For many years, I'd look out on the world's landscape of the global life stage in play. Having been dropped into the deserts of the Middle East, Europe, Asia, and now home, the Americas, I have witnessed life, life styles, and comparative world realities. Some which seem quite apparently down right unfair. Everything from the Hollywood hills of California to muddy villages of China and into the oil riches plus lacks of Saudi Arabia.
I observed humans in poverty stricken countries that evidently carried a richness and wary depth in their eyes with a happiness in their smile that couldn't possible touch a word in terms of having to articulate that they "loved life" and yet you could tell they were on to a different scope in living. There was a love and gratitude for life that could only be felt, a great quality and realness. Intuitively I knew they had tapped into their resource of choice and the unknown by internally seeing life through a loving lens despite the boar and muddy streets of the small third world country village they resided in. A shift in focus, not in what was lacking but likely a concentration on what they had for good.
I have spent time with war veterans from various countries and varying degrees of trauma. Those who have been innocence civilians caught in the cross fire of war ridden countries via both male and female. Layered in these comparing life stories some with the greatest traumas held the riches depth, love, and a light that you could've ever experienced via a human and some with such bitterness it ached to be near them.
In the lifetime of my travels and flights. I've sat next to a popular female Washington Post reporter, star athlete, stripper from Las Vegas, business men, mother's with crying babies, people traveling with support dogs, those leaving their passport countries and entire families to foreign countries to make a better future, the elderly, a widow accompanying her deceased husband below board back to the Americas in which they were from, wild teenagers privileged enough to travel, honeymooners, adventures, a man down on his luck, soldiers, pilot, flight attendant, those headed to destinations to party hard, a National Geographic photographer, a mother who had just said goodbye to her beloved son being shipped off for war, embassy officials, mile high club lovers (they DO exist), UN representatives, priest, and the list goes on.
In these experiences I've had the privilege of many sharing with me stories of their love, fears, sorrows, aspirations, hopes, and dreams. Strangers on the road of life that became a soul friend in the speed of light transit. It's interesting how a few hours in an air bus with plenty of time, no where to go other than super going somewhere that many have been highly open with me.
Perhaps it's because the minute we de board, we'll never see that person again? On high counseling session that have been infused with the sharing of religions, philosophies, uncharted ideas, and human possibilities. Perfect flight of anonymity!
Each one have left an impression, a footprint on my heart for better understanding the humanity in which we live. A most common humanity riddled with the same challenge for our capacity to love and our ability to be sucked deeply back into our fears. For each of us regardless of our history or circumstance lies the capacity to choose which lens we BE operating from, love vs fear based perspectives in terms of how we choose to fly. This is a universal epidemic to our quality in living and as humanity be working this out, it's a change for good.
I'm more and more being rooted in unconditional love and perhaps that is why many lovely souls out there shared their stories with me over the years. A safe spot to connect as one with authenticity and purity of soul. A choice for good will and loving inter-connected-ness right in the air time of this trip we call Life and it's polarity of seeming darkness. These are the lights in living that illuminate the path to peace in our world. One Loving encounter at a time, radiating out regardless of which place we aboard in Humanity.
Our foundation's primary SOULOP blogger is a Business Woman, Writer, Author, Humanitarian, Life Designer, Nurturer, and Metaphysical Practitioner. Rebecca grew up in the Middle East as an American expatriate child and now resides in the United States. Loving and writing is her passion! The art of loving and healing has played a central role in her life since childhood. She has been a student of metaphysics for over fifteen years and continues her practice in understanding and serving humanity in the ways called.