I recall from my younger days a tune by Sting called “Synchronicity.” I forget the words from it but I do remember how I liked the sound of the word, and what it means. Webster defines synchronicity as “the coincidental occurrence of events that seem related but are not explained by conventional mechanisms of causality.”
Julia Cameron, in her book The Artist’s Way defines synchronicity as answered prayers. “Is it any wonder we discount answered prayers? We call it coincidence. We call it luck. We call it anything but what it is — the hand of God, activated by our own hand when we act in behalf of our truest dreams, when we commit to our own soul.”
I also like the description of synchronicity by Heather Blakey: “Synchronicity is when you’re thinking strongly about something and a friend you haven’t seen in a while gives you a book on the exact same subject. It’s when you’re contemplating making a change and you happen to talk to precisely the right person to help you get started. Now I have to be up front and admit that while I don’t believe in luck, chance, or anything like that, I do believe in synchronicity.” Amen.