Of White Rabbits and Coincidences?

I'm late. I'm late ---for a very important date. Well, I've been around but occupied -and very busy too. Preoccupied as well. I get like that. No excuses. It's just the way I am. But already I digress. And so I am late for another post.


You might have guessed that I'm about to tell you something about Alice and Wonderland. And indeed that is true. But there is more. And it is the "more" that interests me the most , intrigues me & baffles me . It is a subject I've written about before , but then I keep getting more little tidbits thrown my way that sparks that curiosity yet again. Let me start from the beginning.


Alice and Wonderland. The Mister & I made it out yesterday to see the new movie---a classic story with a new twist. And Johnny Depp, who I really appreciate as an actor, starred as The Mad Hatter. Who better to play The Mad Hatter? No one , in my book. But I digress again. I'm not going to review the movie except to say that I loved the sets and costumes and make-up---the story was not as compelling as I thought it was going to be. But glad enough I was to catch the movie yesterday.


I'm sure that most of you know that there are some very intriguing characters in the story. The White Rabbit for one. He leads Alice down the rabbit hole, which gets her into the mess she is in. And for Tim Burton's version of the story , it is not the first time she's been lead down a rabbit hole. ( Wouldn't ya think she'd have learned the first time? ) Anyway, he's got an important role in the story , though no more so than some of the others ( The Mad Hatter, The Red Queen, the Cheshire cat, for example ). But it is he that connects me to the rest of my story.


You see, when the Mister & I came out of the theater after the movie, we found that the rain that had been promised to come in and inundate us this week-end had actually begun as snow. Yes, again, and almost mid March. And a fierce wind accompanied the precipatation. It was a fine night for a murder OR a little magic. We were perhaps just over half way home , alone on the road at the time, when we noticed movement ahead, crossing in front of us. A critter. Not uncommon in our neck of the woods as the skunks have been out more for than a month now and raccoons have too been sighted . And we were far enough away not to be a threat to it if , as the Mister did, we slow down.


Now , I said that it was not uncommon to sight "critters" in our neck of the woods, but the one that crossed in front of us IS rather uncommon - for us. If I had been alone , I would've thought that I was hallucinating or that my imagination had taken a stroll. But I was not alone. And the Mister and I both spied it and simultaneously voiced , with bewilderment, that it was a rabbit just crossing into the breakdown lane -----and not just any rabbit. It was indeed a white rabbit.





And I have to tell you again. We do not see rabbits around here. Though there is woods behind us and farm land not far in almost every direction, we have never seen a rabbit in the years that we have lived here. Last night we slowed down for a rabbit , a white rabbit, just after seeing Alice in Wonderland.


I know, because I'd be likely to say it too, you are probably thinking, " Just a coincidence." And maybe you're right. But maybe there is Magic. And maybe some nights are just more Magical than most nights. That's all I've got to say about the matter now. I'm late. I'm late.


Wishing you delightful magic to intrigue, Cyth

Karma & the Geography of Bliss

It's very interesting sometimes the way in which the Universe wishes to speak to us. And sometimes it is perplexing in what it is trying to have us understand. Such is the case of this week's trip back from caring for the "kinderlings".

For the past 3 or 4 years I've been listening to books on CD as I make the 2 hour trek down to the kids and again home from there. We're lucky that we've been able to get downloadable books through a state library system. (It makes my trip oh so much more bearable, sometimes even pleasant.) The one I've begun to listen to this week is Eric Weiner's, The Geography of Bliss. A self-proclaimed "grump" , he travelled the world to find the happiest places, and then ,wrote the book. And so I found myself travelling home from my 2 days with the kids listening to his tale of researching happiness in Bhutan, a country whose leader is invested in his country's Gross National Happiness. He interviews a man, one sought out by many for his ability to heal ills not otherwise healed, whose name is ( and forgive the spelling---I'm listening to , not reading, the story) Karma Aura. I almost laughed aloud to myself in the car as I was hurtling northward. The name seemed so blatantly fictional that it struck me funny, but also believable because of its blatancy.

As I was pondering the humor of this I took notice of a car that passed me. The license plate that pulled up, and almost paused right there in my line of sight , as if hovering there to be sure that I saw it, read ..........are you ready for this?........ GDKRMA.........."good karma". It felt like a bop in the head, as if some supreme being were trying to make sure that I was paying attention. Okay. Okay. I'm paying attention . But I sure would like a hint as to what I'm suppose to be doing with this information. Is my karma in some kind of jeopardy? Am I on the right road ?( figuratively speaking--- I WAS on the right road home). I'll ask one tiny favor.....please fill in the blanks.

I guess that I would consider this a synchronicity. If you've read my earlier blogs , you will note that I've had similar experiences . And as before, it seems so coincidental that there has to be meaning to it. ( I know , not everyone will accept that , but I do . ) I just can't, however,fathom what it means . Perhaps in time , it will become apparent. In the meantime, I'll mind my P's & Q's so as to not to mess up my karma.


Namaste.

Cyth

Synchronicity & a Boost from the Universe

I just have to write about this. It's a small matter , but it speaks to me. And I wonder what it is saying. Whatever it is really trying to say to me I don't know , I can tell ya that it helped lift my spirit a bit today (more snow and it's weighing on me heavily today ).... just because there seems to be a cosmic stream out there that is determined to snatch me into it and and show me the interconnectedness of even small things.

It all started while I reading the recent blog, A Fanciful Twist . Well , actually it started sometime within the past week and was "refreshed", shall I say , by reading her blog. Sometime in this past week, for what reason I have no idea, I began thinking about Leonard Cohen. He was a big name, a poet, back when , just about at the time of my "coming of age". It was an exciting time of self-learning & boundary experimentation, and a very active socio-political climate. And the unexpected and impromptu memory of Leonard Cohen brought back memories of that time. But I know not how or why that spark had been kindled. And I let it go.

Back to Vanessa's blog , today a delightful taste of gentle mystery. Woven into her tale was mention of, none other, than Leonard Cohen. I was astounded. Aside from the little flight of memory this past week , I have not heard much, if anything, about the poet in I don't know how many years. I mean YEARS. What a curious event that she would inject mention of him in her blog , is what I thought to myself. Too, I was thinking that perhaps she was referring to a different Leonard Cohen. So I followed the link in her blog. Sure enough , it was he. Hmmmmm. What am I to make of this? Why has his name popped up twice within a week? I didn't spend too much time thinking about it because it was still unrelated to anything except my memory, and that was unrelated to anything else --seemingly no significance to my current affairs. I went about my merry way.

I visited another blog that I enjoy and through one of the comments on her page , I followed the path back out of curiosity about the commenter. And man, didn't he also reference Leonard Cohen in his writing? Indeed he did. That is twice in one day , and three times inside of a week. Well , I tell ya, it kind of stopped me in my tracks.

Now I ponder IF there is meaning to this. As far as I can tell, it still has no significance to my life. As far as I can tell. Now I do believe that the universe DOES have ways to make a person sit up and listen. And it might not necessarily be what we are typically conditioned to listened to. Sometimes, like dreams, it's a kind of code, expressive but elusive. Maybe that's the case this time too. Or maybe , it's just a coincidence. I rather am intrigued by the code theory, so I guess I'll keep my antennae up for more communications. I WILL keep you updated if this little mystery of mine ( or my own making ) develops.

Have a magical evening,

Cyth