First, click play on the video below. It’s OK, you don’t have to watch it, just listen to it as you read this post. The volume is kinda low, so you might want to turn your speakers up a bit…
I went to the airport again. Again, for no reason. Just listening to the gentle voice of my intuition, telling me there was some reason I needed to be there. Metaphorically tugging on my shirtsleeve, urging me: “Just listen, ok? Just come with me. Follow me. Come on, it’s OK. Let’s have an adventure…” And so I allowed my inner voice to guide me to the airport without rhyme or reason.
It was a beautiful day, not too hot, not too cold. The sun was shining brightly, and a gentle breeze floated through the air. In short, a perfect day for an adventure.
And what an adventure it turned out to be!
I got there around noon, so I went ahead and grabbed a bite to eat at the food court. So already, we have excitement and danger. I mean, have you seen the kinds of food available at the typical food court? 
It was pretty touch n’ go there for a minute, but I made it through.
After lunch, I went over to the dinosaur (there’s a huge dinosaur skeleton in the main lobby of the ATL airport, for those of you who have never had the pleasure) and sat down. I started arguing with the voice.
“What am I doing here? It’s a beautiful day outside. Let’s go to the park instead. Let’s go hang out at Little Five. I feel like buying art.”
“Hush. Just listen. Look around you. There’s someone here.”
“There’s a LOT of people here! It’s the flippin airport! It’s wall-to-wall people. You can’t throw a rock without hitting at least four or five people.”
“Throwing rocks in an airport is probably a bad idea. I’m just sayin’.”
“What are you? My mother? I know better than to throw rocks in the airport.”
“I am your mother, and your father. I am your ancestors, and your goddess. I am the great I AM!”
“You’re so not funny. Not even close to being funny.”
“Stop moving your lips when you talk to me. People will think you’re crazy, talking to yourself like that.”
“I AM crazy! I AM talking to myself!!! It’s official. I should be locked up somewhere.”
“Do *you* feel like you’re crazy?”
“Yes! I’m sitting in the airport on a beautiful Sunday afternoon, having an imaginary conversation with a disembodied voice in my head! Of course I’m crazy!”
“Good. It’s the ones who never wonder that you have to worry about.”
“Really? You felt like I needed a lesson in pop psychology, so you dragged me to the airport for that? We could do this at home.”
“Focus. Why are you here? On Earth, I mean, not just in this place. What’s your purpose in life?”
“I’m here to love. To help others, to support. To guide others, to help them open their hearts. To love. And to experience life.”
“So how can you do that here? Maybe someone here needs to be loved, helped, or supported. Who can you touch, here and now, to make their life a little better?”
And with that, I quieted down, and started observing. I’ve written about the airport before, and how all the highs and lows of human emotion play out in the airport. Arrivals, departures, high drama at it’s finest.
I like to watch people, and make up stories about their lives. It’s exercise for my creative muscles, and practice for my story-telling skills. Accuracy isn’t important…I don’t care if my stories are true or not, just that they’re plausible as fiction. So, that’s what I started doing to pass the time, while keeping an eye out for anybody who looked like they might need help.
There were a few soldiers, off to get deployed, but that didn’t feel right. It’s not that I don’t appreciate what they’re doing…not at all. I am very thankful for them and for their service. And I know they’re scared. But my mom always does that…she goes up to those young boys and girls, and she thanks them, and she blesses them, and she loves them as much as they’ll let her. So that’s her thing. This is about me doing my thing…whatever that means. But anyway, the soldiers just didn’t feel right to me.
Hurried businessmen, stressed out families…lots of people looked like they could use help, but none of them felt right. But then…
There was a young woman sitting across from me, reading quietly. Attractive, but tired, like she had been in the airport all day long. Waiting for a flight was my guess. But she seemed content, at peace. So I didn’t really think too much about her, except that she was attractive.
“Yes, her.”
“Her who? The girl in red? The one reading?”
“Yes, her. Go introduce yourself to her.”
“Are *you* crazy? Look, yes, she’s attractive. Yes, she looks a little tired, and maybe a little lonely, but she’s reading. She’s probably waiting to pick someone up, and their flight got delayed.”
“Just do it, ok? What have you got to lose?”
“Ugh. This is pointless. I’m leaving.”
*silence*
So I left, and went to the bathroom. While I was in there, I made the decision to go back out there, and at least say hi. If she was still there, I’d take that as a sign, and I’d go talk to her. When I came back out, she was playing guitar.
Now, there are three skills that will instantly make me fall in love with almost any woman:
- Playing guitar
- Belly dancing
- Speaking a foreign language
Seriously, pick any two, and I’m yours forever. OK, there is a little more to it than that, but any of those will certainly put you on the fast-track.
So here she was, this attractive woman, playing guitar softly in the airport lobby. And not just playing, but playing incredibly well. I mean, she was awesome. She was playing fingerstyle Spanish guitar, a style that I love dearly. I’m not kidding you, she was good.
I have seen some excellent guitarists in my life. I have seen Prince play live. I have seen Steve Vai play live. I have seen a dozen really great (but unknown) guitarists work a fretboard. But I have never seen anyone play as well as she was playing. And she wasn’t even trying. What I mean is, she had a peaceful, relaxed expression on her face. She was just playing for her own enjoyment, her own love of the instrument.
And so I went over, and listened. I sat down across from her, and closed my eyes, and soaked up the sound. To say that it was magical doesn’t do it justice. It was divine.
Now, if the story ended there, it would still be pretty cool, right? I mean, I listened to my intuition, and I got treated to an amazing guitar performance. For me, there is absolutely nothing better than free music. And for the music to be so masterful, so amazing, so beautiful…well, that’s just a bonus beyond all imagining. But the story doesn’t end there, not yet.
When she paused, I looked up, and we met each other’s eyes. I introduced myself, and told her that her playing was beautiful, amazing. And so we talked. And she played some more, and we talked some more, and we laughed, and we talked, and she played, and…so a couple of hours passed. She’s not just a guitarist…she’s an internationally-recognized classical guitarist. She had just spent a week in New York City, performing with the NYC Orchestra. She tours around the world, playing solo and playing with orchestras. She has CDs out, one of which she gave me. People pay hundreds of dollars to listen to her play guitar.
And I got a free concert! But more importantly, I made a friend. We really connected with each other, and bonded, no matter how briefly. We had a great conversation, and learned about each other. She lives in Colombia when she isn’t on tour, and she only comes to the US about once every six months or so. In addition to being a professional musician, she teaches at a university in Colombia. We talked about our families and friends, and laughed over how I would go to the airport without any valid reason for doing so. Why? she asked…”Why would you come to the airport for no flight?”
“So that I could meet you.” is what I said, but because the voice of the Goddess told me to remained safely unspoken
Why, indeed…
Perhaps she just needed to be treated like a person and not a celebrity. Maybe she needed to interact with someone who didn’t know who she was. A lot of famous people lead very lonely lives, because everyone they know is trying to use them for one reason or another. Maybe she just needed to be herself, without all the trappings.
Then again, maybe our encounter was for my benefit. Maybe I just needed to know that I could approach a lovely woman and that it would turn out ok. Maybe I needed to get over my shyness.
Perhaps we both gained from our momentary encounter, her in her own way, and me in mine. I like that idea the most of all…
Will I ever see her again? Who knows. We exchanged contact information, so it’s a possibility. For my part, I would love to see her again, to spend more time with her. But who knows what is going on through her mind? I might just be another fan, or just a crazy American who goes to the airport for no valid reason. But even if I never see her again, even so…well, we shared a moment, didn’t we? And life is made of moments.
So who is she? Well, her name is Irene Gomez, and if you followed the instructions at the top of this post, you’ve been listening to her play.
Love always,
Jay
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Aww, Jay! I love this story!!! I love the randomness and the sense of adventure, and the beauty of the moment, and the fact that it doesn’t really matter what ever becomes of it because THAT moment was magical. You were open to a miracle and a beautiful Namaste moment happened (a soul connection). Isn’t that what we all want?… to be SEEN from time to time?
Her music is awesome, but more than that, her style is so captivating. She looks like she has become one with the guitar, and her fingers flow effortlessly from one spot to another… as if they have always known how to find exactly the right note for every moment. I can only imagine how magical it must’ve been to see her play up close and personal.
You are a lucky (blessed and lovingly guided) boy!
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Wow Jay! I love this story, the intuition, the serendipity (Steve has a post on this at GoodlifeZen today that I just read before I came here… woah! Stuff like that seems to happen quite a bit to me when I come here… The song last week, and the week before that I read your karma post about the praying mantis for the first time — the next day I saw one on my porch!! I hadn’t seen one since I was a kid!!)
Her guitar playing is beautiful and captivating, as Lisis said. Spanish guitar is my favorite instrumental sound in the world, I can be moved to so many states just listening to it. It overwhelms me, and takes over my entire being, in a very good way.
What a treat you had. I could see you sitting there and her playing… so peaceful and wonderful. I enjoyed your dialogue with your intuition, too. The airport…? That’s so interesting… I’m off to read your other post on the airport that you linked to!
Cheers,
Miche
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@Lisis – Indeed, I am very lucky and blessed! It really was magical. She did things that I couldn’t even believe. She did things that I didn’t even know were possible; I still don’t understand how she played some of the things that she was playing. And I’ve been a guitarist for nearly 20 years now! She really blew me away.
But anyway, yeah. It was a miracle, it was magical, and it was wonderful. As you said, tt was a true Namaste moment. One that I will treasure always.
@Miche – I’m glad you liked it! And I’m equally glad that you have a lot of synchronous moments with my blog. I love it when that happens in my own life, and I love it when I can be a part of it in the lives of others, too.
I feel the same way about Spanish guitar that you do. It really is my favorite instrumental sound. I could get lost in it for hours. In fact, that’s usually what I listen to while I write. Now, I have a CD of hers, and whenever I write, I’ll be feeling the love from that day! Isn’t that awesome?
Jay,
Well, hats off to you, my friend.
This such a great story – this is what I was talking about when I mentioned my interest in “Front Porch” stories. Stories of people living extraordinary lives – because we are ALL EXTRAORDINARY. This is it, Jay!! I love it, I love your story!! I’m beaming with joy for you. (And, funny about talking out loud to ‘no one’, that made me laugh.)
This actually reminded me of an experience I had. I was in the subway once in a major metropolitan area and I head this amazing sound coming from down the way. The sound was amazing, similar to the woman you speak about here. I felt pulled over there by the sound, and saw of an unkempt man, standing, and playing a violin next to an open case. It seemed he was a homeless man.
I stood there with my jaw agape, it was just so good. I dropped some bills into his case, but remember thinking I wish I had more cash because he surely deserved it.
A few days later, I read a story in the local newspaper about how a professional musician in the metropolitan’s symphony orchestra did an experiment and went to the subway to see if people would still pay to see him perform when he was dressed haggardly and looked unkept. I’m guessing because I can’t exactly remember, but I think in the 8 hours he played, he received about $40 dollars.
It’s odd, really, what we perceive in this world. I paid ~$7 for a beautiful concert by a professional musician that day. I can’t believe how many people walked by without even noticing him because of how he appeared, or maybe they were just too busy to notice (?).
Sorry, I kind of went off there. Your story reminded me to be perceptive and to go with the flow. Because when we do, life can blossom. Thanks for this, Jay.
I love this post!
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A-mazing!!!!
I do think you are kinda of nuts for going to an airport for no reason…lol (BTW, how do you get in without a ticket???).
I love classical guitar (especially Spanish like this). I so enjoyed listening to her play while reading this post (see, I follow directions!). Sometimes our intuition leads us strange places, but we encounter truly magical moments. I do hope that you connect with her again someday. Really incredible!
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@Lori – The whole time I was writing this, I was thinking about how I should really write this for you, and let it be a part of your Front Porch series. And honestly, I almost did that. But then I got selfish, and I decided I wanted to keep it on my site! So, I’ll have to write something else for you. But no worries, it’ll be just as good
So YOU were one of the people in the famous subway musician story, eh? That’s pretty cool. I’m glad you were one of the “good” ones who actually gave him some money. I love street musicians, sometimes they’re the best around, simply because they HAVE to be. If they’re not good, they might not eat! I always make sure I give money to them.
@Caroline – lol. Most airports have a public area where anyone can get in. I didn’t go through security, I just stayed in the main lobby which is open to everyone. Yeah, our intuition (especially mine!) leads us to strange places. I’m so glad that it did, though!
Wow, Jay, what an experience! Thank you for sharing it here. I felt braver, just reading your words. It made me want to reach out to other people!
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Jay, you rock. I love that you listened to your Goddess and followed her guidance. That is an amazing story, and you had me giggling over your internal dialogue, so much so that someone in the room asked what had me laughing. Wonderful writing!
(Even better than the gorgeous music, for those of us who have a love affair with words, I’d venture…)
And now — what?? You live in Atlanta? How did I miss that? I’ve been ranting — er, lamenting how much I miss Atlanta the last several months, now living in South Carolina in the middle of nowhere, quite a transition for me. So it was a treat to read about your visit to the busy ATL airport
(Would you believe we used to go there in high school and ride the airport trains late at night, with no one there, and do crazy things like swing from the ceiling handles and stand on our heads at the back window or see how long we could block the train from leaving? Yes. We were wild then, young and innocent and stupid — and this was before the new security measures, obviously. And none of us ever thought to be kind to a late-night traveler, I’m sad to admit. Your adventure was much more worth immortalizing in words.)
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@Dani – I’m glad! Reaching out to other people is hard, especially if you’re shy like me (and I really am, despite how I act online), but the rewards are truly immense. This was one of the best experiences of my life, but it almost didn’t happen because I didn’t want to seem foolish. I’m so glad I got over myself!
@Meredith – I’m glad you liked the story, and that it made you laugh. I think we could all use more laughter in our lives. And you think my writing is better than her music? Hmm, not sure I agree, but thank you for the compliment!
And yes, I believe you about being a teenager at the airport. I grew up about two hours east of Atlanta, and we used to come up here and do those exact same things! Sing: “it’s a small world after all, it’s a small world…”
Hi Jay
This is incredible! I had the music playing the whole time as I read your story and I kept thinking to myself more and more how amazing this is!
Wow – well first off I am glad I am not the only one who talks to herself (LOL) – and how awesome that you have connected so well with your inner being, and how even more awesome that you listen to it and trust it.
I was fascinated too that you went to the airport for no reason, but then again, why not!? There are truly no rules and I love seeing how people are living life by just being their true selves!
What a treat it turned out to be too in so many ways like you said!!!! This is wonderful, just wonderful Jay – thanks so much for sharing!
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Hi Jay – Great story, great read, beautiful music. How many of us can say we go to the airport just because? I like that quirkiness. For sure we all should do it more, because your story just proves how many serendipitous things are waiting out there for us if we’ll just step into them. Thanks.
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Wow, Jay!! What an incredible day spent with your inner guide. Honoring intuition can be hard, but you really are a warrior. I would like to say that I would be able to step out of my comfort zone like you did, but I’m not so sure. I think going to an airport just to spend time would be scary enough, but to actually reach out and make a connection with someone is truly magical. I hope that you can let yourself really embrace the warrior that you are and continue to follow your guides.
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Wow, what power in her playing. And I love your ending about moments, that really is it, huh? I absolutely love that you followed your intuition/voice on this. I mean, lots of people talk about that, but this was REALLY doing it. And being open in this way, and following through when you came out of the bathroom. What a beautiful story.
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@Evita – I’m glad you liked the story. No, you’re definitely not alone on the talking to yourself thing! I call it the voice of the Goddess when it feels more “external”, and intuition when it feels more “internal” if that makes any sense. But either way, it usually leads me to some really cool experiences, like this one.
@Patty – lol, yeah, “quirky” is a nice way of putting it. “completely insane” is another way
But yeah, it usually turns out well. It has taken me a long time to get to the point where I trust my intuition as much as I do now, but the rewards are awesome.
@Jill – Oh, I definitely plan to continue letting my guides lead me. I have a really strong adventurous spirit, and they lead me into some of the best adventures. This was just another one of those great adventures…and I’m looking forward to many more!
@Lisa – I’m glad you liked the story. Yeah, her playing is incredible, that alone was worth the trip. But to form a genuine connection, to really bond with a stranger, that was truly magical. I hope to have many more experiences such as that.
Airports are very exciting, and I know other people who go there just to watch the planes take off. Sounds like quite an adventure! I’m sure you already know falling in love with someone because they’re attractive and play guitar (or belly dance or speak another language) isn’t a great idea.
This is so great! I love that you followed your intuition. It just goes to show what we’re missing when we chicken out or sell ourselves short.
I’ve been listening to the video you suggested and find it very soothing and beautiful.
Anyone who says they are lonely should read this article. There is just no excuse for it is there?
What a moment…what a gift you have given yourself and to Irene!
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Jay,
What a wonderfully sweet story! And good on you for taking that sign and going with it. The music IS beautiful! And your story is so well told. You have a real skill for story telling, and that this is from personal experience…so awesome!
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Oh, Jay, I KNOW THAT VOICE. The one that tells me to do things and I tell it how stupid it is.
Ok, so she plays guitar and obviously speaks a second language…did you ever find out about the belly dancing?
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@Dot – Unfortunately, at the Atlanta airport, you can’t get to the place where you can watch the planes take off and land without passing through security. Since I didn’t have a boarding pass, I couldn’t get there. Still, it’s a great place to watch people.
@Tess – You know, a week ago I would have argued that point, that there’s no reason for anybody to feel lonely. However, after this experience, I can feel the truth of it. At least for myself, that is. If I’m ever feeling lonely, I can always go out and meet someone. It might not turn into anything, but at least I can form a connection.
And yes, we do lose out on a lot of great stuff when we chicken out or sell ourselves short.
@Lance – Thank you! That’s one of the things that I have been consciously working on – improving my story-telling skills. I’m glad the effort is being noticed!
@Hayden – LOL, no, I figured the “Excuse me, miss, but do you Belly dance?” question would be better left to the second or third encounter!
What a cool story. I take comfort in knowing that good things can come from listening to the voice(s) in your head! I, too, have been known to have full blown conversations with myself
Jay:
Awesome post…she is an awesome guitar player and yes, she’s a hottie! When I was younger, my buddy and I used to hang out and walk around all the terminals around O’Hare Airport. The place had a cool energy and it was great for people watching. Of course, that was awhile ago so I’m sure access to all of those areas are now pretty limited. So first off, I don’t think your nuts for just going. Your post was filled with incredible storytelling and I especially liked the three skills that will make you fall in love with a woman – it cracked me up…yet I understand exactly what you mean. Oh, interestingly enough I was sitting in a coffee shop today and struck up a conversation with a woman there. She was a bit older and I did not have any intentions on picking her up…it turns out she was an artist from Amsterdam and we shared a pretty enjoyable conversation about our countries. As we departed, she handed me her email address and invited me to stay with her family if I ever get a chance to visit her country. All in all, pretty cool. Sorry to ramble, but I gotta say this was an interesting story.
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What a beautiful story! What a treat! I enjoyed how you decide to let a little adventure in, by listening to your intuition. And it worked out beautifully in an amazing encounter! Thanks for keeping me inspired!
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@Jason – lol, yes, great things can come from listening to the little voice in your head. You just have to make sure you’re listening to the *right* voice…the one who encourages you to be strong, brave, and full of love.
@Tim – That’s really cool about the woman from Amsterdam. Isn’t it cool to make connections like that? I’d love to visit Amsterdam someday…all of Europe for that matter. It sounds like all you need is a ticket, and you’re all set!
@Evelyn – I’m glad you enjoyed the story. And thank *you* for keeping me inspired, too!
Holy crap, Jay, that’s freakin’ fantastic! I followed your instructions and 2/3 of the way through, knew what you were in for (and what we, your readers, were in for). What an amazing story to read, and an incredible experience. You, my friend, … there might not be words for how cool this story is, and how layered. It is deep beyond deep, fun in ways a person’s everyday life could be fun all the time, and both spiritual and material in the same breath.
I hope you realize that you were her, and she was you in this story. Right around the corner in your young life is someone who very much wants to meet you – to whom you are a madly talented celebrity and an everyday person wrapped into one – and when you connect with them, they, too, will tell the world.
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Hi Jay!
WOW!!!! I love such stories and how cool that all of this happened. I am so happy you listened to your inner voice and followed through. What a great experience and she really does an awesome job. I love to see people who love what they do and she definitely has that quality. Thank you so much for sharing this story with all of us and more importantly, for listening to your intuition. May many learn this lesson!
@Megan – I’m glad you liked the story. Thank you for the kind words and compliments.
You really think there’s someone around the corner who wants to meet me? That’s pretty cool, although I have no idea why on Earth they would want to meet *me*, I’m not famous at all, and I’m only mildly talented! But that would be pretty cool.
@Nadia – I’m glad you liked it!
Yeah, she definitely loves what she does. In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone who loved what they do as much as she does. It was inspiring, to say the least!
Wow, just wow. Regardless of the subject, I always enjoy your storytelling. The dialogue between you & the Goddess had me chuckling inside. Then imagining you struggle with yourself to talk to her made me feel that scared/uncomfortable, “just go for it” feeling. When you did, I was excited for you because 1) you going for it (regardless of the end result) is awesome and 2) you didn’t miss out on that amazing experience.
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“Life is made of moments.” Purposes, goals, and dreams have their place, but it seems to me that on another level, these moments of intrinsic significance are what life’s all about.
Like everyone else that has commented, WOW! Such a great story of listening to your intuition. It’s so wonderful when we actually take time to listen. You have done well to follow your intuition even when it didn’t make any sense at all. And the reward for that has been a fantastic encounter with a wonderful person. Congrats!
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@Suzanne – Thank you for the compliment. I’m glad you enjoy my storytelling
@Paul – I couldn’t agree more.
@Eric – Thanks! I’m glad you liked it.
Oh my goodness gracious. I love this post! What beautiful music. And what an amazing inspiring story on many levels. She absolutely did want to be appreciated as a person, not the “star” with all of the trappings. You appreciated her music because it was hauntingly heart warming, not because “she was a name you recognized”. Your being there validated her in such a thoughtful way. Your generosity and kindness will probably stay with her for a long time. And she obviously touched you. Wondrous. I love it!
I’m glad you listened to your voice and wrote about that process. I let my voice lead me and not many people around me understand that. Thank you for sharing.
Thanks Jay, that does sound fun and adventurous. I certainly know how vulnerable and almost childlike going up and talking to someone at the airport or a place like that can feel — at least for me.
@Joy – I certainly hope that she was enriched by our encounter. I might never know for sure, but I trust that the Universe put me in her path for her benefit as much as for mine. And congratulations for following your own voice! It takes courage, and more than a little faith, but the rewards are worth it, don’t you agree?
@Chris – It really was fun and adventurous. I plan to do more things like that, and just see what the universe can send my way.
Wow wow wow…..talk about beatiful meant to be moments..and here it is in your awesome story. Your spirit of adventure..and your purity of intention makes your intuition so strong..its amazing how beautiful you just stay in that state. You my dear are the celebrity
Some nice.and some so weirdly bizarre 
You know….when i was commenting on a post at Megans recently..i told her how much fun it would be ..if we all you, me, lisis, megan, lance, suzen, nadia..and all us amazing blogging, like-minded buddies actually met in person. Our thoughts meet so often….It would certainly be awesome.
As for your Fateful meeting with Irene…Ohh I’m listening to her right now..and its heaven! Wow. It just captivates….
I love airports and train stations too..and i make up stories in my head too while people pass by….my hubby has heard many of my concoctions while traveling with me
May you always follow your intuition and may your intuitiveness rub off on all of us too
Lots of love
Z
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Hello Jay!
Awesome story, and I mean that. I love that you have conversations with yourself, of course, so do I so… I think that means we are just in tune with our intuition!
So many would ignore that voice, dismissing it as just some random series of thoughts, but you didn’t. You listened, followed your heart and was rewarded for it to boot! I think it’s a powerful thing you did and I find it inspiring me to be more aware of my inner voice.
Thank you
@Zeenat – I love that idea of all of us getting together. That would rock! You’re right…our minds meet in so many different places at different times, to all be together in person would be awesome beyond all measure.
@Keith – I agree about us being in tune with our intuition. I like that thought a lot better than the thought of being crazy! I’m glad this post is inspiring you to be more aware of your inner voice. It really does lead to some awesome experiences, such as the one in this post
I loved this story! You gave me goosebumps. What a nice reminder to listen to that inner voice, even when it sounds crazy.
By the way, just wanted to let you know I shot you an email. Hopefully it doesn’t go to spam!
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Jay, I don’t think I’ve visited here before but I wanted to comment on this story. Very very moving. I welled up with the beauty of two people connecting and touching each other with a need. Thank you.
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