He walked with a grace that seemed almost otherworldly, each step a gentle glide as if he were floating just above the ground. His movements were unhurried, deliberate, and every so often, he would pause to take in his surroundings with a serene gaze. It was as if he existed in a bubble of tranquility, a world of his own making, untouched by the chaos around him.

When I finally mustered the courage to approach him, I was met with a kindness that felt both profound and effortless. His eyes held a depth of understanding, and his smile was warm, inviting. I shared my initial impressions with him, and he listened with a quiet attentiveness that made me feel truly heard.

“Some people are born trying to work and figure out life,” he began, his voice calm and soothing. “I was very fortunate — I was born with complete acceptance. I think the universe is perfect. I actually died once and then came back, so it’s easy for me to be nice.”

His words hung in the air, a testament to a life lived with an extraordinary perspective. There was no hint of arrogance, only a gentle wisdom that came from experiencing the profound and the ineffable. In that moment, I realized that his serenity was not just a state of being, but a gift he shared with those around him, a reminder of the beauty and perfection that exists in every moment. 🌻

©️Beatriz Esmer