I went out the door and have since, come back from acupuncture.
On my way home an old disheveled man sitting under an overpass going into Chinatown said as I smiled with him walking by,
“There is no beginning and there is no end.”
“God is inside of me, and outside there.” he frantically waved his hands around himself.
I stopped. I listened. I said “I agree with you. He is in me and he’s in there” as I stomped on the ground with my right foot. He laughed and said “true”. I began to walk away smiling. A genuine smile. The man yelled “thank you, I love you!” I smiled saying thank you and walked on.
How come when I’m at my lowest, there is always an angel who understands. Of all the people I passed and looked at, this one person, I genuinely smiled with rather than, at.