The People I Meet

This will perhaps be the most rapidly written blog of all time -- for me. Typically, when I write, I jot down some thoughts, look at them, think, jot down some more thoughts, look at them, write some more, think, and so on and so on . This process can take hours, but I enjoy it.

But, I've not written anything here for several weeks, and have been thinking how much time I haven't had time to write anything here. So, for the sake of writing something here, anything, I'm doing this one in 10 minutes. I know that will help jump start me to share my thoughts, which ultimately cleanses my mind. Refreshing.

Sooo ...

Fate is a funny thing.  I often take a moment when meeting someone to think about fate and why that person has entered my life. Some folks get a quick, "Well, that was nice." Some get a, "Hmmm, interesting." And others get the, "I have got to find out more about this person and his/her connection to me."

I have 7 minutes left to finish this ...

When pondering those connections of others, my instincts say, "push and find out more." Another smaller part of me says, "let it run its course." Such contrast. But, ultimately I try to go with "let it run its course." That wasn't always the case for me in the past, as my internal anxieties (instincts noted above) so many times would fight their way forward and try to flush everything out as quickly as possible.

But, I am increasingly realizing that it will eventually become clear to me the role and meaning of others in my life if I am able to just "be." If I can peacefully do that, just be, I'll see the answers. Could be nothing, a passing meeting. Could be someone who brings an interesting perspective to my life. Best yet, might be someone who says or does something that brings peace.

As I said, patience hasn't always been a strong suit. Why else would I try to write a blog in 10 minutes? (This one took me 20, by the way.) But, I know today that the ebb and flow of people in my life is really a wonderful thing. Washing up on shore to meet me like the waves of the ocean I so enjoy.

As a friend I met years and years ago once told me, "Brotha, let it be."