I’ve been reading Lawrence Weschler’s Everything That Rises: A Book Of Convergences. The title comes from Flannery O’Connor’s collection of short stories, Everything That Rises Must Converge. She took her title from Pierre Teilhard de Chardin’s Omega Point which contains the lines: Remain true to yourself, but move ever upward toward greater consciousness and greater love! At the summit you will find yourselves united with all those who, from every direction, have made the same ascent. For everything that rises must converge.
My favourite chapter of Weschler’s book is called Branching Out Yet Further. It’s a lovely essay on coincidence, illuminating a beautiful vision of the interconnectedness of all things. It seemed appropriate to paraphrase it here. He begins with Mike & Doug Starn.