Debbie Does Drivel

There's a lot of confusion for me re: the philosophy (Celestine Prophecy) that proposes life introduces you to a series of people or events intended to lead you to your higher purpose, and that you will recognize the person/event as they come into your life.
I believe the book called it "synchronicity," but I was never clear on how you are supposed to know for sure that the person, thing, etc. was meant to be the catalyst for the life-changing event, or if it was just another person, thing, etc.

Personally, I can't recall a recent sychronous event, but it happens to Kevin all the time. He actually calls it "grouping," and it usually involves inocuous enough events, but he's convinced someone is trying to tell him something. He just can't retrieve the message.

Much of his grouping experiences involve places: he'll have a conversation with someone about a particular area of San Diego, then he'll see something on TV about the same area, and subsequently he'll get a call from someone in that region, asking for a work estimate. Kev will then spend a week or two working in this place, wondering what message about the place he's supposed to take away with him.

It'd be so much simpler if he had a dream telling him to buy a lottery ticket in the city's 7-11, or follow the white dove which will lead him to riches beyond his wildest dreams. Or, maybe it's more sublime than that: he'll happen upon a church, wander in, and encounter a kindly priest who helps him suss out his life's higher purpose.

On many levels, I'm unsure about the whole grouping/synchronicity theorum. Are we not to find our own path? Make our own destiny? Is it not our decisions which constitute our life? There's much comfort in believing there are hidden messages out there, exciting even, but how long do we wait for them? Again, how do we recognize them as they come?

I believe in God, and that God will lead us to to the right path, if we are willing. Maybe God sets little Easter eggs along our road of existence, but then life would be like a game. When maybe it's not about what's out there to discover, but what's within.

(Darn those melanspective Wednesdays.)