Thanks to Sarinda Hoilett for sharing this post. It speaks for itself, but it was a reminder to me to keep training my brain to get out of the bubble of my own life’s privilege. It’s hard to conceive the trauma and suffering some people have endured, if you’ve literally never been exposed to it. But just because you can’t conceive it, doesn’t mean it didn’t happen, to the people around you, who you share a watershed, a foodshed, a grocery store, a backyard, a community, with. Also, here’s to the courage to those who do share these stories, and help us to slowly wake up to what is around us – love, suffering, resilience, transformation.
The Man with Diamond Eyes
Most days (especially difficult ones) I take a few moments to sit in gratitude for the abundance, love and support in my life. That’s usually followed by sending out some random prayers to people who have touched my heart or who need a little infusion of Light and glitter✨in their day.
Tonight my prayers and blessings are going to the two sweet seniors I picked up hitchhiking last night.
I picked up 2 elders in Mt Currie on their way home from work (probably in their 70’s). My co-pilot and I quickly got to chatting. I’ll call him the Man with diamonds 💎 in his eyes because he had the sweetest twinkle in his eyes and a solid dose of mischief.
We talked about his life and got straight to the heart of the matter. He told me his history of addiction to drugs and alcohol. His struggles with anger and violence. His ultimate crash and time in rehab…all this many moons ago. He talked about growing up with no parents and how his foster mom took him to have a vasectomy at age 13…pause….He then told me about how he’s in therapy now and working on his feeling and understanding all the emotions he didn’t develop or understand as a child… not being able to have his own children…
Throughout our whole conversation all I felt from him was sweetness…I don’t know if that is the right word….but I just felt a beautiful warmth and beauty emanating from him as he spoke and shared his story.
We arrived at our destination, my 2 passengers got out, shook my hand ( had I not been belted In I would have hugged them both❤️). and we said our good byes.
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