Just a couple of anecdotes from the last month of odd synchronicity phenomena:
1) My friend called to say her boyfriend was going to party in San Fran with his buddies. I was in another town at the time. I got back to San Fran and within 10 minutes ran into her boyfriend with his friends – on a small, mostly deserted street neither one of us had ever been on, in an area I last walked in 10 years ago. He lives and works in another city and I had no idea when he was arriving in SF.
2) I pulled up to a street parking space one evening in Oakland, 4 blocks away from a venue where I was seeing a rock concert. From the car in front of me, out gets someone I had spoken to the day before. We live in different cities and had no idea the other was going to the concert. No one else was on the block. I didn’t run into anyone else I knew at the show.
3) Just after seating myself on an airplane, bound from Los Angeles to San Francisco, a passenger walked by who looked remarkably like someone who lives in San Francisco, who I had “forgotten” to call a week earlier. It was he. The flight provided a chance to re-connect on a friendly level.
Why, where, how? What does it all mean? And why aren’t there such coincidences when I pick numbers for a lottery ticket?
PS: “Synchronicity is the experience of two or more events which occur in a meaningful manner, but which are causally unrelated. In order to be synchronous, the events must be related to one another conceptually, and the chance that they would occur together by random chance must be very small.” (Wikipedia)