the force...

Last Saturday, the Captain, Goom and I were heading out of town to go to a rock and mineral show when a strange little incident happened. We had stopped at a gas station, the Captain and I were chatting when he suddenly dodged away towards the back of his truck.

I was in a bit of a mood and ready to assume the worse about the Captain when I looked out my window and saw that a large young man had fallen down and the Captain was helping him up. (Spirit is always testing me, especially when it comes to the Captain. Let’s just say I have some deeply rooted trust issues.)

I watched as the Captain struggled to help this guy who seemed drugged and perhaps autistic to his feet. This poor guy’s pants had fallen down and thankfully my silent prayer of pull your pants up was answered, unfortunately by the Captain. I opened my door in case I could help.

“Wow, you took quite a fall. It looked like it really hurt,” the Captain said.

The Captain knows a bit about falling. He seems to fall a lot and at 6’4” that is a big deal. This guy was almost as tall but with much more girth. The guy fumbled with a bag of his belongings and limped on his left knee.

“Are you sure you’re ok,” asked the Captain.

“Yeah, I got hit by a car when I was younger,” said the guy as he stumbled away towards the side of the building.

The Captain unable to do much more went into the station. Goom and I were left to watch this guy from our windows. He stood with his mouth agape, eyes drowsy, brown cigarette with a white tip filter in one hand and his bag in the other. He’d lean over towards the ground and then he’d come back up -all in slow motion. Of course Goom became quite fascinated

“What is that guy doing” asked Goom.

“I’m not sure,” I said.

“Is something wrong with him?”

“I’m not sure, honey. He might be a little slow mentally and he might be on drugs.”

“What are drugs?”

“Drugs are something people take to make themselves feel better.”

Then it was silent. I could feel Goom staring at him.

“I’m going to surround him in God,” said Goom.

“That is the perfect thing to do. I will help you,” I said.

“No, I want to do it by myself. I can do it. I’m using the force.”

This past year, I started calling the healing energy of the universe as the “force” so Goom could relate to it. I often use the “force” on him and in turn he’s learned to use it.

“I’m surrounding him in love,” he said.

“I can feel you. You are very powerful.”

As Goom held this guy in love, another man approached the guy and gave him money. I was overcome with love. There are angels all around when we open the possibilities through love for all human kind.

The Captain returned and Goom and I were once again distracted. When we were pulling away, I glanced back and found the guy on the ground leaning against the wall.

We all had a wonderful day together. On the drive back from the show, the Captain and I would find ourselves thinking about this guy.

“You know you pulled his pants up, right?” I asked the Captain.

“I did not”

“Yes, you did.”

We laughed. I found it endearing that he didn’t remember doing it, that it was instinctual. What a good man and what an amazing boy!