Serendipity or psychic phenomena? You be the judge

So first a disclaimer; as long as I can remember I have been fascinated by the unexplained. Ghosts, ufo’s, ancient mysteries like the pyramids or the Nazca lines…if it’s purported to exist I secretly wanna see it.

That being said, I feel sometimes as if there’s just a bit too much coincidence in way things come together in my life. It’s just a little too..neat.

For example, when I was about 6 i made a friend named Sarah, she had an older sister and they lived around the corner from me. About a year later they moved and the new family also had two girls, the younger one named Sarah. She’s still my best friend today.

Skip ahead to this week, when two random events occurred completely by chance but so perfect I couldn’t have planned it better.

Let’s start off with the planning of a memorial for my Dad. My aunt & I had been going over where in the park we should reserve a space, not quite lining up with our ideas but finally agreeing on one. When I called to reserve it I was told everything for that date had already been taken, except the one that’s near his memorial bench. We hadn’t considered it before, his bench is near the playgrounds & the river so it didn’t seem very private and was a longer walk from the parking area. Suffice it to say we’ll be next to his spot, without either one of us choosing it.

Now let’s talk about today. I’d decided to get some flowers to fill in a bed I’d made last summer. I figured i should get some low, ground cover kind of stuff. As I was driving I thought how nice it’s be to have Black-eyed Susans. Susan’s my mom’s name, so I’ve always associated them with her. Last year I couldn’t find them anywhere and gave up.

As I pulled into the garden center there was a huge sign out front, 2 for 1 Black Eyed Susan’s.

Even now, as I was lying in bed trying to read and distract myself enough to fall asleep, this happens:

Jack & Susan…of all the names in all the world…those are my parents names’.

So, now it’s 11pm and all this kismet coincide has me teary eyed and wondering:

If these are all signs from the universe? If so what’s being said?

Or is it just happenstance? Events easily explained away and disregarded.

What truly matters, at least in my opinion, is that I noticed. That I found significance in the mundane. What else do we really have in this life if not that?