The Sage

I don't know if any of you have ever been so lucky to be aware that you were meeting someone who was truly a sage in your life. They exude wisdom and calm, confident judgement. They seem to appear at just the right time for their experience to speak directly to your wavering convictions. If you're wondering about your next bold move or how to absorb the results of the last one, they seem to have the answers. They are not asked for guidance; they offer this sagely advice indirectly, but so on point. The weight of whatever is preoccupying your mind and soul is lifted and life just starts to make sense. There is a comfort in knowing that others have gone before you and that you are on your right path. It might feel like a happen chance meeting at the time, but as you look back at all of the circumstances that planted them in front of you, it becomes as clear as a distant train whistle through an otherwise silent predawn in winter. This is who you were meant to connect with and the messages are acutely relevant.

Have you ever experienced that sort of serendipity when meeting a new friend?

Lately, I have.