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The store manager snapped before
woman could speak. ‘You ain’t coming in, we're closing.’
‘Tis okay,’
woman said, in broken English. She unfolded a piece of paper and thrust it out to
Store Manager. ‘I am looking for
Warwick Road. I am lost. Can you help me?’
‘Ain’t got a clue,’
manager shrugged. As I eased through
gap between
woman,
door and
store manager, I was appalled by his attitude. He managed a bookstore – surely they stocked a map!
Then I thought… ‘Warwick Road. Warwick Road… I know that road… ‘Where is it? Where is it?’
As
moments rushed by,
woman disappeared, melding into
dark, busy streets of London. Then I remembered
A-Z map I had in my hotel bedroom, which was no more than one hundred yards away. I knew I would have to run to catch her up, but as I started to run, something happen.
It all unfolded in my imagination: A woman walking
streets in London, approached by a man jogging after her, calling out, ‘I can help. I can help,’ and saying follow me back to my hotel. I have an A-Z map up in my room!’
It didn’t add up.
I stopped dead in my tracks. I let her go. I let her go into
darkness of a London night… alone… And this is what happened to me when I got back to my hotel room.
It bothered me that I had not helped
woman and I paced
floor. It bothered me so much I ended up looking for Warwick Road on
A-Z map. I found it, right at
end of
road my hotel was on… and for that matter where
bookstore was located! Right then I spotted
bag my new book was in and shook it out and it fell out onto
bed… open on a page with a very odd question.
It asked a question. ‘Who are you?’ Immediately I knew why I was so bothered by my inability to help
woman. In that moment it all made sense to me. I had become so frustrated because I knew that I could have helped that woman and didn’t. I knew I was here to help people find direction in life. And that realisation led to another…
It really was quite ironic as I thought about
events: here I was, supposedly not lost and yet a woman who had admitted to being lost had made me think about my life again. The fact that she had been lost and I had failed to help gave me a wonderful reminder of who I was and what my life path is all about. This woman who claimed to be lost had most definitely given me directions back to who I am; that’s
‘who’ that got lost in all those life issues.
What if every experience in life is sent to you so you can understand who you are and what life is all about? Don’t wait for a death or an accident to realise who you are and what is important to you. Live life now… in every moment!

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