Chameleon

I was wondering today if I have a “field of null” around me. I do not act in public the way many people act, and how I act is more mature, observant, and solitary.

Unless, of course, I am motivated suddenly to break out of hiding and share warmth with somebody. Otherwise, I navigate around others, following my own lines of inquiry.

For example, this evening I met a lovely woman from Romania who was drawn to our dogs. Suddenly, I felt it was right and good to let her hold the leash of one while I retreived the other from the car.

Normally, I would not trust “a stranger” with our prized ones, but there was something about her reaching to connect with me that allowed me to feel I could gift some trust.

And, once I gave her the opportunity, I got the sense that this somehow elevated her sense of status and well being.

I do that sometimes, if the moment is right. I follow my heart and discover later how it may have helped the recipient.

Then, I return again to the inner privacy of enshrouded mystery, veiled once more by the people around me.