Randomness or Not so much…
I live on an island continent some 11 000km’s from my original home. There are people I know who have also uprooted themselves and now live far from where their memories started. On Saturday, while I was the passenger in the car, being driven by my 18 year old learner driver. A buddy from my early home, far away and deep within the memory vault, passed us on the road. It was too distracting to tell my learner to hoot and I said nothing, as I did not want her turning around and going “Where?”
When I got home I posted on her wall of Facebook that I had spotted her ferrying her children to whatever Saturday had brought their way. My friend in the UK, saw the posting. Unbeknown to me, he who also lives 9000 kms away from his home, had spotted someone from his childhood neck of the woods, turning into a roundabout in the traffic!
How many times do we all experience the same things and in all the millions of people in the big cities we live in, is it really random when we bump into each other? I think not…
No such thing as coincidences like these…Celestine Prophecy says not anyway, I seem to remember something called the reticular activiting system or similar at work
The reticular activating system, the filter in the brain that filters useless information so that you can focus, without it you would be Rain Man. Did you train PEP at Liberty, Dorno? That course changed my thinking so much. The guy Bob Moward, I think, his name was got sued for plagiarism. Anyway, yes, that was it. I must look at the Celestine Prophecy again. It was one of the books that emigrated with us…