The scene is Scottsdale, Arizona in November of 2019.
My bride-to-be friend kissed a bald man’s head on a bachelorette dare. He was amenable to the proposition, and while some of my companions basked in the social presence of humans, I squirmed uncomfortably at the mere thought of talking to strangers. A bachelorette scratch-off ticket revealed my dare: to wink at a stranger. (I did this, later, to a stranger who had already been vetted by one of my friends as “not a creep”).
Fast forward to whatever the hell’s going on now (I am filled too full to the brim with privilege to spill over about my experience with this pandemic here). A few weeks ago, a new voice cleared its throat in our apartment as my husband started doing 25-minute high-impact exercise videos from 2013. These videos have it all: sweaty abs, encouraging shouts, ads for superfood shakes.
All of the lunging and squatting eventually reminded me that I, too, have a physical body, and it probably needs those things right now. So I joined in. And there, my friends, he was.
Shaun T, the trainer, reminds me to FOCUS just as I realize—his is the bald head my friend kissed at a Mexican-Asian fusion restaurant in Arizona in 2019.
What do you do with a synchronicity like this? What do you do when the universe pulls two dots out of an infinite hat, and strings them together with a perfect gold chain? Am I being dramatic? I do not think I am being dramatic.
I’ve been weaving together a decade-long tapestry of the events that had to led me to this connection: I needed to date Victor, to meet his comedy friends, to have one of those friends recommend Victor for an internship in LA, to have that same friend meet a wonderful woman, for me to move to Los Angeles and become her friend, and to get invited to that bachelorette party. Even then, a pandemic would have to bring us face-to-face with high intensity workouts at home.
It all, literally, circles back so many years that I’m dizzy from it all. Or maybe I’m just dizzy from the rotating squat jumps.
Maybe, like Shaun T says, I just need to keep focus.
Today’s Reminder:
The universe sometimes sings in harmony with your song; listen for it, tune to it, create music with it.
Next Steps: Drink a glass of water, touch your hands to the floor for a stretch, and frame up your afternoon workout a little more positively today.
The actual kiss of coincidence