“Be clearly aware of the stars and infinity on high. Then life seems almost enchanted after all.”
― Vincent van Gogh
A couple of years ago, during an event called the Museum Mile, I decided to pick one museum to spend my afternoon. I picked the Metropolitan Museum of Modern Art. I remembered waiting on the steps of the Met waiting for the five o’clock to hit. I also remembered not looking for anything in particular. So when I was wandering aimlessly taking in all the art on the walls, two dimensional or not, I didn’t care to much for the crowds. I went at my pace and took my time at each photo. But when I noticed a lot of people huddle close to one work of art in particular, I was curious. And this is what I saw. A painting that I had only seen in books and on art prints. Starry Night by Vincent Van Gogh. Though I had not actively searched for it I found it and I was glad.
Months later, when I returned home, I bumped into an old high school friend. Other than trading the usual updates and how are yous, he told me that he saw my post on Facebook about seeing this painting. It was his life’s dream, he said, to see the painting. And that it renewed his plans to go to New York City to see the painting in person like I had.
That encounter reminds me so often about the things that happen when we least plan for them and how, though, it may not mean much to me now, it does mean something greater and that epiphany happens when it wills it to happen.