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Let me preface this post by saying a couple of things -- first, it's way off topic but for some reason I feel compelled to share it.
Second, it is the belief system of Sherpa style Buddhists of which I am one that we never meet a stranger. Every encounter is based on a past life experience. Based on past karma this can be either good or bad.
The other day at the dentist's office I'd done the misery and came out to the reception area to settle up and schedule the next round of misery.
There were 5 people in the waiting area. One was a mother with a perhaps six month old baby. When the baby saw me and made eye contact it went crazy. He started jumping, struggling, squealing, raising a never ending bunch of real hell. He extended his arms toward me and kept up the heavy duty fuss.
This went on all the while I was getting my business done. Once finished I walked over to the baby and he got even crazier. The waiting patients were obviously surprised at the kid's behavior and the mother said, "I don't know what's got into him. He never acts like this."
I said, "Can I hold him for a minute?"
Mom said, "Sure." So, up came the baby.
This kid mauled me. About like a lonesome puppy that's been home alone all day long and you walk in. The kid grabbed me by the ear and hair and tried to kiss me but was just gumming my face pretty good. Hugging, kissing, wildly happy, making lots of noises that baby's make. Never broke eye contact and was trying his best to tell me something.
Why? I'm a stranger and kids, especially babies, don't like me much. I think it's my deep voice and my "don't give me any BS" attitude that turns them off. But this kid just bypassed all this and went straight to the heart.
Now the kicker. As I tell Rusty and all my pals -- this is my own philosophy and for amusement only. I think this kid was an old friend from a past life, maybe even a relative, and he was trying to tell me this. "I may see you only this once in this life but I want you to know how much I value you. I've seen you before many times and I'll see you again many times -- maybe only once in this life but I want you to know I love you. I had to get this done one way or the other."
So, I told the kid, "I love you, too" and handed him back to his mother.
Everybody in the office watched this encounter in amazement but it seemed a very natural meeting to me. And, I'll never forget that kid -- just as I never forget any other old friend.
Second, it is the belief system of Sherpa style Buddhists of which I am one that we never meet a stranger. Every encounter is based on a past life experience. Based on past karma this can be either good or bad.
The other day at the dentist's office I'd done the misery and came out to the reception area to settle up and schedule the next round of misery.
There were 5 people in the waiting area. One was a mother with a perhaps six month old baby. When the baby saw me and made eye contact it went crazy. He started jumping, struggling, squealing, raising a never ending bunch of real hell. He extended his arms toward me and kept up the heavy duty fuss.
This went on all the while I was getting my business done. Once finished I walked over to the baby and he got even crazier. The waiting patients were obviously surprised at the kid's behavior and the mother said, "I don't know what's got into him. He never acts like this."
I said, "Can I hold him for a minute?"
Mom said, "Sure." So, up came the baby.
This kid mauled me. About like a lonesome puppy that's been home alone all day long and you walk in. The kid grabbed me by the ear and hair and tried to kiss me but was just gumming my face pretty good. Hugging, kissing, wildly happy, making lots of noises that baby's make. Never broke eye contact and was trying his best to tell me something.
Why? I'm a stranger and kids, especially babies, don't like me much. I think it's my deep voice and my "don't give me any BS" attitude that turns them off. But this kid just bypassed all this and went straight to the heart.
Now the kicker. As I tell Rusty and all my pals -- this is my own philosophy and for amusement only. I think this kid was an old friend from a past life, maybe even a relative, and he was trying to tell me this. "I may see you only this once in this life but I want you to know how much I value you. I've seen you before many times and I'll see you again many times -- maybe only once in this life but I want you to know I love you. I had to get this done one way or the other."
So, I told the kid, "I love you, too" and handed him back to his mother.
Everybody in the office watched this encounter in amazement but it seemed a very natural meeting to me. And, I'll never forget that kid -- just as I never forget any other old friend.