In January as we turned a new year, I went exploring in the headlands and ended up on this beach. It was the first time in 12 years that I'd found it. I was ready to heal from the impressive injuries of 2016 - both the emotional ones and the physical ones. As I climbed down to this last peak, there was a man standing here with a warm and bright sunset glow doing a tree pose with his arms out. I had the camera on me that day and took his photo. As he turned to climb and pass me, he was very interested in the camera so we spoke a good while about it.
Tonight, eight months later, I returned there to watch the sunset and clear my mind. As I stepped onto the trail there was a man coming out. It was him and it stopped me dead in my tracks. No kidding? I've met you here before! Is what I said to him. He remembered details about my life. We wished each other well, a second time now, and I went down to this last peak. This time I was the one standing there and the beach was desolate due to high tide. I gave three solid om's to the crushing ocean with my eyes closed and my hands in prayer at my chest. I was taken by the fiery heat between my palms. But I was even more taken by our profound connectedness.
If you don't believe in divine timing, you may want to think it over... it's the time you're livin' on. 🏼