A Kindred Soul

Chinese beach girl 2

Recently I posted a story about me, as a child, standing alone and singing my heart out from atop a snowdrift.

One day, a few years ago, as I walked along the ocean in Waikiki, I came upon an oriental girl, sitting on the seawall, strumming her ukulele and singing her heart out to the ocean. . . or, perhaps, to the universe.   She turned to smile at me and then turned back.  It was a moment of oneness.

 

 

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: