This Morning, by Susana Laborde-Blaj
Updated: Sep 20
Standing on a little bridge is something that I love to do; every time it seems so different, and in a way that's where its beauty resides, a fleeting moment that will not happen again. This morning was cloudy and no colors or textures were apparent, which invited me to stay a bit longer, letting myself be pulled into stillness and quiet.
Losing a bit track of time, I suddenly felt a car passing behind me. The car stopped right there, in the center of the bridge.
A friendly person was broadly smiling, and leaned from the conductor's seat, so that they could talk to me. "Are you just enjoying the view?", "Yes", I answered, smiling. "It was very sweet to see you there, just standing, having your moment".
Surprised, I thanked them. Then they left.
The encounter felt so precious and magical. My system softened and opened; emotion bubbled to the surface.
Gratitude.
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