I got a hug today and did it feel good. Woohoo. It seems hugs are few and far between these days let me tell you. (Yes my daughter who I live with and love – stingy on the hugs). I know practicing physical social whatever distancing is in the cards now but one day…yes one day. So for right now, this hug might not be the rib-crushing-swallow-you-up-kind-of-loving-hug but it felt soooo good. This morning a friend sent me a hug, a virtual hug mind you, with a message of it being hugday (love it) from Messenger to let me know love is in the air and to send it out to loved ones and dear friends. Well colour me happy. Who would have thunk? It was exactly what I needed because I am so so missing my grandchildren, hugging loving kissing scooching them. (I know grandson, you may not like it as much. Too bad, Rara misses you.) And it is these kinds of things that bring joy and stir to the heart and soul. Thank you, my friend. Thank you for crossing my path today with me.
Crossing paths. It is an image that comes to my mind right now because I have wondered how life has an interesting way of how things come together. Do you ever wonder about the number of people you have encountered over the years, young and old alike, who have impacted you in some meaningful way? Maybe it was for only a hot minute or more of a longer haul (maybe too long…oops, did I say that… just kidding). Or those times when you were at a specific place or event at a certain time and it provides a moment of clarity, a stirring, a feeling of joy, a lesson. It may or may not be what you want to hear/feel/see/know but it may be what you need to hear/feel/see/know. That per chance meeting, that snippet of time, turned out to be life-giving (or possibly not so much. I would say RUN). Whether a person calls it by chance, fate, destiny, kismet – paths cross for a reason. I’m not alone.
I have to laugh at myself for I have found myself plenty of times saying to someone “we were supposed to have met today” or if I was in a certain place at a certain time and the experience in that moment I found myself thinking “this was supposed to happen.” Looking from a half full cup, this rendezvous might seem insignificant or of little import to others but holy lightning it is just what the doctor ordered for me. I needed it in that exact moment of time in that manner of receiving. What catches me off guard is how it may come… come softly in or more often than not like a tornado rattling the very fibre of my being, Kaboom! How on God’s green earth does it happen? Maybe I should not question it so much as to embrace and welcome this gift, a graced moment if you will – freely given to know you are not alone.
However as a FYI, I am not going to ignore or pretend that there were times in crossing paths…well let me just say here, I would rather not have had that pill to swallow. Hard to go down. That’s all I’m saying.
Nevertheless (half full cup), I find myself going to my go-to treasure trove of ‘pick-me up’ quotes and come upon Mother Teresa’s (Saint Teresa of Calcutta). Many a time her words reach me, stirring the inner pot, providing food for the restless soul. Gotta love a Saint. My find takes me to encounters are blessings and lessons. Yes, I am of the same mind (not even on the same level Mother Teresa but so agree with your thought). At the same time, I will add my own musing. I believe I have to be present in the moment in order to receive it; where I am ready to hear or see in the exact time frame of the intersecting of crossing paths with whom or what. A readiness. A wakefulness.
This reminds me of that amusing tale of The Drowning Man. This tale has an underlying life lesson of a man on his roof during a flood and asking for help from God to be saved. Not realizing that he was ignoring all the signs within reach sent to him to be saved. A little dramatic (not even) but effective. All I can say here is that I am grateful for the crossed paths with me, blessings and lessons. It’s all good.
Thanks for the hug today.
Karenpondering 