Had just come back from the toilet, and a man stood with a wallet in his hand- well, yes he had paid for a coffee. And i aksed him what the occassion was, but there was none. He placed his hands on my shoulder and said, it is not everyone who is egodriven in todays society, even though much of the day is ego driven or focused, because everything is quick, quick, quick & me, me and me! Well, a kind human.. but then when i saw him rush out of the door and i could follow him down the street and gone he was, i came to think of one word Angel and it is only because, i have heard about them, read about encounters and not just here- and how they seemingly pop up and showing up out of nowhere and when they have done their act of a kind samaritan, they just dash off anew! It was also the something else, he said "you looked like someone, who could need this! you looked philosofical!" Fact of the matter was, i was trying to focus on my arts and then took a toilet break, and was also trying to be a bit discrete about monitoring my surroundings, as i was in a public place! Some asian people were next to me, and on the left and the right side- some young ones! So, almost as usual i was in the middle of "all this jazz" and cultural diversity and what-not. I think he must have seen me, and then saw me leave for the mens-room and then he must have thought, now it is! But who was he really?
First post in the January. Hope you all have a very happy and very fruitful month, and stepping out of whatever barrenness!
Peacefully, and with Love & Light, from Dragonfly.
How are you my friend? I thought of you last night and the Friday church... and so it was a pleasure to once again read your descriptive words of your environment and what you see and sense with your artist's spiritual eye. I saved a UTube video of your Kolding and watch it every once in awhile. A nice and vibrant place to live and work and play. 
How are you this year, Sandy?
I am flying out of Sydney for the US to visit my family on Wednesday and to be there for the birth of my first grandchild and I am starting to miss George already. 
I know he will be okay and I know I will be okay...so I wonder, why am I so nervous?
not the brightest move on my part, eh? 
I tell you I never new there were so many ways for a plane to fall out of the skies. 
Although, I am sure our planes are in tip top condition, being properly de iced and with the best of pilots at the helm. 