Have you ever had the experience of walking along a foreign street in some exotic country where you know no-one, and suddenly there crossing the street in front of you – you see someone you haven’t seen in years?
This has happened to me so many times. Once in Paris – when a friend from university days suddenly magic’d in front of me as I walked along the Champs Elysee. Then again in London when a friend from when I lived in Algeria saw me coming out of Ealing tube station. And more recently someone I had lost touch with, who had worked with me in North Africa years ago sent me a message saying they’d found me on the internet! Time and place synchronised – it’s as if time had stood still.
And then it moves on – like moving house. You wait and wait, and seem to be motionless, and then suddenly there is the space in between and the old is gone and the new appears.
The waiting shows you the gaps between which otherwise you would not have seen.
I often think this when coming out of a tube station heaving with commuters. You know your exit. You could barge your way through the crowd. Or be clearly focused where you want to go, and find the gaps between …. synchronicity!