I talked about my former boss, Al, from the company I'd left in June 1990 when I went "full time" with my healing work. I had inherited money from the unexpected deaths of my parents the previous year. I figured if I didn't quit the corporate field then, I might miss my opportunity. The extra money would tide me over if I didn't earn enough from the healing work.
I got along great with Al. He was strict with his evaluations, but fair and generous. He was a great manager and people person. After leaving, I had only been back once the first year after I left to say "hi" to him and a few of the staff I had been friendly with. It had been years since I had seen or talked about him.
When we reached the
After the talk/meditation at the center, which had been very powerful and enjoyable, we went to get something to eat. About half-way through eating, it hit me hard, like a major revelation that I had no recollection of crossing the
On the way back, Amber asked to be dropped off at her father's house in
Once we got on Interstate 880 from
Now, if I was from a small town, this would not be an unusual occurrence to see someone from the past. What sets this experience apart is:
~ There are approximately one million people in the greater
~ I had just talked about him a few hours before, which was highly unusual.
~ We took a different route home and just happened to be a minute or so side-by-side on the same freeway before he exited. We feel that the delay in
~ In the seven years since then, I have never seen him again. Nor had I seen him in the eight years before that night.
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