Appliances, cellulars, etc. another day were destroyed. All burned by another scaring lightning again right on the roof, along with a thunder of deafening explosion. Our hearts stopped for a moment. One month, or so, after that blast event —internet, etc remain complicated; things still are damaged and without prevision for fixing— drove till a place where could peacefully connect this site. And then this post was written.
Sometimes in our lives we briefly acquaint for a short period with some peoples, you know, not then making great impression on us, we think. For example, this occurred while in my twenties working in an institute. So, there we, me and my partner, knew many peoples, in particular a young couple congenial and sympathetic. They were our co-workers of occasional talks. The boy was then one lively handsome blond guy of bright blue eyes, and the lady a smiling and beautiful Nipponese-type. They both exhaled enthusiasm and joy, a nice couple with an infant child. A couple of years later we left for ever that center, and never had contact with anybody of that place again. And had more than 10 years elapsed, at that point we were living into another city, working in jobs distant afar from that our initial specialization.
And then, certain day, while laboring in the garden, my partner came to me and said: “I was searching some files in the work, and you don’t know what, I saw the file of our friends ... and he, is widower, Lisa has passed away about 10 years ago ...breast-cancer.” That information should be a unpleasant surprise, but not a thing to make great impression since little I knew them. Nevertheless my heart deeply became squeezed; I struggled to not show my emotional turmoil. Only at that moment I realized that she, that girl, was part of my soul —though I have not Asiatic genes, supposedly. Some of that shock, ...the squeezing, came back yesterday when I saw the news on Pierre. I only read some of his writings; did not meet him in person.
That said, yet, I know Pierre is moving on. He is now running another phase of the existence. And under a new state pursuing the Way, as all living beings do. And who knows? Maybe he is still working, right now, with this group. Of all the characters of this forum, he was amidst those who I more appreciated, though there are many others, including those that even little post in the site. As I see, quality does not imply quantity, quality, is measured by intention and emotion dully applied. When positive, that “subtle emotion,” seen in some posts here, is always for me the reason to applaud and join the song.