Two things – i: there are no coincidences in life and, ii: pure Love is blind.
I’m not usually a dilly-dallyer; this past Friday morning was an exception. I was shuffling my feet to make the 6:51 bus. If I didn’t get it, no big deal; the 7:04 was close behind. Ordinarily, I would livened my step to catch the 6:51, but well, see point i. The 7:04 it was.
i: there are no coincidences in life.
About halfway through my Friday morning commute, a young woman boarded the bus. By this time, most of the seats were occupied leaving her with the sole option of sitting in the front inward facing seats. With me in my usual forward facing seat, this girl was now part of my permanent landscape.
Unless I was to have made the concerted choice to divert my gaze or close my eyes, every action of this young woman was directly in my field of vision. With really no purposeful intention, I found my eyes fixed on her.
She shifted in her seat to get settled; she straightened her toque; she had a sip of her coffee; then, she pulled her phone out of her purse. This is when it changed. Initially, for whatever reason, this woman had captured my mind’s attention. As I watched her “interact” with her phone, my Heart’s attention was drawn in.
She frowned with frustration, raised her eyebrows in surprise, pursed her lips in disagreement and smiled with happiness. With each expression, I felt more and more connected to this person. It was as though her emotion became my emotion. When she attempted to hold back an unexpected laugh, I couldn’t help but to genuinely smile – like, one of those smiles you couldn’t get rid of if you tried. It made me happy to see her happy. Knowing why or what had made her smile wasn’t of importance. My Heart was only interested in her happiness. I felt my Heart was invested in her Heart; I truly cared about her. And, that’s when I got it.
ii: pure Love is blind.
I’ve read about it, tried to write about it, spoken about it and, in fact, it’s what the[heart]movement embodies – being Love. And now, I had finally experienced that universal Love towards my fellow man – a stranger. The back story of our triumphs and challenges don’t matter, what matters is that we all experience them. One of life’s greatest paradoxes is that “we’re all different and yet the same”. I thought, every emotion I’ve experienced, this girl has, too. Every feeling my Heart has felt, hers has too. This was our connection. This is the connection we all share; our Heart.
The reason that the title of this post uses the word “found” is because, in that moment, I found a Love that’s always been in my Heart. A Love that doesn’t need to know the person it’s for; a Love that doesn’t care what that person stands for or what they look like or what they believe in. I think, for about ten minutes last Friday morning, I was being Love.
But, I have to be honest, the feeling I experienced on the bus that morning passed almost as quickly as it came. What stayed, however, is that I now know it’s in there. I now know that I can be Love. If those ten minutes on the bus is at all the promise of what being Love is, then I think I might just sell my truck.
be Love.
