How do you feel when coincidences, or odd patterns, keep happening?

Lets say one day, you keep noticing raspberry. Soda with raspberry. Raspberry Ice Cream bars. Raspberry Sobe water. Raspberry 7-up. You find an ancient packet of Raspberry Cool Aid in your mother’s (or grandmother’s) kitchen drawer. All in the same day. On another day, its hard to find raspberry anything.

Or maybe it is a number. 321, maybe. Its in a phone number someone gives you. Then its on a page in a catalogue you are ordering from. Its the price of your drink at the convenience store. And, as you are driving, you notice that number on a mailbox. An hour or two later its on a license plate.

Or, you wake up with a song in your head. Mr. Postman by Karen Carpenter (1975, and not played often—maybe you haven’t heard t in many, many years), lets say. You then hear it on he radio in the car at lunch. You see it on a CD album in the bargain bin at Wal Mart. Then, at night, some variety show has somebody singing it, maybe three or four of these occurrences in one day.

Or, two or three times in the same day, you meet or exchange information with someone named Barton.

Sometimes these things happen, and I think its just coincidence. But what do you think or feel about these occurrences?