There is no mention of PMR in this other than to say I completely forgot it for at least an hour this morning.
I'd got fed up with the never-ending dictates of my body, my low mood, the ongoingness of it all so I set out with a bottle of water and my bus pass (for coming home, it's quite a long amble in the heat) to walk the scenic route into town across the beach, around a headland and into the harbour .As I was standing gazing at the sea a man looking like an ancient prophet in an incongruous RNLI jacket materialised next to me and began speaking.. usual opener commenting on the freaky weather, I replied and within a few moments we'd made that very rare connection of two strangers embarking on a wide and deep conversation, an effortless exchange on just about everything, our lives, memories, beliefs, death, fears and hopes .. all except our names. At the end we shook hands, said how nice it was to meet and continued on our separate ways.
It happened to me once before on a crowded train - but that's another story.
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I'll bet! ...and I reckon that your "ancient prophet," was sent specifically to brighten your day and have you walking under a "different" sky! He did his job.
It's rather lovely when these things happen. Someone just floats into your day, you have a great talk, and they float out again. Life's like that. You must have a very open and welcoming face.
I was wearing wraparound shades and a large floppy hat, he must have been short-sighted and brave! Maybe it was the little dance for joy I was doing Yes, it is very lovely.
Those moments are rare and precious, and touch the soul.
Not on as deep a level, but incongruous too, I was walking the dogs and a Buddhist monk stepped out of a hedge, in full orange robe and bald head. I thought I was going mad or was about some spiritual moment. I spoke to the vision and he replied that there was some Buddhist residential meet in the village and he’d gone for an early morning walk but got lost, took a short cut which meant cutting through a hedge. So much for my moment.
An off-piste orange-robed monk popping out of a hedge - quite a moment! and stays in the memory, as it certainly will (vicariously) stay in mine. I was hoping to elicit other peoples' magic/strange moments, always lovely to share things that lift us out of the everyday Thank you.
Oh yes, and you can never quite remember exactly what was said, it hardly matters, but the feeling of well being is powerful and lingers on. It made me realise how dislocated from ordinary social life I've become, PMR is rather isolating but it's an insidious process so you don't even notice how cut-off you become.
You can't leave us hanging wondering what your experience was, Marymon 'A different department'?? Up or down? Are you able to share it?
Well, it's raining in the West Country right now, lovely pitter-pattering sound and the garden is rejoicing.. not very friendly to those feathery wings though ...
It lasted all of 15 minutes, karools - the Orkney Islands look your best bet, it's a refreshing 17C . So sorry about your breathlessness in all the heat, and those sleepless nights seem never-ending.
Hi Slowdown, two lovely messages appeared in my inbox from you but not on the thread or PM. So thank you and yes peace reigns on Sundays. I have reported the technical difficulties I’m experiencing as advised by PMRPro. X
RealIy, ok here goes, I was driving with my Mother, winter, dark, raining, we hit a tree. This was after a bad day, nuff said.
Anyway sitting there, thinking 'b####r this is all I need, when the car door was opened a hand helped me out, next thing I was sitting in his car, Mother in the back seat. He drove us home, 10 Miles away, hadn't asked where I lived. I remember asking what about my car, can't just leave it there, told I should relax and everything would be alright.
Funny thing it was, we arrived home, he gave us cups of tea, told go to bed and sleep. Which amazingly we did. I did ask his name as I wanted to thank him the following day, he said 'you know me'.
Next day, a garage rang to say they had my car and the damage was extensive, turned out to be a right off, went to look at the oak tree next day, it had suffered, marks still there after 22 years. We were without any injuries at all, although you may have different ideas 😏😏😏
I asked garage if they had details of who brought the car to them, no, just to contact me. He gave them my name, address and telephone number. ???
Mother and I talked for hours as to who this man could be. We were vague as to what he looked like, young about 25 ish, fairish, very pleasant voice, nothing remarkable. I know sounds it as if we concussed, but we weren't, in fact hadn't felt so good for a long time. Mother said he must be our guardian angel ??? I pooh poohed this not wanting to encourage Mother, although the whole evening felt surreal.
Over the years we often thought about 'him' ( spell check changed it to Jim!!! ), and there never has been a logical explanation for what happened.
So there you have it, and now many of you will think I'm bonkers, that as may be, but I was in a very very stressful place at the time and this man/angel got me out of what could have been very nasty accident.
P.s. No one suffered as a result of this event, apart from tree and Volvo.
That made my scalp prickle, what an utterly amazing experience - thank you so much for writing this. And definitely an 'up', in fact stratospheric...
Bonkers? No, both you and your mother had the same inexplicable experience, there truly are things we cannot apply logic too - I'm stuck for words at the beauty and strangeness of it. How 'lucky' you were (Lucky Jim!) to survive, and to have encountered a profound mystery. I think that would have changed me for life.
I love this comment. He was lucky to have met you as I'm sure he also walked away awed having felt such a special moment with a special person. Not angels; something better: perfect human interaction.
'Perfect human interaction' - not a condition often encountered these days, memorable when it happens. We can all be 'angelic' at times!
I had a 'magic' happening several years ago. I was walking my dog quite far out on Morecambe bay, thought I'd call in to a cafe for a coffee, rather stupidly started walking back straight to it, I was caught in the quick sands, quite frightening, still far out and nobody about but the biggest worry was my dog who seemed to want to join me, I was already past my wellies and she would have been in real trouble. From nowhere came a dog who rushed her off playfully across the sands leaving me time to concentrate on extracting myself, when I'd pulled myself clear they both came back, I looked around for an owner no-one in sight but the strange dog ran full pelt towards the sea till I couldn't see him anymore. I've told many people about being caught in the sands but not about the dog as it seemed rather unworldly. xx
I'm so enjoying these wonderfully 'magic moments' with their element of mystery - and how we find it easy to tell the story of the dangerous event but without disclosing the 'other worldly' rescue. I suppose we don't want 'the look' or the raised eyebrow from others! It's good to share in this safe place something beautiful and illogical that stays with us. Thank you x
... and as soon as I'd said that, the site went down .. oo, spooky !
It all sounds wonderful Slowdown,there really does seem to be “ guardian angels”,there just when you need one. I envy your lovely scenic walk,there is not much to look at where l live and just reading your post really lifted my spirit.
Thank you and if it lifted your spirits then a little bit of the goodness got passed on to you. I think we're so bombarded with negative 'news' we yearn for simpler times and the sharing of common kindnesses between us all. Especially when we're alone and dealing with this illness. I love my garden, I think you have one?, and spend lots of time just listening and looking at the life buzzing and singing away (having knocked myself out with all the spade work in the spring!)
Yes l do love my garden,and there is always something that needs doing out there.lt s so dry at the moment,but it is a real tonic to have this lovely sunny weather,during the winter l long for the spring and the lighter evenings.l try to have plants that attract the bees,there does not seem to be as many as there used to be.l recorded a lovely blackbird singing away the other day,something to watch and listen to in the wintertime.l wish you many happy days in your garden but don’t forget to have a little rest now and then to keep the PMR away . Thankyou so much for your reply .
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