Mile high club

So I had the strangest flight home tonight. I so wanted to pull out my computer and start typing the details during the flight but the man next to me would not stop staring...here is how it began. 

I was originally supposed to return to Mexico Tuesday...but my loving parents wanted me around for one more day which I was able to swing. Rather than being on a direct flight to Mexico I had a 10 hour flight with a layover in Houston, no problem. 

When I arrived in Houston I took the little tram to terminal D. Has anyone been transported in that contraption?...I felt like a gerbil in a cage on the crazy mouse ride at lagoon with a hint of mental hospital added to the scenery, interesting experience. After the tram ride I waited at the gate to check in and change airlines. I used my free time to read for my classes...I was in my own world with headphones and paper, when I had the strange feeling someone was watching me. I turned around and there was a man standing two lines away and sure enough he was waiting for my glance so that he could send me a smile. Of course trying to be nice I returned the gesture...and also it is very difficult for me to frown at anyone passing a smile my way.

Next, I was sitting having a little dinner and playing on facebook (which has become a bit of a problem for me!) when the same man approached me and asked if he could join me. At this point of the evening I was pretty happy being alone so I declined nicely and told him that maybe we could talk later near the gate...I have the hardest time saying no. 

Later, I was waiting by the gate and he approached me again and began a conversation that seemed harmless enough. We discussed books, work, free time, etc....no big deal.

Then I boarded the plane, once I was seated he asked the person next to me if they would trade him seats so he could sit next to me. I am not bugged at this point because I love meeting new people and airplanes are the perfect place to have interesting conversations (most of the time). I am questioning whether this guy is stalking me though. Thankfully it turned out to be a cool experience. Anyway, the conversation continued and after one hour had passed reiki entered into the conversation and he asked if he could try it. I was a little taken back by the request...I have never just given reiki to a complete stranger on a plane...I am pretty particular about who I share it with. I followed my intuition and explained the procedure and the exchange agreement. His curiosity grew. I said a little prayer in my heart as to whether I should share reiki with this strange man and my feeling was that this man may need a little energetic boost. Reiki was administered. No, I was not freaky about it, I never stood up in the aisle chanting symbolic prayer. I simply held my hand over his (never touching him) and let the energy flow. Well after about 10 min. I stopped and we discussed how he was feeling. He talked about feeling great amounts of heat...which is a common response and also that he felt very relaxed. 

So, I felt good about the outcome and for my payment I asked him to donate the money to a local charity. I will let karma take care of his choice to follow through or not. Later, after going through customs and such the man found me in the airport and told me that he wanted to change his connecting flight so that he could receive more reiki tomorrow...but I kindly declined again because I think reiki on the plane was enough and now I totally think I am being stalked...I am a little slow to figure these things out sometimes. He appeared to be ok with my response. 

So now I think I am an official member of the mile high reiki club!! Yee Haa

After the mini reiki treatment while still sitting on the plane I felt very relaxed and rested. We continued to talk and he was very frank with me and I with him. It was such an interesting conversation, an opportunity to have someone "thin slice" me and tell me immediately what they saw. One thing he did say really struck home and I am still sitting here with it. He said that I appear very approachable and something about me draws people in but that I make it very, very difficult for someone to really get to know me. Yes you may be thinking that this statement could apply to most people or that it is a really good pick up line, but this idea had already been on my mind lately. He said that I showed up as a contradiction, openly cautious. I myself believe a little caution is always useful but I think I have a way of keeping people at a distance...well let's say keeping men at a distance.  Anyway, I have been thinking about what he said...and imagining myself throwing a little (just a wee bit-0-) caution to the wind as my arms open. 

What a flight!