Are you aware of an exciting opportunity to discover magic and miracles in your everyday life? In one form, such gifts can come to you as synchronicities, those unexplained meaningful coincidences for which there is no causal connection, or rational explanation. For example, you think of someone, and the next moment they call you on the phone. You take a European vacation and are standing inside a famous cathedral, only to discover that next to you is your college roommate from thirty years ago. You order a custom trailer that takes many months to build and learn that the delivery date will be on your father’s birthday. Or you buy a sidecar motorcycle and discover that its serial number is the same as your birthday. You are taken aback, wondering, “Wow, what are the chances of that?” Something deep and mysterious is orchestrating these events, for which current science has no explanation. How intriguing!
    I was first alerted to the creative power of synchronicities in 2009 from a book by Deepak Chopra with the intriguing title, “The Spontaneous Fulfillment of Desire: Harnessing the Infinite Power of Coincidence.” My decision to buy this book was heralded by a flyer that showed up one day in my mailbox with the enticing word, “synchrodestiny.” I learned that in the ancient wisdom tradition of India known as The Vedanta, synchronicities are viewed as direct messages from God. And that by following them, one could be led on a fascinating journey, through the life that you were meant to live. Attracted by this lofty concept, I have kept a coincidence journal for years. Several of the more remarkable ones are described in my memoir, Meant To Be, An Awakening Journey.
    Fast forward to March, 2023. I was in California staying at a ranch and working with Presence and Euphorika, my two Arabian horses who are boarded there. Out of the blue, synchronicity came calling again, this time in the form of an unsolicited advertisement on my Facebook feed. It was for an online course called Synchronicity, offered by the Centre for Applied Jungian Studies (CAJS). Given my abiding interest in the topic, I signed up for the course. I learned that the term “synchronicity” was coined by the famous Swiss psychiatrist Carl Gustav Jung (1875-1961), who was fascinated and puzzled by meaningful coincidences that came through in his analytic work with patients. Hoping to unearth the scientific basis of synchronicities, Jung corresponded privately for 26 years with the brilliant German physicist Wolfgang Pauli (1900-1958), who won the Nobel Prize in 1945 for his contributions to quantum physics. Their correspondence was compiled and published posthumously in German in 1992 and in English in 2001, in a book called Atom and Archetype, The Pauli/Jung Letters, 1932-1958. Since publication, many scholars have studied the work of Jung and Pauli and have continued research on synchronicities, in disciplines ranging from philosophy and psychology/psychiatry to quantum physics. I had no idea this was of academic interest.
    The CAJS Synchronicity course included weekly live lectures followed by Q&As with world experts in their disciplines, augmented with engaging interactions with the course moderators and other students in a private Facebook group. At the outset, one of the moderators predicted that the incidence of synchronicities among members of the group might increase. Sure enough, after one of the lecturers discussed his new book, which depicted a praying mantis on the cover, within several weeks, at least three participants on several continents had sighted live praying mantises in their immediate environments! How strange!
    Wolfgang Pauli was an active dreamer and diligent recorder of his dreams. He described many of these in letters which he sent to Jung for interpretation and discussion. Somewhat naively, I was captivated by a dream of Pauli’s that he entitled The World Clock. I was hoping that the brilliant quantum physicist had come up with a scientific explanation for the mechanism of synchronicities. The World Clock was introduced to our group by a lecturer who projected an artist’s rendition of the dream image in black and white—of which I took a screenshot on my computer. Eager to learn more, I ordered a copy of Atom and Archetype, hoping to read the original correspondence between Pauli and Jung regarding this dream image, which appears very precise and technical. The photo below shows the cover of my paperback copy of Atom and Archetype. (The publisher of this edition clearly took some liberties with the cover illustration, changing the bird’s colour to yellow from black and repositioning the horizontal ring, among other things. In this vein, I have coloured the bird’s tail red, out of respect for my African Gray Parrot, Chaos, whose favourite word was “four.”) Around this time, while I was listening to the lectures online, a local crow would often land on a round table on the deck, seemingly wanting to act out his own version of the World Clock, or an inversion thereof.
    All of the above is a preface to an amazing synchronicity that happened. Alas, I could not find any discussion of the World Clock dream in Atom & Archetype. It was one of Pauli’s early dreams and perhaps the two men discussed the details in person. In need of some help, I wrote a post to the Synchronicity private Facebook group, asking if anyone could direct me to a succinct description of the World Clock dream and its interpretation. Shortly after I posted it, a knock came at the door. It was a courier, delivering a copy of a second book I had ordered, 137: Jung, Pauli, and the Pursuit of a Scientific Obsession by Arthur I. Miller. Without any conscious intent, I opened my new book at a random page. And there before me, on page 151, was a section describing Pauli’s World Clock! Wow! Nicely done—whatever power was behind that timely delivery from the unus mundus!
    I’m a believer, even if I still don’t know all there is to know about that mysterious clock. I believe that the synchronicities that appear in my life want to have their stories told. And I’m happy to believe that God has a hand in delivering them. On the wings of angels. Or perhaps on their backs!

New babies always bring magic. I am delighted to announce the arrival of Presence Mac V, a bay filly who was born on March 23, 2022. She is full of life, and is keeping her mama, Panama, quite busy, running after her! Presence is a purebred Arabian horse, related to Angel on her father's side, through a common ancestor named Huckleberry Bey. 

      Welcome to my first Magic Watch blog. It has taken a while for me to notice and appreciate the ongoing magic in my life, after losing my beloved horse Angel in June of this year. She lives on in my heart, and I feel her presence often. I have no doubt that she is pulling some strings from the other side, as my celestial collaborator. However, life is for the living. I know that as a therapy horse/unicorn, AAngyl is stepping back now and encouraging me to use the power of my present life experiences, words, and images to document and share with others the mysteries of an ongoing awakening journey on Earth. From time to time, you will continue to hear from AAngyl, when she makes her presence known to me.
    It is not difficult to believe in a benevolent Creator and Universe in good times, when all is going well, and life is fun and exciting. It's not so easy in challenging times, such as the ones most people are experiencing in these days of an ongoing global pandemic, climate change, and widespread political and financial instability. For reasons unknown, tests of faith seem to be the norm in our collective journey at the present time. Each of us copes in our own way. In my case, I try to remain positive in various ways, and continue to look for evidence of Divine magic and workings that are operative in my daily life. My aim is to use this blog as a place to document these occurrences as they happen, and make the record available to anyone who is interested. 
    Readers of Meant To Be, An Awakening Journey, will know that I have a particular fascination with synchronicities, or "synchs" for short, those unexplained coincidences, the likelihood of which defies all logical explanation. According to ancient Vedic teachings, synchronicities are direct messages from God, the Creator. I love this idea. Especially since the Sanskrit word "ritam," which relates to coincidences, has the same five letters as Rita M, one of Cape Breton Nova Scotia's most famous singers. Just a coincidence LOL! How wonderful it is to feel that one has received a direct message from God!
    I can believe in synchronicities as evidence of the Divine because they are concrete, and can be confirmed by others. There is no way that I have simply imagined the event, as a type of channeling or mystical wishful thinking. The evidence is right there, in physical reality, and there is no Earthly explanation for it. As a spiritual seeker, this concept gives me hope and encouragement, particularly in trying times. It intrigues me that there are puzzling events taking place on a daily basis in our lives. Ones that are above and beyond the activities of humanity, and rational explanations based on its accumulated store of knowledge. In short, I enjoy a good Divine mystery story!
     Synchronicity tracking requires patience, and belief in Divine timing. These are not everyday occurrences, but when they show up, it is always a great day. And if you analyze the circumstances surrounding them, you will find that they have a fascinating way of weaving themselves into the tapestry of your life story. Today I will tell you about a good one that I enjoyed this week.
    The month of November 2021 has been hard for me because last year at this time, my days were filled with daily chores and joyful activities with my horse Angel, whom we moved at the end of October 2020 to the little blue-and-white barn we built on  the property especially for her. This year the barn sits empty, and for the first time in years, thanks to the ongoing pandemic, I find myself with very little to occupy my time during the day. Thankfully, while at the family cottage in Ontario in September, I was given the inspiration by my son to try my hand at adult jigsaw puzzles. As luck would have it, the local hardware store in Port Hood had two 1,000-piece puzzles on sale, with images that caught my eye.
    I have not done jigsaw puzzles since childhood, and cut my teeth on my first adult puzzle, which is a fine art reproduction of an antique Tree of Life tapestry by William Morris. I bought it on October 28, the one-year anniversary of Angel's first day on Shore Road. It was very challenging, but to my surprise I found myself instantly hooked on "puzzling." I worked on it for many hours each day, and completed my masterpiece twenty days later. After taking a few photos to memorialize my achievement, I dismantled it and put all the pieces back in the box, eager to tackle my next puzzle. 
   Puzzle No. 2 is entitled Cozy Cabin, by UK artist Dominic Davison. It is a technicolour image of the inviting living room interior in an idyllic rustic but lavishly appointed lakeside cabin in the mountains. Large picture windows are on two sides, revealing resplendent views of the lake, autumnal forest and mountains beyond. The room interior is finished in wood and stone, and contains many intricate furnishings including antique lamps and clocks, vintage overstuffed green sofas and two rough-hewn designer chests that serve as coffee tables. The details of the objects in the painting are so fine that one needs a magnifying glass to see them clearly in the puzzle pieces. 
     I completed this puzzle yesterday, after working on it for eight days. That is when I became aware of a stunning synchronicity. Magnified through the looking glass, the titles of the books on the coffee table were discernible. Imagine my surprise when I discovered that the second book from the left on the near coffee table is entitled "RODIN." The font and black-and-white cover design were vaguely familiar. Suddenly I recognized this as a book of Rodin sculpture that my parents owned and prominently displayed on the coffee table in their home in Watford, Ontario back in the late 60s. I confirmed this by finding an image of this book, published in 1966, in an online used book store. I ask you, what are the chances of that book reappearing in my reality late in 2021, depicted in a jigsaw puzzle copyrighted in 2018? I can only shake my head in awe and wonder, thanking God and the Universe for this intriguing gift, and ask for more!
     
    
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Check back very soon for my first Divine Magic post!