I took a special trip this weekend to spend some time with a friend, visit some family, and soak up some love in a beautiful little town in the middle of Florida called Cassadaga.
I’m extremely careful about broaching the subject of religion with people. I have very strong opinions on the subject of organized religion and choose to keep those opinions to myself. I think everyone is entitled to make their own decisions about their faith, what they choose to believe in, what customs they choose to follow. Who am I to say what I believe in is superior to what you believe in? I’ve experienced some things in my day that boggle even my own mind. Only a small circle of my friends have heard some of these stories – and even some of my closest loved ones have heard none of them.
Cassadaga is a spiritual community full of an energy that is hard to describe. It’s the kind of place you’re drawn to … or not, as the case may be. Even though I’d known about it for years when I lived in South Florida … it took me moving to California to be drawn back to it. When I first got there I immediately couldn’t breathe. The energy was so strong it nearly triggered an asthma attack. It felt like breathing in love … but an overwhelming love … so overwhelming, in fact, that it was nearly suffocating. I experienced a lot of different things in Cassadaga. I met a slew of interesting people. It was an extremely emotional weekend.
I left there feeling loved and apparently I carried it around with me. The day after I left Cassadaga I was having breakfast at an Ihop in Daytona Beach, surrounded by bikers (it was the end of bike week in Daytona). I stopped in the ladies room on our way out when I ran into a young woman. I was struck by how adorable her hair was and I told her just that “you’re hair is just adorable”. She stopped and looked at me and said “I know that message came from God. I know it did. I lost all of my hair last year and this is as much as it will grow.” She had tears in her eyes. I looked at her and said “you’re beautiful”. Then I walked up to her, hugged her and whispered in her ear “you’re beautiful, don’t ever forget it”. And I meant it. She embraced me and said “I know you’re speaking through God”. She turned to walk away and smiled and told me I’d made her day. I too was a little choked up, but I left smiling.
In fact, I’m still smiling.