The Beauty of Synchronicity

What we do not control is where we find order

Day 16 — July 24, 2021 — Ponder the meaning of what shows up

Very hot today, and I am ultra-exhausted.

My piece is called “puzzling” — contemplating fit. Why do some pieces seem like they will fit, but don’t, and other pieces you’re sure won’t line up, but then when you put them side by side, they align perfectly.

In art, life, and relationships — it is puzzling.

There was no chemistry last night. I met a Match connection for dinner and navigated through two hours of intense conversation that ended in an awkward, disconnected departure. Very odd.

Not that I care, just odd. The fit seemed good but didn’t light like I thought it might.

There was a moment as we stood outside the restaurant when it occurred to me that I had to decide if I wanted to pursue him — suggest another date. I was so busy wondering what he thought, that I lost sight of the fact that it is me who determines if I go on another date.

So odd, puzzling…

I am the one who must feel my way to the next steps I take. Too often with men, I wait for their move to choose my own. I see that now; it means I can change it.

Yet there is a very synchronistic part to the day. The original plan for dinner was his — to go downtown — to Grant Park, bring a picnic, listen to music. A band he knew was playing a…