I subscribe, for the most part, to a Carl Jung'ian view of things, and I feel very lucky that so much of the satisfaction of who I find my self to be is reflected in the thoughts and ideas he most-eloquently described, the truths of which are so personally self-evident as I continue to take them in, and find the senses to understand.
When I once asked a friend “Does luck really have anything to do with it?” she replied "Luck: not so much but sorta kinda maybe sometimes, every now and then perhaps ;)”
No better example of how I, personally, view ‘luck’
Jung’s idea of “meaningful coincidence”--when one event is apparently not directly responsible for the other, yet the two are seemingly and meaningfully related--lends directly to how I ‘feel’ about such encounters.
As he wrote, “ . . . it cannot be a question of cause and effect, but of a falling together in time, a kind of simultaneity.”
I have my time, and these botanical mutations have theirs; it is in the synchronicity of these two timelines as they weave themselves together in conscious moments which provide me with singular events that mean so, so much.
To make a short story long, these special clovers are all over the place: they just need someone to consciously make (or take) the time to stop, and look.
In the end, it’s not really ‘luck' which brings one to such things :)
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