Wednesday, January 23, 2008

The Year of the Rabbit

Everyonce in a while I think about the similarities between what the world was like when I was Jack's age and what it's like now.

Roger and I were born the year Kennedy was assassinated and spent our childhood against the backdrop of the Vietnam War, Watergate, the fight for civil rights and a growing energy crisis. And, like today, the economy wasn't so hot. Remember stagflation?

When Roger and I were toddlers, construction started on the World Trade Center. When Jack was a toddler, the towers came down.

The sixties were a defining decade for our country, and I believe we're again living in a defining decade. Sometimes it feels as though Roger, Jack and I are caught up in a cycle of history repeating itself.

Soon after Jack was born we went out to eat at a Chinese restaurant. While we were waiting for our food we read our placemats and discovered that all three of us were born in the year of the rabbit (1963, 1999), part of the 12-year Chinese zodiac cycle. Jack and Roger were even born on the same day.


Saturday, January 05, 2008


According to Wikipedia, synchronicity "is the experience of two or more events which occur in a meaningful manner, but which are causally unrelated."

The other day I was listening to a presentation given by author Carol Lynn Pearson about one of her books, Consider the Butterfly, in which she shares some of her experiences with the magic of coincidence and the lessons she's taken from them.

The next day I was watching an episode of Iconoclasts that Roger recorded for me more than a month ago with mind/body/spirit guru Deepak Chopra and comedian Mike Meyers. Several times their conversation turned to this idea of synchronicity. (By the way, this is a fabulously interesting series that, according to executive producer Robert Redford, "explores the intersection where two great talents meet.")

I believe I have had a synchronous event about synchronicity. Cool.