Many years ago, it was not long after I got divorced, I had a hard time loving myself. I remember one evening I felt so lonely and bad, that something in my mind gave me the thought I should try a typical male thing: to have sex and forget about the misery. Actually, I knew this would not work well, but I went out to a hooker.
She was big with big eyes and surprisingly kind. It took not long and I felt tears in my eyes. All misery I felt in that time came to my mind. Look, I said to her, I want to be honest to you. I am a priest, and I came here because I feel so sad and hate myself!
Slowly she came close to me and hugged me, and then she begun to weep, and we both were sitting there and wept many tears.
We had no sex. It was to me like like something I have never forgotten. It was a timeless time of love and comfort, like a silent friend with tears and a big heart and soft arms and a scent of home. And she was a hooker.
Never again I went to a prostitute. Month later I saw her in a big limo with a mafia looking guy,and she looked at me and I saw her eyes that she loved me. She has saved me at that sad evening years ago. And still today I get a soft feeling when I think of this strange encounter.
If you want, read the book "Eleven Minutes" by Paulo Coelho...
You need to be a member of Ashtar Command - Spiritual Community to add comments!
Replies
sometimes we release our energies in the most strange situations, each bearing huge imprint upon our next actions................................
Great story. The power of love can find you no matter where you are.
thanks for sharing yr experience..cheers !!
a touching story.... no pun intended ;)
...no real pun...
this experience was extraordinary to me. I very often think about her and say a silent prayer.
I have no intent to find her after this long time. But I saw the little spark of love even in hardcore areas like prostitution. It was a healing power, and I also felt lots of shame going as a male to places like these...
She gave me in this hour a confirmation that humans are able to love and heal...by being lovely and silent...
I liked the story too , it was touching... !! well least for me, i know a similar story about someone else who also went to a prostitute, he told me a similar story... its really nice that can happen ;)
Do you see the girl in my pic? This is more than 25 years ago that someone shot that pic from an Afghan girl for National Geographic, and I fell in love to her from the very beginning...
And similar was the look at me when I saw her in the limo...
yeh ive seen this girls pic before, she is extraordinary innocent charm :)
Love the book, my boyfriend had to read it before we had sex...(=joke :))
lol