“Always look for that good in somebody, no matter what walk of life, or whatever that person is, there is always something. Any human on Earth has that something good inside of them. You may have to search deeper, but we need to try to find that goodness in all people”
Serendipity, Karma, Fate, Accident, Coincidence or any other theories from Gestalt to a broad range of reference on a number of laws of attraction, all concepts to consider when I met strangers turned friends, Autumn and Jason.
In this essay, I promise that I am not wearing any symbolic pendant or sporting any form of religious apparel. So you are safe in the knowledge that you aren’t being led toward jumping off any new age pier or being recruited to a cult fellowship in my opening cosmic references.
I’m not trying to lean towards the spiritual or supernatural in the authoring of this essay, but I have to say, that there were way too many experiences in my 365 travels, which through a great variety of situations, prove that the idea of attraction is not to be ignored.
Truths that revealed themselves via the notion of positive does actually attract positive. Truths that also led to darker paths, by contrast, showcasing the sadder side of this human experience. That being the equally suggestive findings that negative outlooks do manifest themselves in attracting the same, and within the two sides of these scales of reference is the place where most of us exist as we try to figure out exactly how to navigate our futures and master self.
So in the middle I comfortably sit, not rich, not poor; not ill, corrupted our contemptuous, but still nowhere near any nirvana of mental, physical and spiritual balance.
Some day of this project have been overflowing with amazing gifts and inspiration, others have straight-lined my heart as if I was floating in miles of still water. Yet in either, and for all of us, there is opportunity to be understood. The challenge in doing so is really quite easy, requires no capital investment, no hours of psychological treatment and no exposing of any vulnerable self-issue. Only three tools are needed to survive, and even flourish in this middle ground of life: The ability to look, the desire to listen, and the discipline to hear. All attributes that collide with me that day as I met Autumn and Jason.
It started with a distant sighting of Autumn (as she walked on the sidewalk) during a commute with my family. We were only a block from our home when my wife leaned to me in saying, “Go talk to her.”
Into the driveway I ripped and off to approach my, at that point, unknown friend. I sprinted, grabbing my equipment, as I found myself doing a side swaying racing walk as I banked around a corner just ahead of where we first took glimpse of Autumn. But she was nowhere in sight.
Well, I was of the house, and with camera in hand I decided to keep moving in a South bound stroll. It was good thing that I did. For on the next block I again saw Autumn as she was stopped in conversation with Jason.
I approached them respectfully. Not wanting to interrupt a conversation that I assumed was between familiar friends. To my amazement, that was not the case.
Per Jason, “I don’t know Autumn, forty-four days ago I committed to meet a stranger every day and as I was driving she caught my attention. So I stopped to talk to her.”
I was floored! Seemed Jason was on the same path as I and he too had felt of the vibe Autumn was giving off.
It was beyond me, but for some reason, I felt we were supposed to be talking. Without reservation the three of us found ourselves engulfed in conversation with a feeling that was reminiscent of friends who had known each other for life. The comfort level we shared was overwhelming, even sharing hugs and departing sentiments in the closing of our short time together. Per the words of Jason, “This has been the highlight of my day.”
“Oh my goodness,” Autumn expressed in starting her council to us all, “and I have to put my ego aside to say that we all have the same answer within us. We are the reflection of one another. God living through us to experience itself, and the loving wisdom of the universe; the answer, and the key, is to love one another, and if we do, then we can love ourselves.”
Jason added (and remember we were all total strangers), “Always look for that good in somebody, no matter what walk of life, or whatever that person is, there is always something. Any human on Earth has that something good inside of them. You may have to search deeper, but we need to try to find that goodness in all people.
In a nutshell, try to connect with as many people as you can and find out the good in each person. That is why I am doing what I am doing.”
We looked ahead as Autumn presented her findings, “I’m living in the present moment.” she paraphrased. “Memories of the past is a gone technology. I don’t need to recall all these little files of my past experiences. So as far as being in the moment and projecting that to what the future will be like for others. The only hope that I would have is that human beings, as they return within and live the higher consciousness. The consciousness we are meant to experience on Earth now; the human nature, to create and co-create. That we may choose to co-create the higher consciousness as a collective.”
Jason took cue. “I’m not trying to piggy back off what Autumn said, but in my journey I’ve found myself, especially in the last year and a half, searching for that higher consciousness, and to just be in control of emotions and stuff like that.”
It was such a trippy afternoon, one that lead me to let go of trying to control, or even understand what drew us all together. But one thing I cannot deny is the spirit that was dwelling with Autumn, Jason and myself that summer day was real.
Jason spoke of a united society, “A hundred years from now? It would be ideal if everybody can be in tune with their higher man and all operating in their higher consciousness.”
Autumn added on coming back to center with a strong challenge, one that was interestingly presented in the most peaceful of tone, “So again, we need to get beyond all the civil bullshit. The terrorism The ego I-am, and get into the collective I-am; to ascend beyond these lower realms in which we have been living.”
“Right,” Jason aligned (it was like these two had known each other forever). “Beyond religious barriers and certain sects that kind have of imprisoned some people. We have to try to connect with that higher being. All one synchronized movement— all in one.”
He spoke of his journey, “If I could try to get a grasp of what consciousness is. How to tap into certain energy levels and stuff like that. If somebody could make me understand that.”
With a wonderful Jamaican accent, Jason (as Autumn had done) took a breath in and challenged us, “I think that it is our moral responsibility to be able to help people that way. Just like we say, we are all humans. And if one person is working on a lower frequency, we all have the responsibility to try to show him how to get to the next level.
For example: If it is an addiction, then we have to find out what is causing a person’s suffering. We have to try to get to the bottom. Too not judge and to consider what is causing him to deflect to the bottle.”
Jason talked of his forty-four days of reaching out. “How far I’ve gotten has been from meeting people who did not prejudge me. Oh, you’re black! or, anything like that. You know what I mean. I’ve found out that not everybody is bigoted and I try to be that kind of person.
I meditate in the mornings and visualize how I want my day to go, and it’s been working for me so far.
We are all connected. We are all one. That is what I have noticed”
Jason concluded. “For me, this is a mental exercise to overlook whatever physical barriers people may have.”
Serendipity, Karma, Fate, Accident, Coincidence or any other thought from Gestalt to a broad range of reference on a number of laws of attraction, who knows for sure of their existence? Yet, time, some science and personal experience in leaning us in a direction to at least examining the validity of these unseen powers, and for whatever reason, some universal force had put three absolute strangers together that day to test the thesis. Strangers who all confessed of a shared feeling that drew us all to one similar geographic location for a brief encounter in understanding one another.
There is hope for unity around us, and regarding the tools that may lead us there, might I once again propose a few: Look, Listen and Hear.
To my new friends Autumn and Jason, keep moving forward, knowing that we hear you.