At any given moment there is what is happening versus what you notice is happening. I think there are several planes of existence happening around us at all times. A person operating at a high level of perception and observation has more of a chance of getting glimpses into the universe’s magnificent order. They come in the form of things repeating themselves or odd coincidences. But if you blink you wouldn’t notice them. I call it a God wink.
On the days I’m not too distracted by life, I notice such things. Like on my way to Fresno, talking on my mobile phone, I mentioned I was meeting the other comics at a restaurant called Palominos and just then, at that exact same moment, a car passed me with a little trailer hitched to it that had the word “Palomino” written on the back. Coincidence? I don’t think so.
Or yesterday as I sat in Starbucks writing a blog about Dubai, a guy at the table next to me struck up a conversation with a couple and told them he was from Dubai (He did not see my blog.) What are the odds of being in Fresno writing about Dubai while next to a guy from Dubai?
I get this kind of stuff all the time. But maybe the biggest God Wink of my life was when I went to Africa for the first time. I had always called my maternal grandmother Gogo. Odd name, but even odder is the fact that I gave her that name when I was 1 years old and just learning how to talk. Perhaps I couldn’t say Grandma. Whatever the case, the name stuck and eventually everyone called her Gogo. It wasn’t until I went to Africa that I learned that Gogo is an exact translation for Grandmother in many languages throughout central and southern Africa. And it was not until I went there that I, or anyone in my family, knew that.
So what does it all mean? I suppose it’s not for us to know exactly but I do feel like I’m on the right path when these things happen. I feel good when I notice these winks. I think it just means that at least on some days, I’m centered and grounded enough to catch the universe’s playful gestures