Saturday, January 6

Walkabout (further reading)

If you approach people with an open heart and the true spirit of love in you eyes when you look at them and in your voice when you speak, It seems to me that nothing can prevent you from accomplishing your task.
Me has always been convinced of this, but some folks be so spectacularly deaf and blind that it would take more time than Me had to give at the moment, to help them bring their senses back to life. Me needed a phone and the only way Me were gointa get one were to go knockin on peoples doors and see iffin they wouldn’t let me use theirs.
Night was moving along and Me was thinking that the revelry ain’t be lasting too much longer. The first couple o people didn’t even open their doors.
Would you have?
Persistence pays and me got some of the people to talk to me. They asked the usual questions. You be havin car trouble? Were there an accident? Somebody sick? Not morbid curiosity, but folks need a reason to let you in their house. Me told them what Me was doin and why Me needed the use of their phone and that got me some crazy responses.
A person can, imagine the scenes without much difficulty and see for themselves why Me wasn’t having much luck. After about a dozen or so tries one guy hands me his cell, with a warning not to try and take off with it and listens in as Me made me call home.
Me actually came in under the wire and me got to wish me heart holder a happy new year and said that Me would be home soon. After me was finished talkin, Me thanked the guy. Me was feelin happier and Me told him so. He was a bit dumbfounded, but after a few polite questions he invited me into his home for some warmth and libation.
Like me said if you show love some people just gotta respond and show it back. That good man and his family fed me, gave me wine, shared stories about life, allowed me to ring in the new year with them and let me bed down on their sofa for the night. They sent me on me way with a full belly, good karma and warm wishes for safety on Me way back home.
Me thanks you for your kindness and hopes that you may one day read these words. You have reaffirmed to me that there is nothing more important and powerful under the sun and stars than love.
Me will remember your stories and keep them in me heart.

Love can make the darkest roads that much easier to walk upon.

9 comments:

Mayden' s Voyage said...

I would have let you in :)

Scary Monster said...

Ahhh thank you. Mrs.C Next time me wants to get out on the road Me will try to come by and see your lake.

Mayden' s Voyage said...

Well- give me about 10 years...
I don't have a lake house- YET :)

JuJu Martini said...

I love stories with happy endings! Hmm, or maybe with love, it becomes happy beginnings?

Anonymous said...

Mrs.C Me is confused. Where will we gather to drink our Metamucil cokctails?

juju~ Actually Me hasn't shown the end of the story. It wasn't quite so happy. When Me got home, Me milk went bad.

JuJu Martini said...

Ut oh, bad milk...I hope you didn't take a sip before smelling it. I have a feeling the end of the story is about something other than real milk though?

Scary Monster said...

juju ~ You knows what happens when milk goes bad, Me didn't have a chance! The little red carton had a ski mask over his face and was pointing a gun at me. He had already mugged the lettuce (cause it was wimpy) and had worked over a cup of coffee that was too weak to defend itself.

Milk from hell.

astrologymemphis.blogspot.com said...

That sounds like quite the contemplative journey. Everytime I've taken walks like that, it was because I was nad or in trouble. It reminds me so much of the early 70's, when it was still safe to hitch and more people opened their doors. You're a fascinating monster, indeed. Who knew you'd turn out to be so deep?

leelee said...

SM...that was a wonderful tale...I'm so glad I went back and read it..you are a special soul....