a little magic today

February 26, 2013

I have this routine, I go to the Klatch, sit down, and work.  For some reason, I have grown into having to get out of wherever I am to go and  sit in a noisy cafe to drown into my work.  A sort of  isolation by  crowd therapy.  The louder the noise, the thicker the bubble.  I really get focused.

But want it or not, you meet people.  And I must say, I have come to really relish the interventions of strangers.  It is a risk they take, they open up, reach out.  99.9 % of the time it is quite special.

Earlier today, I had been sitting with one of these new friends at a large 4 chair table.  When he left I figured I better leave the table for a group to use instead of me alone so I went back to the “communal table”  A long 12 seater where lone customers like me sit side by side doing whatever they do, which usually involves a laptop and a cup of coffee.

I took a seat and next to me was an elderly couple.  They had to be well into their 70’s if not more.  They are regulars, the man always has an incredibly gentle demeanor and he always helps his wife in the kindest, supportive way.  She is quiet, does not speak much, but has a very beautiful smile.  I had met them before.  Back in 2010 when I had just been gifted Beowulf, my BMW K75.  He remembered that.  I told him a bit what had happened since then.  The new bike, the homelessness in Canada, then the meeting o of Turks in Ottawa and the following discovery of their music and the saz and how all this now brings me to this moment where I sit in this cafe, writing a grant proposal to help pay for my studies of the saz in Istanbul, Turkey.

“Oh, we went to Istanbul, a while back…  The people were so kind…  and the food was really good…” he was telling me.

“We went to Cappadochia and we went in the east, far in the East, where people don’t go, near Van… we had to have a military escort to see the historical sites, the Kurds could be attacking… ”

The conversation was really enjoyable, I told them how I have found a saz teacher, how much I am looking forward to this trip, to the learning, how fast it is coming.  They finished their drink, a tall cup with two straws and they left.

About 40 minutes later I saw them come in the cafe again, I wondered but kept working.  A moment later, her was next to me and extending a book towards me.


“We thought you could enjoy this, I know you travel light but you might like this.”  It was a photo book of Istanbul, I was flabbergasted.  How thoughtful this gesture was.   I opened it up and it had really beautiful photos in there, I was totally digging this.  Then he said:

“Oh and here…”  he had a worn envelope in his hand.  ” When we went, they told us to give $2 dollar bills as gratuities, so we got a whole bunch, you can probably use that…”



The envelope contained a thick stack of two dollar bills…

“Huh???”  was about as much as I could come up with.  They said goodbye and left me there confounded.

“What the?!”

I said, looking at these things in my hands.  I actually had never seen a $2 US bill.  Now I had a stack of them that had just been handed to me by a stranger and his sweet wife.  I pulled them out.  At the back of the stack the very last bill looked different.  It was blackened, really old, worn, with a piece of aged scotch tape on it.  I looked closer and…


The year on it…  well, it was the year I was born.

Try to explain this one…



2 Responses to “a little magic today”

  1. mq01 Says:

    yes. the snow moon brings wonderful magical things! what a beautiful couple and moment in time 🙂 pay it forward babe… thank you for sharing the love they shared with you out to the world. xx

  2. bobskoot Says:


    It was meant to be. It is an omen of the future. You were blessed by Angels

    Riding the Wet Coast

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