What is this wisdom?

I sit on the deck in the sun and chat with a friend of only a few days. I wonder, does he really know how much he has touched me? I don’t understand why, but I feel connected to him. I feel we share some same thread.

He knows our time is up and almost reluctantly wants to depart wisdom. I give what I can to show him I’m ready to hear whatever he has to say. Not quite able to describe in words he uses gesturing to assist. He demonstrates me looking out into the world. His head leans forward and is gazing from side to side. He then gestures toward my chest. He wants me to look there?

I take that moment to put all of my attention on my chest. My GOD! A deepness sinks inside of me and I’m frightened. I back away… and then creep my attention back there. Back and forth I go. There is a mystery here that I’m frightened of. I’m aware now.

I bring myself back to my surrounding. I’m not ready just yet to understand what this all means and I must say good bye.