To touch one another
Yesterday I could tell something was off with my waitress at lunch. By appearances she looked fine, even happy, but something inside me kept dogging me to talk to her. I asked what was wrong. Her eyes welled up and she was going to tell me but she was also going to lose it so she stopped. I understood and let it go.
I still had this feeling dogging at me inside still so when I finished lunch, I went over to the kitchen and asked her if I could talk to her really quick. She nodded and we moved to a quiet hallway.
As I looked into her eyes, I saw trust and vulnerability. We hardly knew each other but I she knew I was a good person and I don’t say much. She had this expectation in her eyes, what is he going to tell me?
I asked her, look you know I’m deaf right? She nodded. I said I can’t explain it but since I’ve lost a sense my other senses are stronger and I can feel/read other people’s energies pretty well. She got that.
I then told her, this has nothing to do with what you tried to tell me earlier, but the couple times I’ve seen you over the past few weeks I’ve noticed and feel your energy has shifted, it’s changing and for the better. You’re going to a better place, or will be there very soon. Does that make sense?
Her eyes welled up again, she smiled and nodded. That was all she needed to hear. She asked if she could hug me. I held her for a moment then we parted, smiling with twinkles in our eyes. I knew she would be okay and so did she.
I’m such an introvert, a lone wolf, but I very much value connections like this, where we touch each other in unexpected ways, even as strangers. People like her are always reminding me of our universal soul. Strip everything away and you realize we’re all in this together, even if we seem to be separate containers.
She also reminded me how priceless it is to be vulnerable when I looked in her eyes. On a soul level we’re always like this, so it’s a challenge to navigate this in our limited field of humanity.
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