Happy 2015! May all of us enjoy productive, happy, healthy days this year.
Around the holidays, my Cosmic Office Inc. helpers have been on the job–assisting me with new contacts to connect with, safe traveling, and special circumstances I once thought of as coincidences.
Yesterday I was reminded of other help that’s available. I went to the post office and two stores on January 2, not even imagining that there would be other people with the same thoughts. Well, many others had the same agenda. (I know: “Duh!”) At the post office, I eased into a rare parking space just as someone was pulling out, then confronted a line inside of about 30 people who weren’t moving very fast (in spite of 4 workers at the counter). What to do? Figuring my time was valuable, I left and went to the stores. Long lines (big sales) in both. What to do? I decided to calm down and wait and do a standing-in-line meditation that seems to be calming.
Then, back to the post office and a line of only 20 folks. I waited, and at the counter noticed a mother with apparently complicated mailing questions and packages. Two little boys were with her. The tallest one was bored but stayed close to his Mom as directed, but the smaller boy twice scooted off–intrigued by something behind a pillar and out of sight. I kept an eye on this fellow, knowing that his mother would quickly realize he was no longer at her side. Sure enough, during breaks in the counter conversation, she turned around to check on her sons with a look of momentary panic when one of them was out of sight. I caught her eye and mentioned his whereabouts, and the lad was retrieved.
This disappearing act happened again, and this time Mother looked at me for answers to her son’s whereabouts. I felt as though I was waiting exactly there at exactly that time in order to not only keep tabs on the child, but to assist his mom, somehow–if only to provide answers and a bit of comfort.
I think life is sometimes like that–trusting that being in a certain place, knowing that all is well, realizing that we’re all in this together–call it humanity.
Carol Cary Taylor 