I have shared this with some of you before. At times, I can hear/see chords, notes, and tones as colors. It is not something that I can control and it does not happen all of the time. Also, some of you have heard me share that sometimes I can see or perhaps a better way of explaining this is to say “sense” what I have come to understand as a persons’ aura. This ability has been with me for some time.
A few days ago a woman walked into Heights Guitars she had a very bright light. I have only seen a light like this a few times in my life. A calm came over me and I was drawn to this woman. Not in a sexual way… it is something that I do not understand. I do not question it, and I rarely talk about it. The light is not constant… it comes then it goes.
Anyway I started to talk to this woman about her quest to find an instrument that she could travel with on an upcoming journey. We talked for a while and I knew right away that there was only one guitar in the shop that should be in her hands.
I showed and played other guitars for her. The next guitar that I wanted to show her was “the” guitar. It was on the other side of the room we were in. Before I could get it for her, she stood up, took off her coat, walked over to this guitar. Picked it up and walked back to the chair she was sitting in and with the touch of a healer, she began to finger pick this instrument. The light was back only it was different.
She told me that she loved this instrument but it was still a little more than she should spend. I have a fiduciary responsibility to the owners of the store and because of this there was nothing that I could do about the price.
I looked at her, and she at me for what seemed like a really long time. She handed the instrument to me and put back on her coat. She said that it was very nice to have met me, and that she would be back. She told me her name was Alice, and she extended her hand. I told her my name was Darrell, and I extended both of my hands, palms up, wanting nothing, expecting nothing. She came closer and we embraced in a warm and receiving hug. Nothing else was said. She walked out the door; I was looking at her while she was leaving. She looked backed and we both smiled.
I told my friend Sam (she is the district manager of this and the shop in Toledo) that this guitar was going to be Alice’s’ guitar.
Several days passed and the guitar was still in the shop and Alice had not returned. Others had come into the store and looked and played this instrument. No light. None of any kind. I began to think about buying the guitar myself, this would be the only way I could hold on to it until Alice returned.
This past Tuesday, Alice came back… with her light. She looked at me and said I came back for my guitar. I told her that I felt that she would be back. I told her of my intention to buy the guitar to secure it for her. She asked what would I have done if she did not return. I do not remember what my answer was. Actually I do not remember much at all after the two of them were together.
She told me about the adventure to India that she was about to embark on. I told her that I wanted to give her a gift to take with her. I may have something that will fit the bill. I will bring it to the shop. I asked her to stop by before she left on her journey. She said that she would.
I look forward to seeing Alice again. Until then I am enjoying this moment in wonderland.
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