According to Wikipedia, the word “serendipity” has “been voted as one of the ten English words that were hardest to translate in June 2004 by a British translation company.” If you continue to read the Wikipedia article, you will discover that the word comes from ‘Serendip,’ an old name for Sri Lanka and was first coined in 1754 in regard to a story about adventures of three princes who by apparent accident were constantly making new discoveries.

I have a strong belief, although I cannot offer rational proof, that when serendipitous events transpire, you should be opening your eyes to discover what the energy of the Universe is presenting to you. Ignoring them is to ignore what probably could be wonderful opportunity.


I’ve had many serendipitous events in my life, and just about all of them that I have recognized as such have brought about amazing and wonderful experiences, opportunities, and yes, even love.  This does not mean that hard work isn’t required to bring about the great things that can occur - but often when serendipity occurs, something else seems to be going on that makes the hard work almost - easy.  If not easy, at least it seems to bring about events which make for opportunity when you least expected it.

Meeting my “Pretty Colleen” that I have written of previous was brought about by some serendipity, over a year ago.  There have been challenges related to circumstances beyond our control but nevertheless, I have no doubt that whether it’s the Law Of Attraction at work or something else, things do happen for a reason in our lives.

Generally speaking, most who know me consider me a logical kind of person that doesn’t accept beliefs just for the sake of someone telling me their beliefs are “true.” And I certainly put little or no weight on things like horoscopes, crystal pyramid power or what have you - but I am convinced that at times, energy brings people and things together at sometimes just the right time, even when the persons involved didn’t know it was the right time.

Another serendipitious event occurred almost two weeks ago while I was winging my way to Edmonton from Toronto.  As some readers may know, I live in a relatively small town north of Toronto.  Toronto is a big city.

Physically,  I’m not a small guy although I’m also not tremendously huge either. But it can get uncomfortable at times sitting on airplanes when I have to sit beside another person who is the same or larger size than I am. And two weeks ago, I had the worse seats possible for that to happen - the ones right in front of the emergency exit. Those seats won’t even recline, at least on WestJet.  Sitting beside me was a man that was physically much larger than me with muscular broad shoulders and legs like oak tree trunks.  I had been hoping to have a relaxing flight with some reading, catching up on some writing, and maybe even having an hour to recline my seat and grab some rest before landing in Edmonton where I was meeting my “Pretty Colleen.”

But no such luck.  If either one of us moved - myself or the man sitting next to me, we’d bump each other and neither of us could move without affecting the other person.  Both of us probably spent most of that flight worrying about being in each other’s space than being able to do what we had wanted to do, to enjoy the flight.

And neither of us talked to each other until about the last half hour.  Finally, after realizing that trying to get some rest, or focussing on some reading or writing was just not going to happen, I struck up a conversation with the man who turned out to be a very interesting person, named Domo.  At the beginning of our conversation, we discovered that we lived about ten minutes away from each other - he lived in a small village not far from my town and shops in my small town regularly!

What made this even more odd to me was that just over a year ago, when I flew to Belfast, Northern Ireland, I was sitting beside a person who turned out to live in that same small town just ten minutes from me.  Here we are, flying out of Toronto, don’t know each other, and we are practically neighbours.  What are the chances of that happening twice in a short time?

Domo and I both marvelled at the fact that here we had sat beside each other for three hours, hardly spoken a word to each other, and it turned out we’d probably crossed paths regularly without even knowing it, many times. When something like that happens, you take special note!

Further, it turns out that my traveling companion is involved in the distribution of a fairly new product in the telecomunications industry - an industry I’m involved in.  Domo described his product to me and I am very excited about its potential, to say the least.  On top of all that, we shared some similar interesting personal interests. Needless to say, it was obvious to the both of us that we needed to exchange email addresses and telephone numbers.

Where it will go, I don’t know at this point.  But when serendipitous events like that occur, I take notice and give it a lot of my attention.  Usually something more than just good comes out of such events for all concerned.

When serendipitious events occur for you, do you give them your extra attention?  I’m interested in others’ opinions and experiences.

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