Do It Go

When I was finally in New York, after having to cancel the same trip three or four times, I had the opportunity to have a lunch with a remarkable man who was a friend of a friend.  He had been traveling in some of the same circles that I had, so I was told, and we would have a lot to talk about.  I really didn’t have very high hopes, but considered it a meal, and a meal is always welcome, and if there were to be good benefits outside of that, it was extra, but would nonetheless be welcome.  I had not considered that this might be a conversation in which the direction of my life would be changed.

I consulted my favorite site and we arranged to meet, and I arrive ten minutes ahead of schedule, which was how I always do things.  I was born a little early, and it’s a habit that follows me still.  When I arrived, I found my table, and decided, just this once, to have a double shot of espresso while I waited.  Usually, I begin the day with one coffee only, and may have a tea later, but that was the limit of my caffeine.  I don’t know if there’s anything for me to worry about, but I’ve always felt suspicious about those who indulge too much in anything.  When he finally did arrive, I already felt like I had broken a rule, and this gave me a secret over him.

He was very self-assured, and even gregarious, and although that sometimes causes great suspicion in me, this time I found it somehow complimentary.  He asked me about my recent troubles, a marriage that crashed on the rocks, and a few health problems.  He had been through the same things recently, but I already knew that.  Then he started to talk about foils, and how we have another version of ourselves, a darker or more benevolent version, somewhere in the world, and it’s possible to meet ourselves at moments.  I didn’t think this was interesting to me at all, being of the mind to avoid narcissism, and cultivate humility in my own garden.  He went on to explain how he had been in touch with a Qabal, and they were exploring certain things that had great potential, he felt, and he proceeded to speak to me about this for the rest of the afternoon and into the evening.

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