Our paths crossed at the junction of, " I am on way to get coffee" and "I am on my way to run". The inside of his jeep was decorated with typical 20 year old male items such as, neck ties, ranch dip, BBQ sauce, In and Out ketchup, Styrofoam containers, papers of all colors and textures, debris from yesteryear, shoes of each type, 1 sock & a menagerie of other odds and ends that might have fit in a large Uhaul. I found myself distracted by the many shiney things in the passenger seat while we chatted that I thought he may have assumed I was uninterested, no, just entertained with the display of knick knacks and delicate placement of each. He sat in his jeep while I stood on the road, moving to keep warm and Sidd sitting by my side. We chatted about his upcoming move, roommates and change, how he misses some of his friends and forgets names of others. I listened and laughed continuously at his native humor. He invited himself to Tahoe with me, however I did not go. He also thought he might stop by, like the old days for rice and tea, this would be nice. We talked about banking, teaching, choice and music. All really great stuff!!! It was time and I realized I was freezing, as he put it in drive, I exclaimed, "My feet are cold, can I put them on your engine for a minute," He extracted a wolf like cackle saying, "Well, no one has ever asked me that before, how dare you, NO." I stood laughing, began to warm up, he put the pedal to the rubber mat and sped away like Santa in a sleigh, laughing all the way and still my feet were cold.
I ventured on and away
with nothing to say
and continued to find people
along the path with something to mumble
giving and sharing
and I was daring
to share the gifts-
breathing, running, rifts!
Namaste
