Most of you who follow me here realize I’ve been exploring how synchronicity is nothing short of the Presence of Self breaking through the mind’s stronghold on reality.
Awakening is a lot like taking the Red Pill in the film the Matrix…and that rabbit hole you fall down is not only a radical loss of the fictional self but eventually a deep intimacy with not only your very soul, but the One Mind of All that Is.
Rampant holy magic—or over the top synchronicity—is a not a mere byproduct of waking up. It’s a force that has an alchemical motive—it wants your nascent awakening to fully flower, for your transmutation to full realization to continue.
Let me put it this way: Awakening is the recognition that you are not the caterpillar you thought yourself to be. Enlightenment is when the wings dry and you take flight. Synchronicity is the blow dryer on those still wet wings.