Okay so there you go. After only three days of walking (Two and a half really, but who's counting) I got a ride in a car.
I may have compromised the integrity of the mission but I feel like it was the right thing to do. It would have been a supreme act of ingratitude to refuse a ride from this person who I did my best to help. There was no way that I was going to be privy to that kind of energy and neglect of spirit.
I believe that I came along at just the right time to help this man. And he got to return the favor by helping me. This is the ultimate win-win. I keep thinking that if I was still working at the library, this never would have happened. I am so pleased I was out on the road that day, in that perfect spot for this to occur. That I had so many flat tires and dead batteries when I was younger to help this man in his moment of need.
I am still irritated that I had a moment of weakness when he said he could give me a ride and I thought about refusing him to continue walking on some damn moralistic crusade. I am so glad I turned away from that fool-hearty line of thinking.
So thank you Man who's car blew a flat and gave me a ride to town just what I was feeling worn out and in need of help. We both met up at the exact perfect moment in time and this feels like some kind of blessing.
I look forward to many more instances of divine spark and fortunate connection along the path. These are the moments that will make this journey stand out and shine...
July 13, 2014
2 years ago