The Grace of Chance Encounters

I have been walking my dog along Max Patch Road for all of the years that I have lived here. Recently, just as I was figuring out Coco is deaf and blind and can’t do the same kind of walks we have done before, I finally realized he could not see or hear cars as he had always done. There aren’t many cars in our remote world out here, but my very last day of taking him out without a leash, before I completely understood the situation, I was very nervous getting him home from that walk, and had to signal to any cars to watch out for him because I couldn’t even call him back to me since he can’t hear.

One woman stopped to talk about him. I can’t quite remember how the conversation started, but suddenly it seemed as if we were old friends and I believe we both recognized the fact. She and her husband live just about a half a mile from me and moved here at almost exactly the same time I did six years ago. They had me for dinner tonight and lively conversation made several hours pass quickly.

I do believe there is an intricate and exquisite design behind everything that happens, and the times when it is seen are very comforting. This is especially so after something like what I wrote about yesterday – an inexplicable, sudden death by lightning. I needed to see again the strange and beautiful patterns of life emerging from what seems like its random chaos. I got a deep glimpse of that tonight. It helps. I do love the world.


2 Responses to “The Grace of Chance Encounters”

  1. Nancy Whitlow Says:

    For what it is worth, yesterday’s incident reminded me of a story in Indian mythology. There was a meeting of the clans who were about to fight in the battle of Kurukshetra, the battle in which the Bhagavad Gita takes place. Krishna was one of the leaders of the clan. Krishna was considered to be divine in a human body. One of the men got up at the meeting and was berating Krishna at length, for what I don’t remember. Krishna sat unmoved and unconcerned until at one point he stood up and threw a weapon called a chakra, a small spinning wheel, and killed the man. People were stunned because it was so totally unlike Krishna. He explained that that man had not wanted to take birth in this life, but was needed. The man agreed to be born on the condition that he be killed by Krishna.
    I wonder if the woman who died yesterday was a Cherokee in her last life and this was the way she chose to go.
    It is not a thing I would share with the young man or their families, not knowing how they would feel about it and not knowing really that anything like that is true, but I do wonder and share it for what it is worth. It was such an unlikely and seemingly uncalled for incident, but it was at a sacred place by what we call an act of god.

  2. Tayria Ward Says:

    Yes, Nancy, the story is so stunning that there must be some huge mystery behind it. I can only hope that her families and the young man find the best way possible to live with it and think about it. We’ll keep praying.

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