In light of the law of attraction, meaning the action of thinking brings into your life more of what you are thinking about, astonishing coincidences are no longer astonishing, they cannot even be called coincidences anymore. When you start paying attention to coincidences, you suddenly start seeing them everywhere. It is not surprising, because then you are inviting into your life what you are thinking about, and so coincidences multiply. This is a good thing, you should invite coincidences into your life, it tells you that you are successful at creating your own reality.
I was sitting one night in a bar with my friend in my hometown in the North of Quebec. I had just mentioned to my friend that I was thinking of moving to France, that I would love to, but I had no idea how it could be achieved. I told her that I used to know a friend with whom I studied when I was young, who lived in France for a while. Her name was Rose-Marie. Less than five minutes later Rose-Marie entered the bar.
It is perhaps not so much a coincidence, after all we both come from that same region, that same town, not very large, and of course we were meant to end up in that bar one day at the same time. However, I no longer lived in that region at that time, I was already living in Ottawa. She too was living elsewhere, in France with her French husband. We rarely came back to our region to visit our family, unless of course it was for some sort of holiday, though it was then just summer.
Whilst running around La Sorbonne in Paris many months later, in order to get registered and confirm the topic of my thesis, I met a perfect stranger outside the door of one professor. After talking to him, I explained I had nowhere to live yet, he offered me his apartment for a few days, because he was not living there anymore. I only stayed there a few days, less than a week, and yet out of the blue one night Rose-Marie and her husband showed up at my door, in Paris.
Now that was beyond the coincidence. Her husband was friend with the friend of that guy who invited me to share his apartment. Rose-Marie did not even live in Paris, they lived somewhere in the South of France. And many months later a third astonishing coincidence happened. One day after a class, my friend invited me to his apartment. It was the first time since I arrived in Paris that I went back there, and it was also the first time Rose-Marie and her husband showed up back there since that famous day. They were only there for a quarter of an hour, and yet, we caught each other, once again without knowing the other might be there. We seriously wondered then why we kept meeting like this in the most extraordinary circumstances, and we agreed that at some point in the future we would get to understand. Perhaps it was all leading to what I am saying now.
Meeting Rose-Marie that first night in the North of Quebec changed my destiny. As a result I made my dream to move to France come true, and after all this time I am still living in Europe. I cannot see how without having met her for 15 minutes in that pub, right after speaking about her, I would be living in London right now.
Many people go on a trip around the world and end up meeting someone they know, around a lost corner of a large city, often just after thinking about them or even speaking about them. The probability of such an event happening cannot even be calculated, because it is simply impossible, inexistent. And yet, they happen more often than you would care to admit, it happened to me more than once, with other friends I have.
What sort of mysterious force or law of nature could permit such travesty of life, such unlikely occurrences? It depends. How powerful are you at bringing into reality your own desires, your own dreams? How convince are you that whatever you think of, whatever you want from life, will actually happen? The stronger you are at creating your own reality, the more you will witness these coincidences.
Rose-Maris was such an inspiration to me, because she was the only person I knew who actually lived in France. In the end she was not that important. What was important was the thoughts she brought me, the fact that it was possible for us, lost in the North of Quebec, to go and live in France or anywhere else in the world. At that time, I would not even have dreamt of leaving for Quebec City or Montreal. The thought was so frightening. I was 11 or 12 years old.
And so, she inspired me, she dictated my life, to the point that one day she showed up once again out of the blue to show me the way to my absolute freedom, the only thing that could prevent me from utter boredom, getting out of Canada and moving to Europe. And once there, the coincidences continued, I met her twice in extraordinary and unexpected circumstances. She must truly have been on my mind, throughout all that, for me to make her reappear like that into my life, like a ghost or an angel.
The second type of coincidence I feel the need to discuss is equally important, and not so obvious. It could easily be dismissed, or even ignored, but once you start paying attention, it hits you in the face. It is that whatever is on your mind, you end up watching something similar on TV, or reading all about it in a book. Suddenly it is all about exactly what you were thinking about. Or meeting someone who will unexpectedly talk exactly about what was on your mind.
It is not so easy to see the link between these events, it is not obvious that it is actually quite a coincidence, that whatever is worrying you, or takes a lot of your thoughts at this moment in time, seems to suddenly show up everywhere around you. Because you could easily dismiss it as normal that such a topic should be discussed elsewhere, since you were yourself wondering about it. Also, maybe you could have forgotten how just recently these themes occupied a large amount of your thoughts.
Well, I don't forget, because I write everything down, I write fiction over it, and I put it all online as I write it. And when suddenly I see it all on TV in the following months, I wonder, have I inspired all this? Or is it that I do influence my existence, and whatever occupies my mind for a while, suddenly the same comes into my life, as if I attracted more of these topics into my life?
I'm not talking about the top ten most likely things that obsess most human beings. I go beyond all that now, what I write about is really out of the way, and yet, it is pouring into my life as if they were the most likely topics. Perhaps you experienced the same? That unusual event in your life, or unusual thoughts, suddenly being high profiled in a random film you decided to watch one night? Or people you meet suddenly mentioning something so specific that occupied or still occupies your thoughts?
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