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.