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Who could be knocking at the door at this hour?

The front door bell rang last evening just after six or so. While I was making my way toward the door there was an insistent knock. Goodness, what's this? I thought. It's rather rare for someone to come to the front door around that time, and as I opened the door I was wondering if it might be a solicitation of some kind. There was, I hoped, a reasonably friendly expression on my face as I looked out the door.

A young woman with there. She had a sweet, although troubled expression on her face. I had never seen her before, but quickly registered that she didn't want to give me any religious tracts or suchlike.

"I'm sorry to trouble you," she said, "but have you seen a small black poodle in the street? I've lost him and I'm trying to find him."

I couldn't really help. I hadn't seen any sign of such a creature.

It was actually a very sweet moment as I commiserated with this young woman and we touched a moment of shared humanity. Before I closed the door I said I was sure she would find her dog. She smiled a little wistfully and went on her way. I doubt I will ever see her again, and will never know what happened to her small black poodle.

I was thinking of this innocent little encounter this morning, as I turned on my computer and started to think about writing a new post after returning from a trip to Vancouver, British Columbia, to visit family and friends.

We take our casual encounters with other people fairly casually, for the most part, understandably so. We have things to do, places to go, as JoAnn likes to express it. But there is a peculiar miracle present, it seems to me, any time life brings us into a closer connection with another person for some reason or another, whether we know them or not..

We are being given an opportunity to see the face of God, the face of Being, reflected back to us in a way that is utterly unique to that particular person, that particular life expression.

No one else expresses life, or truth, the same way you do. No one else possibly could. You are unique, just as the young woman who came to my door for a few moments last evening was a unique expression of the human spirit

One truth is in us all. One Being binds us all. One true love is within us all. What an extraordinary time this is, in which we may, if we will, give ever fresh expression to our own love and truth no matter what horrendous circumstances confront our world.


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Jill Campana October 11, 2009 at 9:19 am

I love this blog Chris. I’m posting it on my Facebook page. It is so so true that miracles happen in the moment, even a stranger knocking on the door inquiring about a lost dog (hope she found it). There was a movie out several years ago, “Grand Canyon” with Danny Glover and Kevin Kline; an unlikely friendship developed from a terrifying experience. At one point, the wife of Kevin Kline’s character says (and I paraphrase), “what is miracles are happening every moment and we’re just not on hand to see them?”.

A kind word, a smile, a soft touch, a phone call, or our noble presence in the midst of chaos. Yes, one truth is in all of us.

Thanks Chris!




Christopher Foster October 11, 2009 at 9:48 am

Thanks so much for your comment Jill. Your words are lovely and especially your closing words. And thank you for posting the blog on your Facebook page. I hope the young lady found her dog too. “Grand Canyon” sounds interesting. I’ll keep it in mind for netflix.


Ingrid October 12, 2009 at 7:21 am

Thank you for this simple but profound reminder–so timely in my experience today! We have been deluded into thinking that ‘big’ newsworthy events, or at least ones catching the attention of others in some way, are what carry importance. In the meanwhile, we can overlook the true significance of handling with loving care exactly what the ocean of life washes up on our shores–the heart of practical living and acknowledging the connectedness of all living Beings in the One. It is really HOW I handle the little moments, the little details, that matters, not so much what I need to handle. A simple shift in attitude–miraculous simplicity itself!


Lulin Zheng October 12, 2009 at 1:52 pm

Love this article, Chris. I have been very fortunate to have been to many countries. I treasure every person I met, no matter how long we knew each other or how little we know each other. I often think, with so many billions of people on earth, how many can we have the fortune to get to know and to understand. It is a blessing for me to know or talked for a few minutes with every one I met. I often wish them good luck and a good life. Meanwhile I want to thank you, Chris, on this Thanksgiving day in Canada, for posting these beautiful and inspirational articles. I love to read them and they have become part of my life.

With love and repsect,


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