And he ended with another quote, this one from Blaise Pascal that inspired me on my way out. It had been quite some time since I had visited the yoga studio that was part yoga and part philosophy session. That was a bit of parting advice I received when I left after one mid-summer session. He could always turn a phrase; and I always appreciated his perspective on life.
“The heart has its reasons that mere reason knows nothing of.” (Blaise Pascal)
His words could explain everything that has happened in my life as it pertains to love.
These thoughts dominated my mind as I drove back in August from Cambria, a beautiful town right off the Pacific Coast Highway. The two hundred plus mile drive off the coast from San Francisco is breathtaking. Along with several close friends whom I’ve known for over twenty years (some thirty), we attended the wedding of someone dear to me. Memories came flooding back of when I first met her, as well as when I met everyone else at the wedding. In a month, another friend would remind me, in response to my constant soul searching while traveling back to the Bay Area from Boston via Chicago… “That can happen while travelling. It’s almost like your heart travels in the same way.” That made sense to me.
I sometimes think that the person I’m going to spend the rest of my life with is someone that I already know, or about to know through someone I know. Perhaps I met her on a cool night in Chicago in January a lifetime ago? Perhaps I met her one night in Los Angeles celebrating a new chapter in the lives of my friends? Perhaps I walked by her yesterday, unaware of each other’s existence, not yet ready to meet? Perhaps, I am completely mistaken.
Nonetheless, I believe we are all connected. And that things happen for a reason. I was reminded of an episode from Doctor Who, that show that reminds me of my love of all things British. Things don’t happen by accident; all things happen for a reason.
The leaf struck a man in the face and he was almost hit by a car. A woman saved him, and she became Clara’s mother:
Man: So I’ve got something for ya.
Woman: What? Ya kept it?
Man: Of course I kept it.
Man: Because this exact leaf had to grow in that exact way, in that exact place, so that precise wind could tear it from that precise branch and make it fly into this exact face at that exact moment. And, if just one of those tiny little things had never had happened, I’d never have met ya. Which makes this leaf the most important leaf in human history.
I’ve been on many road trips of late, each one more epic than the last. And each time, I think about the meaning of life. I think about the meaning of love.
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