The theme of entanglement keeps finding us. We are entangled with entanglement. Evidently it happens all the time. For instance, you could be in the same room as your childhood best friend you haven’t seen for 45 years and not know it. The moment still happened whether you’re aware of it or not. One writer opines that “the amazing thing is not that these things occur, it’s that we notice them.” The magical bit about entanglement occurs because of our awareness. There are times in life, as Bill and I discuss, when we are more prone to noticing, when all the synchronicities in life feel “meant to be” or just a little too orchestrated to not feel like divine appointments. Perhaps entanglement is also just the fact of our relatedness, neither entirely divine nor entirely not divine.

You know when things or people or ideas just seem to show up right when we need them? I wonder if it isn’t an invitation to just allow ourselves to be held in love, to lean into the ways in which we are contained by grace.

What is your definition of grace? How do you experience it?

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