Have you ever passed by a complete stranger and felt something touch your heart? Have you felt a closeness with them without even talking to them? This is rare for me, but it has happened. And, it happened to me recently, just last week to be exact. I was sitting at a table in a restaurant with my husband, father, step-mother and grandmother. There was a man sitting alone at a table across from where I was sitting. The way we were seated, I was directly facing this man. Our eyes kept meeting, and I felt that uncanny sensation that there was a bond made. No words were passed between us, not even a nod, just glances as we both seemed to acknowledge the other. It was like there was an understanding of sorts between us, as if our souls reached out and shook hands.
Meeting someone on this deeper level is magical to me. There is no need for words here on the physical plane when two souls meet like that. Words are insufficient, anyway. I like to think that perhaps this man was a soul friend.
Chances are, I will never see him again on earth. We crossed paths once, and maybe that is all that is needed for us to continue on our journeys.
I wonder what he felt about me. Was I special to him, too? Whether or not he consciously felt what I felt for him, I bet that something about him was important.
So, precious stranger, I wish you well on your journey, I send you blessings and wishes for your happiness. If you feel lonely, don't, because someone out here in this world is thinking about you.
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Your story reminded me of a song "Season of the Witch" which depicts a person looking over her shoulder only to spot another person looking over his shoulder at her. You have the gift ,also, of empathy which is certainly necessary to connect as you do.
Happy belated birthday by the way and thanks for the visit.
How was the trip to Sin City?
Chris, I noticed it happened again for a brief moment just yesterday. I was in the car and another car drove by while I was sitting at a stop light. The other driver and I looked at each other. It happens all the time, that two drivers' or passengers' eyes meet, but yesterday I felt that spark of soul recognition for a very brief moment. Afterwards, I just had to sit there and think for a moment. I wondered why it seemed so important to me that we saw each other. Next time, I think I'll smile. Maybe someday, I'll just wave.
You are lucky that it happens every day for you. You are making connections, and experiencing the link that exists between other beings.
Hi Goatman,
I have never heard that song before. At least, I don't believe I have. I will have to see if I can find it somewhere to give it a listen. I'd like to hear it.
You have these gifts, too, because you are very easy to get along with. I like that about you. When I think of "Goatman", I think of gentleness and nature. Maybe it's because of your fondness for ducks and other wildlife. That is another thing I like about you. :)
Thanks for the birthday wish! I'm starting to feel like every day is my birthday, though, because I keep feeling reborn, or changed.
Sin City was a little bit of a let-down. The show we watched was fantastic, though. We saw "The Beatles: Love" by Cirque du Soleil. That show made the whole trip worth it. I'm just not a gambler, and I feel uneasy sitting at slot machines. I didn't win anything, though. Maybe if I had struck some gold I'd have said that slot machines were the greatest things since sliced bread. It's all about perception! :)
Happy Friday!
My uncle was an athesit. One day his mother asked him to accompany her to a local shrine- he wasn't willing to go but had to do the job anyway. As his mother said her prayers in the shrine, he just looked about and wondered how foolish all these people were, saying prayers etc- Till he saw a man bow before the 'mizaar' (shrine)- he was so touched by that sight- by the love he saw in that man's manner that he instantly felt there must be some Truth out there.
Some years later when he had found a spiritual mentor & was on the path of self-realization (sufism), it hit him that the man he had seen then; was his spiritual mentor!
He met his spiritual mentor through a friend. He did not recognize seeing his mentor before (till he got that realization!), although his mentor did recognize him.
:)
Merryweather, thank you sooo much for telling me this little anecdote. You have given me chills, and I know I am deeply touched when those little goosebumps appear on my arms.
Mentors always seem to know more about their students than their students realize.
Season of the Witch
Artist: Blues Brothers, The
Album: Unknown
Title: Season Of The Witch
When i look out my window
Many sites to see
When i look in my window
So many different people to be
It's strange
So very strange
You got to pick up every stitch
You got to pick up every stitch
Must be the season
The season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
When i look over my shoulder
What do you think i see
Some other cat looking over
His shoulder right at me
And it's strange
Surely strange
You got to pick up every stitch
Beatniks are out to make it rich
Oh, no
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
When i look out my window
So many sites to see
When i look into my window
So many different people to be
You got to pick up every stitch
Rabbit's runnin' in the ditch
Beatniks are out to make it rich
Oh, no
Oh, no
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Odd how some song lyrics seem so mundane. They really need the spark of musicality and inflection to work. I thought that Donovan Leach wrote this song but its not attributed to him?? Many different musicians have done the song over the years.
Happy Friday be to you.
I am very familiar with this kind of connection. I don't know but I think it is more like sexual attraction. Something like love at first sight. ;>)
I guess the more observant you are the more you notice this.
By the way the more you ignore what people say and watch people thru the corner of your eye, the more you will be able to read minds. Most people are not aware of this. We don't see the subtle signals or we tend to ignore them out of politeness. Just thinking.
Hi Goatman,
Sometimes the music is so beautiful that I don't even listen to the words. It's not that I do it on purpose; it just happens that way. It's because I'm distracted by the melody, and it grabs my attention so I focus on it more than I do the words to a song. That's why sometimes, it's nice, like this instance, reading the words before actually hearing the song, because I'm giving the words a chance.
I've heard of Donovan. In fact, close to when I first started this blog, I posted the lyrics to his song "Hurdy Gurdy Man". I posted them because I experienced a synchronicity with them.
Thanks for posting the lyrics to the song. Now I can think of music when I see some other cat looking over his shoulder at me. :)
Hi Anonymous, I don't know if it's sexual attraction but I'm open to the possibility. I seem to thrive off of making deep connections with people, though, so I think for me it is mostly platonic although I am human so there may be times when I am attracted just out of human need.
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