"Abruptly, circumstances arrange themselves so that the commonplace becomes the significant and the routine the memorable---so memorable that perhaps it changes you for the rest of your life.
Sometimes, what you encounter is simply a time and a place.
Usually, though, a truly memorable encounter involves some one else. There has to be an exchange of some kind, an insight, an awareness that lingers in the mind, impervious to time. Afterward you know that you have learned something valuable---something that can't always be described exactly, or measured, or fully explained. But something.
When one of these luminous encounters take place, most people feel an impulse to preserve it, somehow. Some try to keep a tangible reminder: a flower, a photograph,, a handkerchief, perhaps.
A writer tries to preserve it in words".
In the words above, they come from one of my most favorite author of everyday life that counts. It comes from a chapter in a tattered and worn book that came to me as a gift from a long, long time friend that is a Methodist. My uncle was a Methodist minister for 50 years. So when I began to read this gifted book, many things just set off bells-a-ringing from what I had heard my uncle say at family gatherings this time of year.
The chapter is entitled: The Gift of Bright Encounters. The book is entitled: A Tough of Wonder. The author was: Arthur Gordon. If any of you have read some of my old post on a regular basis, you will note that in some situations, I will write that I had to pull, Author Gordon, off the shelf again. Over the years of this blog, I have made that statement many times.
Well, yesterday, I met two of the sharpest young men that I have meet in sometime. They were polite. They were gracious. They were from West Coast to almost the Eastern seaboard. And, they were certainly not expecting me and I wasn't expecting them as I rounded a corner. But, as Arthur noted above, it was a luminous encounter. Literately because one of the young men got his brother on the phone for me to say hello to as well.
Usually, I don't pass out my business cards to the younger crowd but these two just inspired me to offer each one a card. Mason, even made a comment about the background on my card, which is native prairie grasses. In short, I welcome any comments that they would have from my website, because they got it right from jump street. Photography is my passion and anyone that can understand the layout scheme of my site are visionaries indeed.
So, Mason and Aidan ( I hope I got your name spelled correctly) I hope to run into you buds again. It was a joy meeting you both.
Any time you, Mason, want to go to Truckee---give me a shout out, And Aidan, I love the Adirondacks, too!
To Mason and Aidan from the bottom of my heart.
Have a blessed Christmas, indeed
