one of those exp.

I've come to know these very very personal experiences in my life, and only so through my proximity with God and Jesse. I really am against sharing these experiences as once they leave the mind, the experience is of less value. However, I found this one to be easy to write about, thus potentially relatable to you. To relate this experience with other ones of similar value is a complicated and a useless thing, because these experiences are all different each time. My last experience came while I was reciting my vows to Jesse, but as I said they are all different and hardly relatable, other than a strong overwhelming force of a higher intelligence.

I was traveling to Grappa's Cellar in Central to purchase three Ratatat (a Brooklyn based rock group) tickets for next Saturday night. (Jesse lost her wallet today :(, her wallet contained our two original tickets, another story...) I was walking across a pedestrian bridge and saw a beggar figure sitting down in my peripheral vision. Funny, but I find that I and others like to keep beggars in this line of sight, that of their peripheral, out of focus. I made little eye contact at first, but the man ultimately caught my eye by bringing his hands up to his face like he was in prayer. First of all, his praying gesture was very western, like nothing I've seen before since I've been in Asia. This man was badly burned all over his hands, arms, face, and I'm sure the rest of his body. His face was completely smoothed over, his eyes barely able to peak through his deformed skin. I couldn't help but look just a tab bit to long, but it my eye, it was what gave me an unbelievably heavy wave of sorrow and compassion for him. I kept walking and almost began to shed tears, but I held them back. I was overcome by his pain, and overwhelmed by what I would call his proximity. He instantaneously had an effect on me, much as my relationship with the Lord has on me. I would even say that this was a way for the Lord to communicate to me. (If you are atheist/agnostic, I would say that that last sentence is hard for you to understand. I too once thought people where crazy for having such thoughts of transmission from a higher being, but I have come to know that once one comes to trust, has faith, studies, and believes whole heartedly in the Lord, that is when they are able to experience such moments.) All in all his scars told all. I was about 20 yards from him and knew on my way back I would put some coins in the cap he had placed down for offerings.

Tickets purchased, I came back up to the walkway, placed my change and kept walking. He made no sound, no recognition that I had even been there. I found this to be very genuine.

that is all,
alex