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It’s Friday Already!

April 9th, 2011 No Comments » Filed under Acknowledgement

My friends over the years have always laughed at me in that way that only true friends mirror back to you with the humor of their acceptance. It happens that as far in the past as I can remember, I always was a junky for that human connection that comes from a smile, a hug, or a soul to soul conversation. It felt so good that it was always the rule to see me hug total strangers on the street after a glance or a two word phrase. I felt it kept me alive…little did I know consciously at the time that there was a very good reason for that. We are all one and living with the pretension of being so separated and in  competition with one another, was a huge burden to carry. So, I went through life acknowledging as many people as I could looking for my drug…the need to be connected, even if it was just waving at every person at every car that passed by when I was 5 years old…it makes me happy that my grandson inherited that condition…a bigger than him need to connect to strangers…what does that mean…that they are not strangers for him, the way they were not strangers for me at an unconscious level.

A few weeks ago in the fast forward wave we are riding, a dear friend on Facebook, the “Hawk”, who has earned her name with honor for walking through life like the sacred bird of the soul, with keen vision, and….., posted in Facebook, one phrase:  “It’s Friday already”. That phrase brought instant memories of  a story about an encounter with a “soul sister” or what we call a “stranger” in this planet. I couldn’t resist to share with my friend the “Hawk” that her post reminded me of this story and I promised to tell her the story…here it goes, a few weeks late, but you don’t mess with a hawk :) .

It was Friday night, late, close to 10 pm.(at the time I did catering on top of my Hispanic Media advertising job, so I had to prepare some food for a client. I headed to the Safeway in Adams Morgan. The place was empty.  You could feel the “farandula” on the streets, and the restaurants and bars around were filled with guests ready to decompress after a rat race week. I did my shopping slowly, almost in slow motion.  When I was done, I walked on the empty aisles heading to the cashier. By the time I was approaching the hall to find the probably only open cashier, there was a black woman probably in her fifties like myself, coming towards me.  She looked at me straight in the eyes and said “It’s Friday!  Already”  I stopped, connected with her eyes and answered, somehow like picking up a conversation we have had before, that was written in the wind… like in total astonishment of that strange perception of time we are used to…”Yes! Can you believe it?…like that, just like that and I snapped my fingers in disbelief.

“Yes!” she said emphasizing even more that sense of absurdity of time, and repeated “Can you believe it?” echoing my disbelief.

“Before you know, you realize on a  Fridays that  5 years went by”, just like that” I added opening my arms to gesture with my hands the feeling of empathy and acknowledgment… Yes!!! years gone…just like that…She answered: “Yes!!! Just like that.  It was then when we started a duo of laughter.  The kind of laughter that comes from your stomach…the best kind, especially if it is in the same frequence of vibration. From then on,   we completely lost track of time. I don’t know how long we laughed, I don’t know if there were people around, I don’t know if the cashier was there watching us…it felt like it was her and myself our laughter, our connection and the thought we were sharing…the absurdity of time. I don’t know how long the laughter lasted. I know it lasted as long as we both were completely satisfied with its vibration. I know when it finally ended  felt like I landed in my body again and there it was. The cashier probably patiently waiting to run our  groceries through the register. We cashed out and hugged. A long,  bear endearing and grateful hug with no restrictions. We both thanked each other. “Have a beautiful life and see you in five years” I said laughing. We smiled with that satisfied smile that comes after pleasure, a moment of  oneness in the land of separation… each one took her own way. I never saw her again, and I always will remember her with gratefulness and love for those moments of  joy.

Thank you Bertee, for reminding me of that experience.

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