It was 10 a.m. in the small, urbane grocery store. I was looking at organic produce that I would use for my morning green juice. I guess I got a little excited because a friendly, female voice said, “That is a happy dance.” I did not realize that I had done a little wiggle in the produce section.
My new, masked friend and I chatted. She and her son had just received their first Pfizer shots. We high-fiver and talked about the most common side effects. It was a friendly chat.
We ran into each other a few more times. Though she works in a liquor store, she recommended a couple of cheap bottles as I was looking for wine to make spritzers to drink while I read in the pool after work. I will go to where she works next time I want to purchase wine. We said a friendly good bye.
As I left the store, I thought, “This stuff really works.” By stuff I mean embodying the mantra, “I am here to be of use as joyfully as possible.” Turns our joy is recognizable and magnetic