angelic intervention
Serendipity, Synchronicity And The Symphony of Life
Something magical happened yesterday that reminded me of the many serendipities and synchronicities that miraculously unfold in our lives every day without us even noticing. We are in the right place, at the right time, doing the right thing more often than we realize – and it is no accident or coincidence.
There are many moments in our daily lives that seem to happen by luck or chance, yet they are perfectly timed events that have been orchestrated just for us.
These experiences, which many call “fate” or “coincidence,” are certainly not random occurrences. They are part of the intricate symphony of universal flow and divine order that weaves together the everyday magic of serendipity and the miracle of synchronicity for our highest good.
Yesterday I had a long list of errands to run downtown, two of which were on the same street. My intention was to first pick up something from a courier service and then drop off some household items I wanted to donate at a nearby animal charity shop.
However, on the way to the courier, I took a turn that I do not normally take, which took me directly to the charity shop instead. I was relieved to find a parking spot right outside the door as I had some heavy boxes and crates to unload. How ‘lucky’ that there was a perfect parking space waiting just for me, I thought.
But my ‘wrong’ turn turned out to be not only a blessing in disguise, but also a little miracle that kept on giving. Because I arrived at the store earlier than I had originally planned, I “accidentally” ran into a customer in the shop who was in the process of purchasing the kitchen blender I had donated to the charity over a month ago.
The Day The Angels Saved My Life
I know now that my angels kept me from going to work that day for a reason. I have also learned since that I still had work to do that was important enough to keep me safe from injury or worse.
I will never forget the day of the highway accident. It was September 3, 1999, and I had asked to be excused from work, which I never did. I was an office manager at a tool shop, working under a very arrogant accountant who had control issues with the employees.
I had worked there for several years without ever asking for extra time off, but he said no. He didn’t think I should have the day off because it was already a long weekend for us in Canada. The Labor Day holiday would have given me a four-day weekend instead of a three-day weekend.
He then threatened that I would lose my job if I took the day off because he didn’t approve of it and had no intention of changing his mind. But my gut was telling me very strongly that I simply could not go to work that day, I had to take it off. I didn’t know why at the time, I just knew I had to stay home.
So I did the only thing I could think of since my job security was in jeopardy – I went over his head to the owner and got the day off anyway! I later thanked the angels that I did that.
The accident happened about the same time I usually drive through the area on my way to work. I worked in Windsor, Ontario and lived in Valetta, which is almost an hour away. Every day I would get on the Queensline exit, east of Tilbury, and take the 401 to Oldcastle, where the 401 meets the highway. I have to admit I didn’t always drive the speed limit back then. I shudder to think what would have happened to me if I had driven my usual route to work that day!