Fine rain fell from a grey December sky as I followed my family off the High Street and into one of the little side streets that runs north-south in this old market town in North Devon. The shops these days are full of Christmas lights and cut price lures to get us to spend our money and keep the economy afloat. We were heading for the cafe on the corner, and my sore throat ached for a hot drink to soothe. In an empty doorway, cold and filthy, sat a human being, just like me. He was shrivelled, dirty and alone, no dog this time to keep the homeless company. His greying hair was straggly and his face drawn as he propped himself up against a door peppered with tattered flyers and last nights vomit. I walked past him, thinking only of myself, but then stopped and walked back.
"Coffee or hot chocolate?" I asked him.
"Chocolate please!" he said with hope.
I bought the drink and a croissant with ham and cheese and took it back to my friend in the doorway... my friend in Life.
"Thank you" he said.
I looked into his eyes and saw the same Universe I see in everyone. I reached out and touched his face - I couldn't help it - I went with a nudge from something so much greater than me. His beard was soft, and his eyes as blue as cornflowers in a summer meadow. We looked at each other.
He tried to speak, but no words came - so we simply smiled instead.
I blessed him as he blessed me. We shared the space - we were One.