crosspollination

And it had an asterisk on top. Or snowflake, if that’s what you want to see in it…

Really what I want to talk about is the way, when called upon, the universe can almost magically give you what you need.  It is probably no secret that I have been unhappy living here. I had kept it bottled inside, only talking to a few people about my deep sadness. No more. I now talk about it to anyone and everyone (by which I mean complete strangers) on a daily basis. This is where the benevolent energy of the universe comes in.

Yesterday I was sitting at the library and I heard a California accent. A lot of times I will lurk and listen to see if an observed American is someone I want to engage. Mostly I will let the observed American pass by without so much as a peep from me, but I felt an interesting energy from this dynamic lady with cropped blond hair. She lit briefly on the table by my chair and we talked animatedly (as much as you can talk animatedly in a library), and we exchanged contact information. I felt immediately at ease and understood by her, in a way that I don’t often get here.

Today I went to the grocery store to buy one thing: cat food. I grabbed the bag and then stood in the frozen food section looking at the magazines (they’re smart at this store- the magazines are displayed in the coldest area so you will want to grab and go, not drool over Jude Law’s picture for an hour).  I was startled out of perusal (of aformentioned Jude Law picture) by M, the same bright presence from the library encounter. We hurried out to the food court to have a coffee before she had to go… actually she had carrot juice and she shouted me the mocha.

Within an hour I knew more about her than I know about almost anyone. Sometimes you can talk to strangers with a candor that is absent in normal daily communications. She spoke about her life experiences, and in them I identified myself. I got the sense that she could see into my soul. The parts of life that I am just now getting to, she had lived, analyzed and made peace with. The sticky points, the hard decisions made, the hopes and regrets, were all used as illustrations for how I might find my right path. There are some people in life that you can have an emotional shorthand with - they understand in a few words an ocean of complicated thoughts. I said very little in retrospect, but it wasn’t necessary.

She told me what to do. Not in a condescending or clinically removed sense, but in the way a mother bird pushes the chicks out of the nest at the right time.

So what does this asterisk mean for me, for Kyle, for our future on this planet? I guess you’ll have to stay tuned and see what far lands we travel to next.