7/19/16
Last night Jo and I sat in the courtyard talking until Midnight. We started out on our more typical tangents, expressing gratitude for our friends, and our circumstance, and one another. We do this a lot, generally gushing about the profoundness of the happenstance that brought us together. I think that it is the strongest part of my spirituality.
A friend of mine once traded me a handful of beach glass for an American Spirit cigarette, and we stood together outside smoking in the summer air. He had just returned from China, and I asked him if he liked being there. He didn’t say so much about the trip itself, which I’ve noticed to be common when you ask someone about a long travel excursion. He, like most others, commented on the feelings rather than the experiences. How he felt, what it was like to be back, I guess it’s true that no matter where you go, there you are. I digress. He told me that he doesn’t believe in coincidence. I’ve been thinking about that ever since, and it’s changed my life. I think that it’s definitely something that I knew already but hadn’t yet articulated. The happenstance that has acted upon my life has always made me feel small and protected. This is something that Jo and I have been paying much more conscious attention to.