I love serendipity. It has to earned, though. You don’t experience the magic of serendipity unless you’ve been living in such a way that can manifest it.
Today was just a day like that. I’ve been getting up early, running, working more and pushing my intellect pretty hard (which feels great by the way).
Also been riding my bike to work in the afternoon. So today I roll in after taking a way I almost never take, roll into the parking lot and over a parking space that had someone’s cell phone laying on the ground right where the tire would have been had a car been there.
No sooner than when I placed the phone on the parking space curb for its owner to come back and retrieve, a familiar car pulls into the exact parking space with an old man driving it (I see him every day and we are friendly – I have no idea what he does, though).
He gets out of the car, I pick up the phone and said, “I just found this phone in this parking spot. You would’ve ran right over it had I not seen it and moved it.”
“That’s my phone,” said the old man. “How did that get there? Thanks.”
I handed it to him and watched him inspect the phone.
“Good thing I came ten seconds before you,” I said. “You would have ran right over that thing.”
And that’s serendipity.