There is something about unexplainable phenomena like aliens and UFOs, synchronicities, megalithic standing stones, crop circles and so on that tickle my fancy. Nobody can explain them logically and so, for the most part, they don’t receive much of our attention although I expect strange ‘coincidences’ have been experienced by just about everyone. You think of a friend you haven’t seen for ages and he calls that afternoon; the book you are reading opens to the page you need to read at that moment; you meet the love of your life at the party you almost didn’t go to. Synchronicities.
To the rational mindset these coincidences are random events with no particular significance, but I have observed that when I take them seriously they seem to occur more often, helping me through one dilemma or another as if just what I need is somehow known, and magically provided. I’ve learned to pay close attention at these times, recognizing them by a certain receptive quality I feel and a sense of quiet waiting, because that is when the perfect person or the fortuitous meeting will happen to help me choose one direction over another. There are no promises, of course, and I have learned I cannot conjure them at will, but the more I trust, the more they seem to occur even when I am not looking. Especially when I am not looking.
I wonder if our society’s refusal to consider the reality of what cannot be easily unexplained is more about fear that it might be true, rather than certainty that it is not. Then what? If it is true we might have to question everything we know and open our minds to all manner of things we’d rather not even imagine. We would hardly know where to begin to change, and anyway the authorities would do everything in their power to retain the status quo. Changing our minds isn’t easy, but we might have to do it all the same.
I remember once helping a friend get over a migraine headache by putting my hands gently on his head to release his pain, and after he felt better he was angry, and had a hard time accepting what I had done, because it worked.
“I’d rather have my headache back,” he muttered. “If what you did really helped, it means I have to change everything else I believe in.” He rubbed his temples, and indeed the pain was gone. “I don’t believe in touchy-feely stuff,” he insisted.
I laughed, but I know what he meant. Really, who wants to have the familiar ground of our belief system pulled out from under us? What if the pyramids were not built by a million slaves dragging huge stones around the desert, but by some subtle technology we have lost? What if unidentified flying objects are not a figment of our imagination, and massive artworks appearing in grainfields are not all being stomped out by clever rascals - then what? Where does that leave us?
So we use words like “aliens” and “UFOs” which only mean “we don’t know.” What if all the “we don’t knows” taken together add up to just that: a layer of the world we do not know about? What if there is more here than our culture cops to, and all these weird phenomena are clues to its existence? Might we take a closer look, with more fascination than fear, and consider what those great standing stones all over the world might have been laboriously put there for? What it means when one coincidence after another keeps happening to us? Who or what may be trying to catch our attention in those wonderful apparitions that keep appearing in their saucer-like craft, or the intelligences behind them?
I, for one, am sitting here with bated breath to find out what else is out there, in here, part of the whole miraculous world of which I know so little.
Aliens? Bring them on! OFOs? Let’s identify them!
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