meeting another piece of me

have you ever met someone and instantly felt like you were meeting a soulfriend? they have a piece of you and you have a piece of them inside, and those pieces recognize each other...and there is a moment when you hear your inner Self say This Is Going To Be An Important Person In Your Life...have you ever had a sweet moment like that? and then the friendship begins to bear instant fruit...sweet, nectar-dripping ripples that begin to take on life around you...have you ever? i am blessed to know so many women like that...some have become part of my SoulPosse, some i've never seen again, but they remain in my HeartMemory and our pieces commune. i met a woman with one of my pieces yesterday, and the events that had to align in order for us to meet...well, even now i smile to think that the Event Planner must be the busiest job in the Universe...a job i would totally dig when i get there. my weekend plan was to go to the Schweinfurth on saturday with my angelfriend georgia, and go see bro's new place today. well, i ended up taking friday off to fill my soul and rest my mind, which had become trapped in a hamster wheel. by circumstance, georgia got free of her deadlines early, and we went to the exhibit friday. now, there's a junk/antique shop on the way that should not be missed. and g's always in for some quality junk shopping, but this time - we were visually overloaded, so we didn't stop. i woke up early (of course) saturday and determined, despite a near-migraine level sinus headache, that i was going back. about 5 minutes into the drive, a sign beckoned that the Golden Harvest festival was on, and it was Right There. (this festival has little to do with harvest, and since it usually rains at least 1 day - should be called the Brown festival due to all the mud). there's usually a cool collection of crafters and artists and clydesdale horse-pulled wagon rides, so i detoured, and as i did, i got that tingly feeling that a Grand Plan was taking shape. the festival was slim pickings - very few vendors, and mostly quilted purses and jewelry (not the kind you'd really wear). as my disappointment grew, i ran into my yoga instructor and our chat lifted me. i made my way toward the exit thinking maybe that was the reason for the detour. just before the exit, i saw a booth with the most incredible walking sticks. walking sticks? yep. ok - a little backstory: as my neighbor walked her westie & labradoodle last month, they were both attacked and the westie killed by a vicious off-leash dog last month. my neighbor has been terrified to walk her remaining dog ever since, and had remarked that she wanted a sheleighle of some sort for protection. the neighbors will walk with her when we can, but it's not the same. ok - now here i am in front of some of the most remarkable walking sticks. and felt this incredible This Is An Important Person feeling. go here to see what i mean. we talked for a while and she was touched by the reason for the stick, and insisted on adding ollie's name to the stick, with a little heart. we also added coco's so she wouldn't get jealous. i still feel that there are reasons that our paths will cross again, and often. i don't know why, and have learned not to play 20 questions with Life...just let it flow. well, okay - i'm still learning that part, because as you may know, i am the one who finds, opens, and re-wraps all her christmas presents. the anticipation is more than my mind can handle. and as a bonus, angelfriend georgia came up with the solution to the problem of the CrowWoman, which isn't CrowWoman at all, as it turns out. stay tuned for that one. so back to my original thought...isn't it just the most Incredible Experience when you meet someone that has a piece of you in them? and that piece of them that is in you reaches out and hugs the piece of you in them...and the bond is always remembered in the place inside that holds All Good Things, even if you never meet them again...even if they never were aware that they hold a piece of you in a small, sacred spot within them...even if they never know that you will forever hold them - that one moment of them - in a sacred memory of when All Things Were Planned just to bless you...just to remind you that you are special and cared for and not forgotten, and that the story is nowhere near the end. isn't that just the most? L. the chain...i actually call in Not Sick on friday, despite the Voice of the Martyr inside ...georgia finishes her deadline work early, early despite dire predictions against this happening...we skip the junk shop...i am determined to go back despite my sinus headache...i become distracted by the Golden Harvest festival and turn around, despite knowing it will be mostly crammed with country kitchen kitsch...the yoga intructor slows me down enough so that i can breathe and really see...the walking stick booth is there for the first time ever, i believe...my headache disappears...my word for the year (picked on 1/1/09) was "despite," by the way. isn't it all just so very good?