“My” Path (Coffee Crossroads)
As I write this I’m unsure of the meaning … so let’s just go with it!
There was a pivotal moment for me, a little over a year ago. I’ve named it my “coffee crossroads.” It meant to me that I am loved, supported and actively cared for by beings not physically on this planet.
Mike and I
So, I talk around this point so often… hedging my bet, “well if there are non-physical beings, then…” Well, geeze louise, F’ that, Lori! Face it, there are. They talk to me and at times take an active role in my life.
So the situation was that my current partner, Mike, and I had broken up. To me, this felt pretty final. The obstacles seemed quite solid and immovable. He was living in the mid-west, Minnesota, at the time and I was living in California and we couldn't create what I wanted long-distance. I grieved it for a while, spent some solitary time reflecting, traveled, and then decided I really did want a relationship and went back online to begin dating again.
On an early Saturday morning in January here in the Bay Area, I am on the way to my first “coffee date” with someone I’d met online. I’m about 25 minutes from my house, not somewhere I go often, but we were meeting between where we both lived.
I’m getting out of my car and I notice this guy in a parka crossing about 15 yards in front of me… it looks like Mike… WTF? Here, in California? He’s past me and heading off in another direction, and I realize it IS Mike, and for a split second think “perhaps I should just let him go.”… then I call out “MIKE!”
Of course he stops and we both look completely flustered coming face to face, speachless. Tears creep into my eyes and his too. WTF!? how could we possibly have run into each other like this? What are the F-ckin odds of this? I discover he is in the San Fran area with his daughter and her boyfriend for the week and was heading to the ferry to go into the city. WTF? (WTF is the ONLY applicable phrase for something like this) I’m late for my coffee date and we speak briefly and say good-bye. But the die is already cast, the path for both of us has been turned.
When I get home a few hours later, I know the relationship is NOT over. How could we cross paths like that … so far from my house, on the way to my first new date. The angels were saying “Nope, honey, not THAT way, you need to turn THIS way!”
We texted that day and then we spoke a few weeks later at length on Skype. He moved to California a few months after that and we are still together. (And of course that coffee date was a bust.)
I could add that I’ve spoken to psychics about whether it was orchestrated or not, they say it was, by our guides, our angels. But really it doesn’t matter what they say. If they put shit like that in a movie the audience would tell us that plot twist was too unbelievable. For us, well, we talk about it frequently. How for both of us it turned our attention from where we were both heading, away from each other, back towards each other. It was a non-negotiable re-direct. Something neither of us could rationalize away or ignore.
Even writing this it makes me laugh. I can imagine the angels talking before hand…
ANGEL 1: “Damn, Lori is heading off to date again and Mike is stuck in Minnesota, getting more and more miserable."
ANGEL 2: "Yea, I can’t sit by and watch this!"
ANGEL 1: "But, what do we do?"
ANGEL 2: "We have to act! We have to actually step in!"
ANGEL 1: "Can we do that? It's a bit risky... they will know!"
ANGEL 2: "Well, maybe its about time they KNOW!"
ANGEL 1: "Okay, I'm in! Let’s orchestrate a chance meeting. Then, we can see if they take the bait."
ANGEL 2: "Perfect!”
I wonder....do we all have stories like this and we're too skeptical/embarrassed to tell each other?
