I have, as of late, had the interesting experiences of synchronicity in my life. Jung described synchronicity as two events having a relationship that one causes the other and vice versa. Of course, this is a very simplistic definition that has deeper, more profound meaning; however, this definition will suffice for now. My interest in life is to help others through spiritual transformation and create at-one-ment within their lives. I have experienced and witnessed this state on a few occasions, which created a sense of awe and wonderment that otherwise wasn't available previously. I am speaking of what Maslow described as peak experience. I want others to know how to find the Divine in that space that indwells. It is my job to help them to reconnect with Spirit.

Anyway, back to my story. I have been having these miniature synchronistic experiences that bring those seekers to me and I am in awe as to how it is unfolding. Joseph Campbell stated that finding our bliss in life helps us to get in accord with those circumstances that work in our favor. Finding our niche in life is the key to opening the doors to our authentic self. I am beginning to believe that this true nature does support and guide those who seek their own truth. I have not advertised nor discussed my true calling with anyone outside my family but still, the people do come. People I do not know, have not talked to, and are complete strangers are confiding in me. Friends I have not seen nor heard from in many years contact me for input. I am advertising my gifts on a level of knowing that I cannot understand. In that area that cannot be known, the area where myth and the gods join together, is where the transference must be taking place.

There are people who are crying out for safety, comfort, and compassion. I want to hug them all and say, "It is going to be OK." I stand at an impasse because I have yet to understand what my gifts might bring, yet I am compelled to offer my support for strangers, for acquaintances, and for long-lost friends. I have been searching for my master to show me the way and I have yet to meet that person. Many have inspired me, but I have not honed my ability to know what to do with what I know. My studies have brought me back to my center to search for the master within myself. Just a Jesus said, "I and [my] Father are one" (John 10:30). Is that to mean that I am my own creator, teacher, guide? Must I look to myself and know that I am the source of teaching that is divine and transcendent of my being? Is there a primordial heritage of knowledge that is accessible, yet rarely tapped by the egoic consciousness? I believe so. I am searching for the qualities in another that are already within myself. It is difficult to explain on a level that can be verbalized. I am searching for what is already there. Like an onion (thank you Shrek) it is being revealed in layers.

All things in everyday experience are becoming sacred. Housework is God's work. Cooking is in accord with the Tao. Moments of silence are pregnant with possibilities of something emerging, and yet, nothing seems to happen noticeably. On a deeper level, those moments of quiet are spaces held for healing, hope, and compassion. I am learning at a level that I know was already there but was a afraid of condemnation. When the Buddha was a young man, his father tried everything to prevent his "awakening" to the truth. There is always someone or something telling you not to go your own way. They know what is best for you. I do not fear judgment anymore. I embrace the knowledge that I am on the right path going in the right direction.