The idea of being in service had come up and on the bus home I'd reviewed what I was currently doing and how it matched that idea of service.
Half attending to what was around me, I almost walked into a woman and then realised it was one of my healing circle. She started to speak and within a few words she'd broken down.
She was racing from her work to one of our local hospitals because she'd been phoned with the news that her father had suffered a heart attack.
In the street, with people moving around us I held on to her while she breathed and came back to centre. It took a few minutes and for me the rest of the world around us disappeared as we focused together and she re-connected with Spirit as she understands it to be.
She needed those moments of stillness to gather herself and I was placed in her path to provide them.
St Teresa of Avila talked about us being the hands and feet and face of God and for us to be so, is as practical as those moments I shared with my friend.
She flew off and I went home sending as I went love, light and requests for her connection with spirit to be strong and support her, no matter the outcome.
Thankfully, it wasn't a heart attack but in the exploration, doctors found his medication had caused a problem which might have been more severe.
It was a very practical reminder to me that when I think about large things I could do, I'm offered a small event with larger consequences.
And one of the consequences was that as she drove to the hospital, all the traffic lights were at green, all the roundabouts were clear, she found a parking place easily and as she approached A and E, her father was getting out of an ambulance.