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Blessed by a homeless man


I was going to stop by at a new donut shop to pick up a few sweet treats for work. As you would have it, the GPS quickly sent me on a wild goose chase which shaved a costly five minutes off of my time. Right away I felt like I was going to be late for work and I was frantically trying to spot the place. I had not foreseen a problem in the quick side trip and therefore I didn’t schedule extra time to get this errand taken care of. As I dashed across the busy intersection, I caught a glimpse of a silhouette near the side of the road. Out of the corner of my eyes, I’m not sure what I saw, but there was definitely something or somebody for that matter. Without further thought and attention to it, after all I was already late, I had only one mission and that was to find this donut shop. Finally at the place, of course it is busy, setting me further back. I stand and wait in line as an eternity passes me by until I finally clench my box of donuts and chase back to the car so I can get to work on time. By the way getting to work on time is usually 25 minutes early by my standards. I don’t like to be late and it’s not uncommon that I’m the first to arrive for any gathering.
There it was again and this time I got a better look. It was a homeless man with his dog, sitting on the side of the road. His sign was off to the side and he was starring off into the distance, perhaps daydreaming of much better days, happy times that were long gone. Time stood still as I spotted him, all noise disappeared and I felt the draw of the universe urging me not to pass him by. I had to make it over there, back to the other side where he was sitting, despite the time, the heavy traffic, and that it might actually make me late for work. He watched me maneuvering around and I signaled him that I would loop back. It took some effort but I finally found myself stopped next to him. There was an element of surprise on his face and for a moment there might have even been a faint glimmer of hope in his weary eyes. His gaze was full of appreciation as I said hi to hand him some money. As if he couldn’t believe the trouble I had just gone through, he held my hand for an added second and nodded his head as if I had “paid it forward”, as if I had done a good deed and redeemed myself. And in his gaze I saw the words before his lips could even speak as he said “God bless you, thank you very much”.
I never knew what his sign said and I don’t know what his story is. Why he needs to sit on the side of the road asking people for help and what demons of his past were holding him hostage. But in that moment and perhaps even earlier as something had compelled me to notice him and to slow down, I felt his pain. Once again that sixth sense and my intuition had kicked in for unknown reasons to myself. I never learned anything more about the man, but perhaps he needed a little hope that would restore his faith in humanity, to give him the strength to endure another day of his life. And for a moment I hoped that in some way I was able to do that for him.
I drove away with tears in my eyes that this complete stranger and his unknown story had provoked. Wishing that he could find his way in life again and to see better days. I prayed to God for something, perhaps a lucky break, a little hope, anything he could hold on to to change his stars. For the next thirty minutes I drove in a daze until I arrived at work. I was barely noticing the hectic around me, my thoughts with the homeless man and my heart touched by a stranger and the blessing I had received.



I'm a dreamer and hopeless romantic who believes that there is always a silver lining to everything. Now, inspired by the simple life, I have learned that less is more and that we find magic all around us if we take the time to notice. Life is a journey and a process that is ever changing. We are constantly evolving in the matter of who we are as we align our stars and shed a past no longer in line with our highest self. I don't easily fit conventional norms, not because I'm a rebel, but because of resenting the pull that threatens to take me away from my true beliefs and my unique personal identity. I support the power of "Choice" and the ability for us to be the architects of our own lives. Some of these choices should have something a little wild about them as they form the moments that forever stay edged in our memory and make our hearts beat with wonder. Nobody will remember the ordinary. For myself, I'm a warrior who has fallen many times, who has gone through trails an tribulations and who is no stranger to adversity. After all, my choice remains clear, to get back up and stand stronger than ever. To recognize that it often takes our darkest moments to mold us into who we were meant to be. I have learned to trust the process and stay positive through the challenges. I trust it to be the only way to prevent my heart from hardening and allowing bitterness to creep in. I believe in the power of "NOW" as it is the only moment we truly ever have. The past is gone, unchangeable and the future hasn't happened yet. All we can impact is the current moment. Everything starts with a choice and hopefully with one that has something wild about it and may even scare you to death to execute. DO IT...I promise you won't regret it. This blog is my voice to share my Journey. If I could describe this adventure in short, I would call it "Spiritual awakening" with a yearning for "Freedom" and going after the things that truly matter. To seek a less complicated life that is stripped down from the many obligations and responsibilities that often tie us down. For me it is a life free of rules and regulations, one that allows me to escape the must expectations while jumping off the hamster wheel that is spinning faster all the time. To be on my own time and live each day to the fullest, to make it all slow down by banishing routine and unleashing my creativity/artistic values in an effort to entertain whatever subject comes to mind. And if lucky, to perhaps offer a different view to my readers, one that speaks to your soul vs. the demands of what society might expect. It is one that empowers you to be your unique self and follow the beat of your own drum. I am dreaming big as I trail blaze the path to a new life and becoming a storyteller. I find my inspiration in the little things in life, in Mother Nature and on the trail that provides the adventures and the backdrop for a book someday. My hope is to inspire "Courage" in others who might find themselves on the brink of taking that first step. This blog serves as a foundation for my collection of personal thoughts, opinions and experiences and by no means am I an expert on any topics mentioned. To my readers I would say that the universe connects us by a common thread, we all search and we all have something to say. We don't always have to meet in person to share a strong bond and people enter our path for a reason. Some stay for a short time and serve their purpose, while others teach us a lesson and help us become stronger through experience. And a few special ones remain as the treasures we hold dear over a lifetime and touch our hearts beyond means. In whatever way we are meant to be, I thank you for crossing my path and for stopping by. I hope that I have left you inspired, full of wonder and with a few "Wild Choices" to make....Hugs XO

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