Something shifted for me last winter when I was out on the ice for hours - just me, a hole, and silence - and I realized I'd stopped thinking about all the noise in my head and was genuinely *present* in a way I never am otherwise.
It wasn't mystical or anything dramatic, but it cracked something open that I can't quite unsee now, which honestly does feel kind of destabilizing sometimes.
The pattern-spotting and meaning-making you're describing sounds like your brain finally taking the handbrake off and processing stuff it was always there, just filtered out before. That's real and worth taking seriously, though I'd also say giving yourself permission to feel unsettled about it is okay - doesn't mean anything's wrong, just means you're adjusting to seeing things differently. 🎣