Are You Superstitious...And Still Wearing Church Clothes?
For almost three months, nothing happened. Not almost nothing. Nothing. I had introduced two people who clearly needed to meet. One had access to doors — platforms, programs, interviews, visibility opportunities, and spaces where meaningful stories could reach the people who needed them. The other carried a message born out of compassion, grief work, healing, and service. Her life’s work was helping hurting people find language for pain, memory, loss, love, and hope. It made sense. Too much sense. That was the strange part. Have you ever made a connection that looked so obviously meaningful, so clearly aligned, so full of possibility — and then watched it sit there? No movement. No meeting. No follow-up. No spark. Just silence. Three months of “maybe later.” Three months of “I thought this would happen by now.” Three months of wondering whether the moment had passed. Then one day, the person with access to the platforms had a cancellation. A sudden gap in the schedule. An unexpec...