It's Amazing

It's amazing just how many Path's have been reunited with My Path in these past three or four weeks. I believe that the Great Mystery has intended for these reunion's to be initiated. For this to even happen required Holy Intervention. This is something far beyond anything I would have imagined or even thought possible. Just about that not too damned long ago...

...it is amazing to see and experience within my energies a lightening of something that must have been mighty heavy. Something wild and mystic has been passing my Spirit's by and I thought I better fetch some of these wonderful Kinfolk and Kindred from a different time and the distance of time. Thirty, thirty something, forty or so years ago, these Folk's were a part of my life and a piece of what was pumping in my blood during that 'era' in my life and Path. These words echo to my childhood. I mean, to the early years of childhood. A very dear and good best friend and I spoke today for what must have been the first time in twenty-something-years...

...there has been my reunions with two very close brotherhood, school and best of friendship dear friends. The sleep overs and dinners and trips to the beach.

It is amazing that not too much longer than an hour and one half ago, I was on the telephone with my very own 'Earth Angel' and her hubby, my buddy, my Hero. I also spoke with an awesome and very dear friend who blasted in from New York City in the early 1970's. His brother in tow. My God, how could such an extraordinary family from New York City, with two teenage Yankee Feller's ever become two of my brother's. And their Aunt Carmen, became my Aunt Carmen. Their Abuela, became my Abuela. Thin as a rail she was, yet so strong, beautiful and full of an energy. I wish I had taken more advantage of her teaching's. I so vividly remember this one time as a pre-teen, working in a fine dining establishment here in Tampa, I got so totally trashed with Orange Juice and Vodka that I forgot who I was. I was twelve. We listened to Herbie Hancock's Water melon man, outside of the restuarant. My dearest Mom and Aunt Carmen, showered me and put me to rest their on the sofa. Safe at Aunt Carmen's and away from my Dad. Ha!

A few weeks ago my Path crossed paths with One who I served with in the Military. She is one who I would have taken a bullet for back then, although I am uncertain as to whether she really knew that. Oh, the memories that I have tucked away! The autobahn with the Island-Man driving 85 KPH. Though these memories are of years ago, some are so fresh it is as if they happened just a few years ago.

There is one who wore the blue shirt and worked with me in the Big Blue Box. One-Who-Has-A-Cowboy-Name. I love him! The Kid is so cool.

My young Cousin shooting me an e-mail with 'enough of the cowboy's already'. He who was once my Little Buddy is now a Peace Officer. A Daddy too. I am so damned proud of him and his wife, the Southern version of The Bionic Woman. With a body to go with that title too. Yes. Just yes.

Spoke with both 'Baby Sister's' today too! I am so stoked! And Blessed. Thank You, Great Spirit!