Julian gabriel

Talking with homeless man in Starbucks

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Today I saw the village homeless man in Starbucks and so I went inside and sat next to him because I was lonely and it was cold outside.

he began to talk and talk and talk. 
I sat and listened so intently that I heard my own assumptions about his words in his words

My eyes fixated on the homeless man’s face to such an extent that his face resembled the face of the guru I had been searching for.

I found that I was afraid of his acceptance of me, I found that I was afraid of his vision of my face and my body and my mind and my heart. 

I knew he was a fraction of this warm snowy night at Starbucks, and so was I.

but as he spoke and I relaxed into his words knowing he would continue to speak with the same realness no matter if I laughed at him or closed my eyes or mocked him, I found my inner peaceful youth resting for the first time in a while and it felt like magic and for an instant I felt as if I was the entire scene.

 

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Yeah it's crazy how much wisdom homeless people can provide us sometimes. Glad for your experience :) 

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