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A Change in Perspective

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I met a man who changed my perspective this morning. His name is Jack, and I’d like to tell you about him.

I haven’t been to the dentist in an embarrassingly long time (sorry mom and dad). Long story short, today was my first exam since moving to San Diego, and I booked it at a clinic downtown.

I’m sitting alone in the waiting room when two older gentlemen and a chihuahua who’s definitely been on the receiving end of a lot of love and a LOT of treats, come in and sit down next to me.

One of the men points to my necklace and asks if it was quartz. I told him it was citrine, but that I LOVE me some quartz.

This man, Jack, 78, told me about his house. He says it’s shaped like a grand piano. The details are fuzzy because I was so blown away by the rest of this, so forgive me.

The house was built in the 30’s by a famous opera singer. When he bought it, it was owned by some cult. This “cult” (unnamed) put piles and piles and piles of quartz in every room. He said there’s one passageway in the house where you can just FEEL the vibration/energy.

We talked about my necklace (citrine), and my bracelets (howlite, agate, and black tourmaline) and I just said, “Clearly, I love rocks.”

Right before they called me back, he gave me his address and phone number.

He said that yesterday, he had been diagnosed with prostate cancer, and he wasn’t sure if it was months or years to live, but that it was looking grim.

He said that he had a funny feeling that I’m supposed to get some of these crystals, and that he had the perfect one in mind for me. He checked with his friend, Tom, to see if he knew which on he was talking about. Tom did.

I took the receipt (Jack likes Chicken Chow Mein) with his number and address and thanked him for the conversation.

Then I walked back to the exam room, crying hysterically.

I very easily could have (and in the past, would have) kept looking at my phone, pretending to be busy, looking away, or being short/polite if they talked to me.

But with everything going on in the world right now, we could all use a bit more human connection.

I’m really glad my dentist was running behind this morning, and I’m really glad I had a chance to chat with Jack and Tom.

Those two men probably have no idea the impact they had on me, but it’s looking like I’ll have a chance to tell them.

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