Blue Man

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Yesterday, I passed him by.

Approaching the elevator

Leading up to my favorite coffee spot

I saw a blue man sitting on a bench.

His whole self was covered in bundles

Of blue plastic tarp- wrapped belongings.

Sleeping bag, blanket, sundries.

Each carefully placed around him

Creating a weighted balance.

He looked weary

And pulled in like a turtle.

I said: “Are you staying warm?”

I didn’t listen closely enough

To what he said

Because I wanted it to be

What I wanted it to be.

The elevator took a really long time to come.

In hindsight it was surely God

Giving me extra time.

Waiting there for the elevator to open

We were silent.

My head was dropped a bit

Doing my own unconscious pulling in.

I didn’t think about him again

Until this morning.

I totally missed the holy man;

Hungry and defrosting

Sitting silently there with me.

The temperature outside was 15 degrees with wind.

The blue man was taking shelter there

Trying to stay alive

Within his challenges.

I could easily have bought him breakfast and a warm drink.

So easily.

But I didn’t even think of it.

And that is the thing that bothers me.

I missed the holy man completely.

Holy. Sacred.

Resting there

In his ordinary-ness.

This is the way we humans learn.

We carry on

Easy in our habits

Designed to prolong comfort

And assuage desires

Like a latte

Or post-holiday sales.

I could have done better.

Next time I hope I will.

Maybe I will see the holy man

(who is me)

(and you)

And I will recognize his need for comfort.

I will ease his suffering if I can.

This is how we learn;

We triumph

By failing first.

Then we rise up

All ash-covered like a phoenix

And trundle on

With wider eyes

And stretch marks on our hearts.

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Happy New Year to the sacred in and amongst us. xxxx

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8 Responses to “Blue Man”

  1. Mary McHarg on January 1st, 2019

    Wonderful!!! your usual courage in facing yourself and the world to share and encourage the rest of us. Thankyou and Blessings for this new year….Mary

  2. Adele Rosen on January 1st, 2019

    Thank you Cathy

    A beautiful gift for this new year

    xxxxxxxxx

  3. Paul on January 1st, 2019

    Wow, what a touching meditation…. “stretch marks on our hearts”… beautiful.

  4. Debra Moody on January 1st, 2019

    The absolute best thing I’ve read all day. Bless you, my friend.

  5. Becky Patterson on January 1st, 2019

    Filed under PAINting? Filed under PAIN. YOUR EXPERIENCES ARE THE only thing worth reading on this iPhone Omg. I’ve done the same thing. Taken on the physical discomforts and suffering of others. Out there living on the edge. I want to put them out of ( my) suffering. I can’t drive down the highway on a brand new day without glimpsing out of the corner of my eye any roadkill. A doe. A buck. A baby one. A cat, raccoon. Whatever. It almost ruins my day. To wonder about its violent death. It’s life. I tuck the image out of mind. That’s how my beautiful firstborn talented son died. Road kill.

  6. Barbara McDaniel on January 1st, 2019

    Beautiful, and so true.

  7. Gerry Harty on January 2nd, 2019

    Thank you so much Cathy for sharing your wonderful gift with us! wishing you many blessings this New Year…xoxoxo

  8. Catherine on January 3rd, 2019

    Touched me to the core. Thank you for your amazing courage to be so honest in your writing. Blessings for the New Year….

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