An Honest Thought...
about 20 years ago, i was whistling a tune to myself while shopping at an office supply store, it was a quiet tune. i am not one of those loud whistlers that are often annoying and intrusive. when i approached the check-out women, i noticed that she was a senior citizen. some businesses hire retirees who want to still be in the work force. she was certainly well beyond retirement age. she was a lovely women and asked me, when i approached, if it had been me that she heard whistleing. i had to think for a second because i wasn't sure, i am often whistleing without really thinking. i realized that i had been and said yes. to that she said... "you must be an old soul" i had never heard that term before but i loved how it sounded and it made me think of what that could mean.
an old soul versus a young soul... i've always felt like i have 'been here' before but that is such a difficult thing to discuss or convey, but maybe my sould has been here before and she, another old soul recognized me; it was a beautiful thought. i think about that often and how that chance encounter and that one observation by a complete stranger, has helped me better understand me, the feelings, emotions and sensations i have from time to time.
i am an old sould and wonder what is next.
