Have a deep meaningful life changing conversation with a stranger

Again, he wasn’t really a stranger, he was a guitar player where I work, so I knew him. Or just his first name. I was going to lunch but I stopped by his shop ‘cause he was playing. I’ve talked with him many times but it was only because of our job. Today we talked about us, that was fun. I enjoyed.

To be honest, that conversation didn’t change my life, but sort of open my eyes. I found out he was a very interesting person. And even though we seem very different, actually we are, I guess we related on certain point. He’s really nice. I cannot wait to talk to him again.

But maybe this meaningful life-changing conversation must be made in many separate moments? Maybe this meaningful life-changing conversation has just begun?

i’ve always envied those movies where two strangers meet in a park or coffee place and have a life altering convo with someone they’ll probably never see again in their lives.

again and again….
i am that stranger, whom?
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I don’t even know what a stranger means to me. Is it someone I’ve never seen? Or someone I know, but not deeply, like someone who would talk to me in a way I wouldn’t have expected? Or someone I know, like who he/she is but not more?

And what’s a meaningful life changing conversation? Is it gonna change my life for the best? Or for the worst? Or is it gonne make me realize something I didn’t know about myself? Am I suppose to be happy after this conversation or just as lost as before ‘cause it would have completely change my points of view?

And how deep must it be? And How long?

There are too much questions in my head. I did have conversation like that but not with strangers.. And I’ve known some people who have changed my life, but not with a single conversation. In a certain way, I think it takes time to make a difference in someone’s life.

In 2000, I had just moved back to New York, and was in a really bad mood. It was during the Christmas Holiday and a man began to speak with me. He began by saying that I shouldn’t have such a sad expression on my face. As aggravated as I was, I didn’t want to listen to him, so I ignored him. He continued speaking, taking no offense by my actions. He spoke words of encouragement, sounding both apologetic for reading my life and speaking of it out loud for other strangers to hear, and also of hope as though he was saving me from some drastic event. I looked up and in his eyes, I felt what he was saying, though he was a stranger to me. It made me feel great that it was so meaningful, but what touched me the most was that he said, and this I will never forget, “I was sent here to speak to you because I, like yourself am one of the random ones in the world. We are not here to please everyone, but many we will touch. And all we have to do is be ourselves. This alone will encourage others to believe. We can be whoever we want and no matter at the end, we will be happy.” I really never felt like that, and still struggle through feeling whole. But, when I am at my worst emotionally and mentally, I think of this man, and remember… he was a stranger who chose me of everyone on that train, and made me smile when I needed to most.

i had managed to steal a little time away from the family and went to the grocery. with ipod in hand and buds in ears, i went about my business shopping, at a meandering pace, just enjoying the break. how much more closed off to those around you can you get…right? when finished, i shut off the tunes and was loading the groceries from the car to the car. (no bags, so a bit tedious yet conscientious) i have to tell you it was one of those rare days in the midst of ohio winter where the sun comes out and it is spring-like warm. an older man, sort of dancing, walked up and began helping me unload my cart, planning to use it when finished. we discussed the weather,because it was unavoidable and not the least cliche given it was winter. we had the nicest conversation about the affect of sunlight on mood and then…when finished we wished each other well and he started singing “here comes the sun”, (beatles, of coarse) and i joined in. we both giggled a bit and went on our way. this 5 minute interaction made my day, and it is making it again just by writing about it!

is not out of the ordinary with me as I do this constantly with my job at work when talking to strangers about crisis situations. We often learn that oftentimes we are just that right person for that person to talk to and somehow we were matched up in the caller sequence. It is amazing how fate works its way out (even if you don’t believe in fate 100%).

I am not too good to sit down next to someone and start up a conversation out of the blue. I will talk to most anyone!! Now, I didn’t say that I was always welcomed b/c some people were sitting there probably to be by themselves for one reason or another and here I come; however, I have on the whole been genereally met with receptiveness.

This is something that someone should always try to do as often as possible. You will never know just what the story is behind the person you meet!!!

Kat

.. yesterday, no, this morning. But it wasn’t really a stranger. I can’t say it counts..

I haven’t had this with a stranger as such, they were a stranger, and I guess in some ways they still are. But within weeks we’d formed a strong relationship.

Yet, I feel I’ve had those life changing moments talking to this person. It’s about talking to someone who has a totally different way of looking at things than yourself. That is truely thought provoking and touching moment.

I believe the greatest moments in life are the ones that you won’t expect and will come from nowhere.

But they will come and move you and enlighten you, and save you and change you, and inspire you, and will mean something.

I’ve always dreamed that one day I’ll have that random life saving conversation with some stranger that I won’t see again, but as a result will save me.

But I’ve always a been a bit of a dreamer like that.