I love synchronicity
I got into myspace for the first time in a long time and this weird circle happened, rather amazing. I wrote about an old aquaintance in a blog. I hung with musicians, and he doesn't remember me, but is still friendly. He deleted me from his page, and I can't find him, and I'm a fan and I was dissapointed. So I blogged about it. So then I decide to look for some video footage of a band I love, and being in an audience with them on this video, and finding ways to post this to my page, (the wonders of increasing technological advances.) So the loop comes in. I had a friend who used to be in this band, and I decide to peek in and send him a comment - (very bold for me as we had an issue years ago and I've largely shied away - even asking for his myspace friendship and saying hello here and there is a big deal.) These guys are going back almost 10 years in my life when I was in the same circle as them. So I sent him a link to the video - of which they've both been in at times now that I think about it. So here is the catch. He replied to my comment with a message. He said he just sent the first guy a video of the guy with me backstage all those years ago. This video he took of us meant so much to me. That night was a highlight in my life. There is so much more to the story, as the singer is someone I've dreamed of meeting. And in these videos I found, the singer is very interactive with the audience, including me, and I have some longing there. I mean what are the chances. So I reply to his message like really thanks can I see? I felt connected where I've forgotten I have been connected. That's where relationship addiction comes in - I forget we're all connected. I broke down and cried. It touched me. The weird thing is I NEVER use myspace - I mean I blog like once a year. Well I check for comments each week, but exploring on there and adding videos and posting comments, rarely. There is a connection. And he's in Sweden, and the other one is in Europe now too (oh so are my parents). I love the whole mystical nature of it and I thrive on that stuff. You see I love love love music and the live music and musicians was and is a big part of my life. It is part of my history and my journaling, and even on my few practically annual blogs on myspace. I think being alone in the house and having time to myself out of relationship is helping me explore myself and remember who I have been. My life has done a complete 180 and I am absolutely awe struck that I can still find a part of me in that history to bond with. People are good. Those people are good. I miss out when I close myself off.