Things haven't been going too well for me in the last few weeks. I had a very rude awakening recently and I'm devestated. I can't give details here but let's just say I recently learned that a group of people who I thought had my back do not. Not at all. I'm afraid I have to leave it at that. I've probably revealed too much. The incident has made me wary and with little faith in people.
This was my mindset on Thursday morning while I was on my way to the office. I stopped at a roach-coach for a cup of coffee and some donuts (I know my eating habits are atrocious right now) and it was only after the coffee was poured and the donuts were bagged when I realized I had no cash. Nada. Zip. The guy in couch was not too pleased. I apologized profusely and promised to come right back as soon as I could find and ATM when a woman standing behind me said "I will pay for it". I protested at first, but she insisted. "Just return the favor to someone else someday" she told me.
In the evening I was walking to the bus stop when I realized I hadn't eaten anything all day except the donuts. I wasn't very hungry but I needed to get something in my stomach, so I stopped at another roach coach to buy a hot dog. (yes I know, very poor eating habits). While the hotdog vendor was assembling my meal (mustard please) a homeless man came by and with pleading eyes asked me to give him some money so he could have something to eat. Without even thinking about it, I asked the hotdog guy to fix the man a meal. Not just a hotdog but a full meal with rice and chicken. I paid for both purchases and walked on.
An hour passed before I realized what had happened. A complete stranger bought me breakfast, and I bought dinner for a complete stranger. It seemed serendipitous, like the universe was trying to tell me something.
I just wish I could figure it out.
Statistically speaking - 80 percent of people do not want to take any type of introspective journey at all into their Shadows (Read Carl Jung for the meanings of self and shadow.) That means that about 20 percent of people ever do --- don't concentrate on the 80 percenters --- we 20 percenters out here need you and your innate goodness.
Posted by: Theresa | September 25, 2011 at 08:42 PM
I love this story. This is exactly how we are supposed to live our lives. Thanks for sharing.
Posted by: Joseph A. DePinto | September 26, 2011 at 05:54 PM