Welcome to thirty-three. It may seem a lucky year for that numerical reason, but luck will have little to do with it. Luck is an empty word. I prefer synchronicity:
Synchronicity is the experience of two or more events, that are apparently causally unrelated or unlikely to occur together by chance, that are observed to occur together in a meaningful manner. The concept of synchronicity was first described by Swiss psychologist Carl Gustav Jung in the 1920s.[1]
The concept does not question, or compete with, the notion of causality. Instead, it maintains that just as events may be grouped by cause, they may also be grouped by their meaning. Since meaning is a complex mental construction, subject to conscious and unconscious influence, not every correlation in the grouping of events by meaning needs to have an explanation in terms of cause and effect.
Thanks, Wikipedia. So I group things by meaning. Big Deal, you may say.
It is if your first breath occurred on your father's thirty-third birthday, I say. It is if you find meaning hidden where others don't.
It is if your first breath occurred on your father's thirty-third birthday, I say. It is if you find meaning hidden where others don't.
And so it is that I like thirty-three, that most trinitarian of numerals, very much. (Note the effortless transition, here.) You'll recall I conceived of a trinitarian concept of love in our early years together; or rather, my love for you manifested a trinity: sanctuary, proximity, communion. Do you rememba?
If you find sanctuary with another, you've found 33.333% of love.
If you find proximity with another, you've found 33.333% of love.
If you find communion with another, you've found 33.333% of love.
Some mathy smart-ass might note that these things don't actually add up to 100%. There's still some unidentified residual ingredient. I'm o.k. with that. I prefer to let the mystery be, and at the ripe old age of 33, so should you, my love. So should you.
[As for the rest of you, put that in yer Khalil Gibran pipe and smoke it.]
Love, Shuggie's Ghost
Ambassador to Prague/Dublin/Clevelandia
Cc: Ulysses Bloomsday; O'Ghoulihy; Scott Roger Hurley
