What does it mean?


You've been thinking about somone. Somone you haven't heard from in weeks, months or even years, and within a short period of time you receive some kind of communication from them. Twice I received letters from a woman I had worked with years before within a day of thinking about her for the first time in a long period of time. The second instance I even stopped in front of the mailbox and had the idea that there was going to be a letter from her because it had already happened once and sure enough, there was a letter in the box. My question is obvious. What is this phenomenon that boils down to a "Strange Case Of Uncanny Timing"?

Is it God? Is it the Universe? Entanglement? Are our brains Quantum computers? Is it the "Law of Attraction"?, or is it all nothing more than a coincidence? Carl Jung called it synchronicity and it happens all the time. Does it happen to you? It happens to me and I find myself wondering "What does it mean?". Decide for yourself as you follow my diary of another "Strange Case Of Uncanny Timing", also known as a S.C.O.U.T!

Monday, October 18, 2010

April 6, 2010 - Ring, ring... answer your phone. Scout is calling!

Background  - I was substituting in our middle school (a school of approximately 1200 students) for a teacher that I had never subbed for before. I was rushing to read the plans for the day and had, in the process, forgotten to turn off my cell phone. What a rookie mistake! Any substitute worth her salt knows what chaos a ringing phone can cause in a middle school classroom!! It was the first time in over a year I had forgotten to turn the thing off before I started class.
Midway through class, I finally had all the little stinkers on task and was feeling pretty good about the job when I hear my phone jingling in my purse. Cringing, I tried to ignore the first few rings, but it wasn’t long before every student in class was now focusing intently on the ringing phone instead of their work. Finally one of the boys looked at me and stated the obvious “your phone’s ringing!” I smiled at how cute he was and told him I was aware of that, then got everyone back on task and finished out the class.
As soon as the bell rang and I was able to clear the classroom I went to check and see who had called me. It had been my sister-in-law calling to tell me that one of our mutual friends was involved in a bit of a minor scandal and wanted to know if I knew about it. I hadn’t heard the news, but at that point I was too shocked to care about the scandal anyway. After hearing her say the name of our friends I just stood there trying to process the weirdness of this latest tug on the shirt from God, the universe or the “powers that be” until my next class filing noisily into the room jolted me out of my daze.
S.C.O.U.T. - I was reeling because not only was this scandalous couples son in my last block (I had never had him in my class before), he had been the little boy who had told me my phone was ringing!  He obviously had no way of knowing that the call he was informing me of was to gossip about his parents. Come on!!!! You’ve got to be kidding me. I half expected my goofy dog S.C.O.U.T to come plodding around the corner and into the classroom it was so bizarre.

Was somone trying to tell me that its not nice to gossip by reminding me that the kids involved are innocent bystanders?  If so, I heard them loud and clear.

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