I was at the club on the elliptical machine, eyes closed focused on the task at hand, sending Love and Light to my parents as my mother toys with opening the door called Death.
Then I felt a presence.
Four young developmentally challenged men had come to wipe down the rowing machines just ahead of me. The presence I felt was of the most shy from the group. He uttered not one word, but his soul was jumping up and down, waving greetings to me. Of course he chose the machine directly in front of me so I could dance with him in silence.
Such a gentle, sweet man. ♥ What a lovely experience that was!