I stayed overnight Friday in Delta with Rhonda, Jody’s cousin. We had never met … and we talked for six hours. How lovely. And it was big talk. The journeys each of us had taken in life. Memories of Jody. How her husband Todd is “the bomb”. What the heck does that mean, I thought. Well, Rhonda was smiling so much that I figured it had to be something darn good. We were old friends who were in each other’s presence for the first time.
Rhonda and I had trouble connecting with each other before my visit. She never responded to any of my e-mails. I was sad about that. I just didn’t know what that meant. Why wouldn’t she want to see me? I had never done anything bad to her. And then I heard from her that all my messages had ended up in her Spam folder. Oh, Bruce. Don’t assume stuff about people. Silly goose. Rhonda and I will definitely meet again and continue the conversation.
Next in my pilgrimage towards great souls was my old friend Joel. We hadn’t seen each other for 29 years. Joel was (and still is) a personal development seminar leader and I was one of his associates. I led some seminars too, with the benefit of Joel’s coaching. We were also friends who loved each other very much. And still do. One more time on my westward journey picking up with someone from where we left off decades ago.
Joel showed me around his community – White Rock – as we floated over the land in his convertible. Then we sat on a bench by the ocean, for an hour or more. Over the water were islands. I saw people sleeping. He saw turtles. No right or wrong. Joel told me of leading seminars on A Course In Miracles, spiritual books written by an unknown author. I remember reading most of the Course. My favourite quote from it? “Is it an evil to be punished or a mistake to be corrected?” For others and for me, I vote for the latter. Joel sat on the bench being happy. His work touches his fellow man. He and his wife Marim love each other unconditionally. And he lives in paradise.
In the evening, I was off to see Jake again. Have I ever mentioned to you how much I want to act? If not, let me spell it out. I want to be Jake! I was back in Bellingham, Washington again. Sitting in the front row again, this time for the closing performance of Jake’s Women. The actors hit it hard this time. The energy onstage was huge! Nobody talked louder or moved more dramatically than last time. The whole cast was just “there”. Present. Living the moment. So many 1-1 interactions were spot on … eye contact, touching, real. The actor who played Jake just glowed. As the actors left the stage after their bows, the actress who played Molly at age 12 smiled at me. Thank you, young lady.
Wow. So many humans … and I’m one of them. It’s a good planet to hang out on. A good journey that Scarlet and I are feeling. A good life.