Inspiration/Musings: Human Connections

I've been pondering whether or not to post something about human encounters on this blog, its been a long standing interest of mine, a passion of mine, and something I always thought that one day I would love to document one day. We hear and read human stories constantly, online, on TV, in the movies, but that real face-to-face interaction never seems to exisit anymore - not for me anyway, being constatly wired onine, im a complete zombie, ever since the age of 13 when I got my first Ipod, about 10 years ago now. But now, maybe it's the yoga or maybe it's the maturity that develops from just growing up in general, has made it easier for me to understand life, its mysteries, being ok with not knowing and learning to connect with others. Even if it's brief.

I met a lady on my flight. I'm not gonna exploit her story on this blog, but its fair to say she's had  quite a life. What would a 67 year old have in common with a 22 year old lost young woman? Family, love, heart break, career, life, death, passion, sadness, miscommunication, mortality... In the end, each of us are just a big pounding organ of fire being dumbed down by our experiences and each other, victims of our own fragile human existence, or proponents of it depending on perception, we are victims of  our imperfections and the reactionary discord that we develop between each other. What do we see between ourselves, between each other? A friend  An experience  A lover? A lesson? A soulmate? An enemy? Or reflections of our fragile selves staring back at us?

Somehow, this encounter made affirmed faith in humanity and the organic way in which life forms, this brings me back to one of my favourite quotes: "How accidental our existences are and how full of  influence by circumstance.". My only regret is that I didn't take a photo for memory of Joy, that day on that flight.