the war. His response was basically "I believe god will make things better soon." I recognized the answer having grown up as a Jehovah's Witness myself. So I asked what religion he was. He said he was one of Jehovah's Witnesses. I told him how I was raised as one, and we chatted for quite sometime.

The significance of this is simple. If my parents were to talk to me about religion I would've thought nothing of it, since it is a common occurance. But the chances of this person across the globe I've never met responding to my prayer made me take note. Soon after that time he told me he was going on vacation. During the three months that followed, I returned to my depressed state, never doing anything with religion. Once again I prayed. That very same day I received an email from this Christian saying "Well? How's your faith?".

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