Day 109i: Saved by Saint Selvin … (August 16, 2019)
It had already been a difficult day, without question – what with all the fatigue and the heat and the cars racing past my aching feet and the noise and the dirt and the scowling sadness of fellow brothers & sisters seemingly inundated by the meaningless drone of lives not yet well-lived. And so it was when I intuitively stopped into the vast lobby of a Horizon Insurance high-rise to ask for a glass of water and rest a bit – and so it was that I was suddenly greeted warmly and treated like royalty by the young employees on call there – and so it was that Selvin walked with me to a local eatery and bought me a falafel wrap – and so it was that my spirits were buoyed once more by the love that lives in the heart of us all, waiting patiently to be reborn in every act of charity …
“Most people live by selling something, and thereby give little – and thereby sell their Souls. Stop doing this, if you are doing it … Traveling ‘solo’ through life does not ever mean traveling alone. The absence of others entirely indicates a very rare (and often appropriately regretful) isolation. Traveling ‘solo’ by contrast, is a willful decision to be the full & sole architect of one’s interactions with others. It is the freedom to see every normal thing encountered as wondrous and the freedom to embrace every stranger as a friend.” ~ inspired by Robert Louis Stevenson & Gina Greenlee
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