I’m someone who happens to believe in synchronicity. It’s wonderful when it happens and it happens quite often, although most people dismiss it and don’t give themselves credit for playing a part in it. They downplay it and say it was a coincidence. However, I know someone who appreciates these events as much as I do. In fact, it happened to her today.

My friend, who I’ll call Dana, told me about a synchronicity event which started last week and culminated at today’s walk to Arizona’s Capitol building to raise awareness about hunger and homelessness in Arizona. It began like this: Dana and her husband, John, were doing their weekly outreach work and met a homeless man who said he was ready to get off the streets. To let Dana and John know just how serious he was, he told them that his son was coming home from Iraq and his daughter was having a baby. “They need me,” he said. This man asked them if they knew of a woman named “Esther” and told them she worked for a particular social services agency. The name didn’t sound familiar to either Dana or John (they know a lot of people), but they said they would let her know if they happened to meet her.

Fast-forward to Monday, November 17. While Dana and Joe were at this morning’s event at the Capitol, they met a woman named “Estelle” from that social services agency mentioned by the homeless man from last week. Thinking this man may have been mistaken about the woman’s name, Dana asked Estelle if she knew of him or if she knew of a woman named Esther. Estelle did, in fact, know of a woman named Esther who worked at this same agency. After a few more introductions, Dana eventually met Esther and told her about the homeless man who said he was ready for a better life. Come to find out, Esther had been trying to convince him to get off the street for a long time. Finally, the message Esther had been wanting to hear from this man had been delivered by a compassionate stranger.

When you think about it — it’s pretty amazing. Several events had to transpire over the course of a few days and the right people had to show up at just the perfect time for this message from a homeless man, full of hope and renewed purpose, to reach the one person he knew that could help him. What you have here is another beautiful example of synchronicity. Or, as I prefer to call it, a miracle. Namaste.