PoSTaL MuSe's blog: "Sending out blessings.."

Blessings, Good Fortune, Strength and Peace...

I've decided to dedicate a blog to the wonderful people that cross my path for reasons I will not question, but will cherish and remember because I grew from the experience...

Stan;

I was a bit behind today, ran out the door with wet upper hairs and all.  I made it to the bus stop on time…GOOO ME!!

I hop off my first bus, elated because nobody is at the bus stop.  Usually, when nobody is at this bus stop it means I have a good 10 min to sit there by myself and chillax.  Brush my upper hairs, eat my breakfast, have a smoke, read, text..yadda yadda yaaddaaaa

Well, today…was different.

I plop myself and my bag down, light up a smoke, lean back on the bench and ahhhh ya, it’s gonna be a goooood day. “The weather guessers were wrong again” I think to myself with a smile “The sun is shining bright it’s warm out and life is good!”

I listen to the traffic and the music of the streets as I wait for my hair to dry….

Up walks “Stan” strange man Stan seems to be, but harmless.  “You don’t mind if I smoke” Stan says as he plops himself down next to my bag on the bench.  “Not at all” as I hold up my smoke and zone out at the sun with my “Willy Wonkas” on.  “Some people feel the need to run away” he says.  “I know what you mean” I reply “Can’t say I really blame them really, these things are hideous” Stan smiles and says “You going to work?” “Yup” I say as I begin to wish I had put my headphones on.

“What do you do for work” Stan asks as he smokes his cig like a fast train, spitting on the ground and tapping his foot at a rapid rate.  “Great” I think “What did I get myself into now?” “I work at a greenhouse” I reply. “Oh” Stan replies as he begins to rub his head, still puffing on his smoke, spitting on the ground and tapping his foot at a rapid rate. “I need to get home and eat, I’m so hungry.  Eat I need to eat. Yup, go home and eat” “Wow” I think to myself “This guy really needs to eat..or something” I begin to put up my “bubble” as I feel Stan’s anxiety and anger increase and start up with  my thoughts of “Many blessings and Strength dear brother many blessings and strengths”

I was about to offer Stan my mini carrots that I packed in my lunch, when he hops up and starts pacing the street in front of the bus stop.  “Guess he doesn’t want my blessings or strength” I think to myself “Or my mini carrots” a smile crosses my face as I count MY blessings and begin to space out on the sun again..

Back and forth Stan paces talking to himself as he impatiently waits for the bus.  I watch him and continue with my blessings and wishes of strength for him.  “DAMMIT, it’s gonna be awhile” Stan states as he walks to the corner and walks back up “There’s an issue” as he speed walks back down, crosses the corner and walks into Starbucks.

Phew! As I feel myself exhale and take a deep breath “That was intense” I say out loud “I can’t believe the anxiety and stress from that man” I think “Glad my bubble still works” I feel my smile fill my face as I begin to count my blessings again.

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!” oooo Stans back.  He plops himself down on the bench again this time with a cup of ice water from Starbucks. Now he’s spitting, tapping, rubbing, sipping and shaking…I’m about to offer my carrots again when he hops up and runs to the corner, bouncing back n forth like his pants are on fire and his shorts are too tight.

My eyes widen as I see the bus down the road.  I begin to count my blessings again as I feel my bubble begin to fade.  Stan rushes up mumbling something about the transit system sucking his ball sack (our bus is about 5 min late) and how he should report the driver.

I thank my stars as the bus pulls up and I hop on, flashing my transfer I rush to the back and surround myself with college kids in earplugs reading and spacing out…..

“Sweet Zen” I think to myself as I finally pull out my hairbrush…

Stan, you've touched my soul and have put a smile on my face.  My life is better since you've crossed my path.  Thank You!

I wish you many blessings, good fortunes, strength and peace

xxoo

Love,

~PoSTaL

ps..it was a very good day!! Stan guided me into patience and I needed it with the challanging new girl I'm working with, I do believe I may be getting "it" through to her..loves to my friends!!

*dances off*