Synchronicity between people is as immediately noticeable as lightning. We say the same things at the same time. We supply the punchlines for each other's jokes. We are linked like twin electrons, each mirroring the nature and attitude of the other, completely separate, completely different, and yet the same, always complimentary. No matter how distant we are from one another, we cannot put any distance between us. What is this? How does it happen? How has such vitality arisen of its own accord, only waiting to be activated by language or by a meeting of the eyes? And in this link, are we finding a love for another or a love for ourselves? Or both?
I do believe in an everyday sort of magic--the inexplicable connectedness we sometimes experience with places, people, works of art and the like; the eerie appropriateness of moments of synchronicity; the whispered voice, the hidden presence, when we think we're alone.
--Charles de Lint
I do believe in an everyday sort of magic--the inexplicable connectedness we sometimes experience with places, people, works of art and the like; the eerie appropriateness of moments of synchronicity; the whispered voice, the hidden presence, when we think we're alone.
--Charles de Lint
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