There was a old blind man sitting on a side of the road under the shade of a very large tree in Macedonia. There he was doing magic tricks, like making things levitate and vanish into thin air. It drew me closer to watch, when he then offered me a drink of ice cold water on a hot summer day. It was when our conversation started. He told me he was visited by God one night in a dream and was the reason he went blind. Of course my skeptical nature kicked in as I inquired further for details of his claim. He further elaborated that he was chosen for a very specific purpose. The old man continued, that he didn’t believe God was really choosing him, so God said to him that he will give him a choice. The first proposal was that the old man can continue as a normal human being but would bestow upon him a direction to how he should lead his life, an ordinary life that drinks from the carpenters cup. The second proposal was that God would reveal to the old man it’s true nature, but in doing so the old man would lose his sight but would be bestowed with special Super natural gifts and as Long he used those gifts to heal and to bless others that his life will be one of fulfilment and never have a desire for need or want. The old man choose the latter, and woke up not having the ability of his eyes.
After hearing this story, and discussing the topic of whether God was real or not, his last words of advice to me was, to kill my TV and start living in the now. I still have time to clean my aura he said. He saw something in me that I was not aware of at the time, but he knew of my pain of the loss of my father whose name was “Yellow Horse”. How could a stranger, a blind man whom I never met before know my Lakota roots and of my father? He said, know your true father! Needless to say, my life was never the same again.
