Chance encounters

Volunteering at an all-girls school, for poor children in Pushkar, Rajasthan came about by somewhat of a surprising coincidence. Now if like me, you don’t believe in coincidences perhaps you would call this an act of fate or perhaps destiny. Recently I have come across a new term; ‘synchrodestiny.’ This experience would shape the course of the next 12 months and potentially the rest of my life.

The term ‘synchrodestiny’ is a relatively new term for me to comprehend, but having recognised it’s existence, I know it has been a part of my life as far back as I can remember. It was merely a concept that had existed subconsciously. I was not yet aware of it.

In short it’s the beautiful union of synchronised events, which occur simultaneously in your life’s colourful journey, coupled with the hand of destiny. Let’s consider that the universe has its own synchronised, pre destined path for us to follow. Well how can this be synchronised? With personal intentions. Communicated thought, connected with the universe’s destiny, through energetic fields.

Psynchrodestiny is based on the energy frequency we vibrate and the subconscious intentions that we set. When we start to live with awareness and practice conscious living, we take control of our futures. Through intention, we can nurture our inner beings, in following our chosen paths. This we will delve into further in a future post. Right now, let’s get back to volunteering at the school and how it defined my remaining time in India.

India is a magical place, where a belief that anything is possible ‘sab kuch melega,’ is quickly absorbed. Regardless of colour or caste, positive energy runs high.

In the pursuit of enabling something wonderful and imaginative to manifest, I set the intention of creativity. I was inspired by the vibrancy of India, the rainbow of fabrics available, and the extravagant detail.

In Mumbai I purchased a laptop, with the help of a local Punjabi, a fellow creative and friend, and set myself up, ready to burst into the colourful world of textiles, with no idea how and what would unfold. There was no pressure and no future projection past the present moment.

Arriving in Jaipur from Varanasi, I had been severely sick with fever, my spirits were low, and I was desperately seeking an emotional uplift! It was during my internal plea of ‘something please change’ I met a renown ‘healer.’ My ‘rikshaw’ driver brought me here whilst visiting fabric houses

I was told quite bluntly by the healer, that I was too unwell to absorb his insights and should seek medical care, returning when rested. This felt like a hard blow, somehow realising the significance of this presence before me. Without invitation, I sat on a chair, my posture collapsing and blurted out “what is my purpose in life?”

Now this is a bit of a heavy question for anyone. The man pointed to a framed newspaper article and stated “this.” He briefly explained the article about a school for poor children, where you could volunteer.

Following the advice given, I rested, recuperated and replenished my body, mind & soul. I was keen to leave Jaipur in search of tranquility and went to the healer again on my way to Pushkar. It was the healers turn to be sick. He had no energy for further insights, but insisted I take the details of the school, featured in the newspaper article. I said “but I’m leaving Jaipur,” he said “yes I know, the school’s in Pushkar.”

So there it was, my first example of synchro destiny. Journey to Pushkar for peace and tranquility, fueled by the desire to volunteer at a local school and give something back to the community. Desire synchronised by the intention to quench the thirst for creativity, and to explore teaching in a new capacity. The dawn of a new journey, it’s tales to unfold in Pushkar.