When i sat down across from FeFu (pronounced way-foo) at the airport he was holding his green passport from Thailand, had his eyes closed softly and wore a slight smile on his face. He stayed that way for about 20 minutes and then opened his eyes. We made eye contact and smiled and nodded. Of course i wanted him to know i'm a big deal and everything and yet when he closed his eyes again i thought for a while how there was probably little i could do to create any memorable positive or negative extreme in his mind. We're all just people who think we're unique, just like every one else and i'm pretty sure he knew that. When he came back to a time later i asked if he spoke any english to which he replied no. Enters Resa, a storyteller and child development specialist who happened to be sitting next to him. She filled in the gaps of my laughable spanish and i got to ask him a few questions, the main one being what he does when he loses discipline on the path. When he knows there is more peace and more clarity but can't seem to make himself invest the time in sitting still and seeking freedom from self. That's where i've been for a while and despite all of the other good, i remember in days past being in a more calm place than i am these days. He nodded and said that this happens a lot and to start off slowly and each day try to devote a little more time to what is important, in this case meditation. When i told him that sounded too easy he laughed and in so many words said the answers to most of our big questions were in fact simple.
Best single serving friend ever.