I was feeling off when I got up this morning. I woke up at 5 AM and couldn’t go back to sleep. It was still dark outside, so I did an early morning meditation in hopes to re-ground myself.
When it was light enough out, I took the furry ones for their walk and continued to make coffee and get dressed so I could make my bus by 8:20.
It was threatening rain, so I grabbed my rain jacket, my lunch( I made extra for those that I would be sharing with), my tea and my bag with all of my other goodies that I carry with me.
The bus driver got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning and decided to take it out on my knee. As I was looking for a place to sit, she punched the gas pedal and I fell into the metal frame around the seat. Ouch….
At my transfer, I asked the next bus driver if she could tell me when we would be at the number 4 transfer so I could make it to my doctor’s appointment; she gave me a blank stare. I sighed…climbed on the bus and hoped maybe I would see it.
When I realized I had gone too far, I felt that uneasy feeling climb up my insides. Yep, I was going to miss my appointment.
I got off the bus, and asked a gentleman for a smoke and that is when the tears fell from my eyes. I sat there for a minute, regrouped, called to let the medical office know I wouldn’t be there, she was very nice and rescheduled for me. Since this was my last bus pass until I get paid, I would have to wait until next week.
I decided to go ahead and get my lab work taken care of at the clinic I was at and continue on to see my new friend at the Goodwill to see about job offers.
She wanted me to go back that afternoon to talk to another lady about an office position, so I agreed and then decided to go to my favorite water gardens to eat my lunch(literally) and maybe some fresh air would do me some good.
I took some more pictures and found a nice serene spot that was cool and peaceful. I closed my eyes and let the wind wash away my irksome morning.
When I was finished eating, I headed back to the bus station and sitting on the ledge was a lovely young lady playing the violin. The sounds of the bow caressing the treble strings flowed through my soul and I had to sit and listen as the calm washed over me.
I dug through my wallet only to find enough change that equaled maybe 50 cents. I put them in her case with the rest of the change. She stopped playing, stood up, faced me and belted the most beautiful song A Capella. The tears streamed down my face as her expression filled my very being.
When she was finished, she gave me a hug and said “Everything is going to be alright, you are a strong woman”
I smiled and asked for her name. Elizabeth Joy.
I wish I knew the song…….
I went back to the bus depot and as I was waiting, there was a car parked across the street with the words ‘Hope’ on the side of it.
I went back to Goodwill with a smile on my face and a knowing-
Everything IS going to be alright.
And I did share my lunch with the young lady that is going to classes to get her G.E.D.
With Hugs and Hope