So this happened, then that happened. Which triggered this other thing and that got me to here.
I just don’t know anymore. Are “coincidences” not, well, coincidental?
I’ve been looking for something lately. Or maybe “on the lookout” for something. I may have found it–or at least another path getting me closer to what it is I think I’m looking for.
You see, I’m not sure what it is, exactly, that I’m looking for. But then again, I think I may have found it.
Back in my corporate naming and branding days, the worst thing a client could say was, “I’ll know it when I see it.” Of course, that helped us not in the slightest as it told us nothing about what they were looking for.
I know what I’m looking for. It’s not a secret. Here you go: it’s, well, I’m not even sure how to explain it. It’s the “underlying story” for my books with Charlie Holiday–and Li & Lu for that matter, although to a lesser degree. I found a part of it today.
I’m believing more and more that there are no coincidences.
There was a movie, sorry, I’m not going to look it up, where they subconsciously altered the decision-making progress of a person so precisely that they then won a bunch of money (something with the number 55, I think).
I posted part of a podcast on Facebook yesterday. A snippet of Michael Krasny KALW interview with Daniel Pink, the author of When: The Scientific Secrets of Perfect Timing. It was around minute 35 or so when Daniel Pink started talking about his research with groups of people and how they had an effect on each other. The most powerful example in his research was singing in a choir, but he had others. How it helped their health, etc.
I posted that and then someone on FB posted about a book called The Power of Eight: Harnessing the Miraculous Energies of a Small Group to Heal Others, Your Life, and the World.
Stay with me here … I swear, I have a point. It might not be that straightforward but I have one.
The same person who posted about the book then said that she had the book and asked if I wanted her to bring it this morning as we were going to meet anyway for a monthly walking meditation group I’m a part of. I said yes.
She gave me the book and while on the train coming home from Amsterdam later in the day I read the introduction.
I’ve been looking for “angles” or “characteristics” or “plots” for the Charlie Holiday series. He has some “magical powers” but in the sense that people just don’t understand them so well. They might not be so “magical” at all according to some people. According to them, they’re just stuff that they can just do. Not exactly normal maybe, but they can do them so does that make than magic?
What is the definition of magic anyway? What is fantasy? What is the paranormal? Is there anything beyond our skin bones? Is there more to our lives than meets the eye?
Those are the questions that Charlie Holiday asks. He’s getting answers. So I am. Through links and offers and books handed to me hours after I don’t even ask for them.
Are there coincidences? Do I need to write fiction to tell my stories? To tell the story of Charlie Holiday and what he makes of all this?
I think you can guess the answer. I don’t have a choice.
I have to tell his story. Because Charlie Holiday has a story to tell. And I’m the one who needs to tell it.
So. There’s that.
Science you have to prove again and again to make it true.
Magic you only need to prove once.