Meeting with remarkable people...phase 1

He came towards her silently...she had this relaxing smile reflected on her old face with all the lines kindly or harshly carved by time on it...he was staring at an art piece...created by a god that knew beauty more than anyone did....he was looking at beauty....

He fell on the ground and looked at her feet....her old wrinkled feet sitting on the ground making a statement of wisdom and experience....even her feet talked, he thought...
He was enjoying an experience...he thought, beyond magical...

People would call him crazy or insane...it made absolutley no difference to him...there was no one around him, no one with them except the three of them....

He knows, that even if he tells anyone of what he experienced, they would never understand...they would just laugh at him...only a few would understand....

He found himself driven to rub her cold white hard feet with sand....it was rough he thought...or she thought...but something made him go on...it was truley etherial...symbolic of what jesus did when he washed his feet...what does it mean? he is asking himself..is it abolution...christ abolution..is he finally gaining this christ conciousness?

Nothing made any sense...but this hidden force is making him do what he is doing...They are not talking... she is still smiling, often changes her smile to a mere nothing...then goes back to a smile...

Its a sign...he is living one, he thought.
Thank you lord, he thought....Thank you for this chance.