Warehouse Wanderings

A wave of turquoise floats by

The teal energy envelopes all in it’s path.

I can feel it before my eyes are able to grasp from where it originates.

A grey, fur-trimmed, head-hugging cold weather chapeau, bobs amongst the shorter shelves that house a myriad of snack foods, and chocolate treats.

It’s deep, dark-water colored turquoise wool goes beautifully with the owner’s own silvery pixie cut.

A jewel floating amongst the aisles of Costco, she may only be about 4’8”, though she walks taller than the massive shelves bursting with cases of water, oozing of 5lb jars of peanut butter, dark-smelling hearty bags of coffee, and enormous jars of ketchup. 

As we walk towards the exit, we go up to her, because her energy calls to ours, sings the song of the mockingbird, not that of the sirene.

She is beautiful, more so, on the inside than she is outwardly. I can FEEL the peace that follows her everywhere, like that fleeting whiff of a honeysuckle vine that beckons you from around the corner.

The goodness that eminates from her is palpable, in my mind, I reach out to touch it. My skin needs to know it’s real…it tingles with excitement.

We speak with her, my mom and I, and spend, what seems like days, talking about how good attracts good, how our energies are connected, and how excited we are to finally meet.

She’s more religious, we more spiritual, but we cannot deny the other world’s connection our spirits have…it’s as if we have been reunited with a long lost friend.  It’s a beautiful moment.

We hug, when hugging was still encouraged, and never given a second thought because of an unseen foe.  Refreshed and smiling, we part…excited to pass along the moment, the feelings, the afternoon of a great wanderings in a warehouse, to others who will nod with understanding.

Feb/April 2020