I leave the house around 10:30. Across Saint Claude I hit the stream of beauty. I take the stream to Franklin, the joy is amplified.
I cross Royal.
A man sits with his head in his hands the look of sadness permeates. I walk past him and make it 5 steps contemplating all of us, on the street having the best time, he sits 3 feet away sad. I look like magic, today I will be. I walk back thrust out my hand with a 20.
“Happy Mardi Gras brother” I say, he looks up and smiles
“How did you know” with a quick Triple take on that $20 the sadness lifts I see the person not the pain
“I just know” I say , “I’m magic” trying to be present but deliberate in my intention
“I’m one of the good ones” he says, longing in his voice, I tear up
“I know man”
We look at each other, he sees me glittery and gold, Today I saw him, and that’s what made the difference
He smiles, sunshine and sparkles on his face, shakes his head, today he can be whoever he wants
Happy Mardi Gras
Eli
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