I was thinking of an old friend yesterday. Its been over a year since I saw him, and he was on my mind as I traveled to the airport to come to LA to see a Qigong master who Im interviewing for my book Sacred Medicine. Just as I arrived at the airport, I got a text from my friend and thought, Wow, it really does work when you send out some sort of telepathic signal of love. We texted back and forth a few times, and then I signed off Sending love from SFO. A moment passed and then he texted back, Youre at SFO? What terminal? And before I knew it, I was literally bumping into him at Terminal 2. The likelihood that this friend who I had been thinking about- who doesnt even live in San Francisco- would be bumping around the same airport, in the same terminal, at the same time as me seems impossible to explain by mere coincidence. I have to ask myself, If life is a movie and were both the scriptwriters and the movie directors, why did my friend and I both write this encounter into our movie script? Whats the message here? Whether or not theres some deeper transcendent message beyond simply co-creating a chance encounter that allowed us to spend an hour together laughing and hugging and appreciating each other before I had to board my plane, I cant say. But I can say this. I suspect that life is way more magical, mystical, and steeped in the vast unknown than we can possibly imagine. Perhaps, instead of asking how or why these things happen, we are meant to just bask in the awe of it all. As Rachel Naomi Remen says, Maybe how and why are the booby prize. So Im just going to lift up my gratitude and marvel in wonder as I feel the warmth of the deep connection I have had with this friend for many years. Life, I appreciate you.
Posted on: Wed, 29 Oct 2014 15:52:33 +0000
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