Sunday night my wife and I got back to Rochester from two weeks of "vacation for the mind" in Orlando, Florida reviewing the Avatar Wizard Course.
Our plane from Chicago to Rochester arrived late by four hours. It was well past mid-night that we found ourselves at the eerily deserted airport.
I even joked with Ray (the only visible airport staff left) who was in charge of airport ground transportation, "Does the airport allow people sleep overnight?"
Ray was friendly and warm. We struck up a conversation and found that he was from Hawaii and just retired as a non-commissioned office from the army reserve and now worked part time at the airport. Though his shift was supposed to be from 3PM to 9pm, he felt compelled to stay behind to make sure that every last passenger got ground transportation. That's called dedication.
As we talked it dawned on him that we lived very close together--at north west Rochester. He offered to give us a ride home instead of waiting with little assurance when the next cab would actually show up.
So, we called to cancel the non-coming cab and got a ride from Ray. On the ride, we got to know a bit more about each other and had a wonderful conversation.
That's the aloha spirit.
And that along with the link to the "Interview with God" that Teresa sent reminded me that the universe's grace and good nature are everywhere. Our job is to simply be open to them.
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