This morning was different. As I walked to the market, she held out her hand, just as I neared her. I stopped and stooped to the level of her face. She didn't ask for money, but as I started to pull a bill from my pocket, she said:
"God will direct you. You will be guided in what you buy because he loves you. You are God's child."
I said thank you and gave her the bill. One might think that that's a generic message which she says to everyone, but (a) I've only ever seen her talking to one person, so it's not like she tells that to everybody who passes (b) she has never stopped me or spoken to me before, but she did today. Why?
Whether or not she has said it to others (and if she did it would be true for them too), as she was saying it, I felt as though she was delivering the message just for me in that moment. I also felt it was referring to a lot more than just 'buying' things in the market. It was about guidance for what I am led to and what I choose ('buy') in life.
I asked her: "Do you come here every day?"
Old Woman: No. Only Saturday and Sunday.
Me: Where do you live?
Her: (she mentions a place beginning with C that I can't recall the name of right now)
Me: Do you walk here?
Her: No. I does come with the girl.
It turns out that I did have a very successful 'buying' experience in the market. I went with only $73 and thought I would hardly get anything. But a god (typo, but I'll leave it. How apt, given the subject of her message!) ... I was going to say: But a god ... there's that typo again! What I'm trying to say is that I got a good amount of vegetables and fruits ... in addition to two large bundles of poi bhagee which I look for every time I go to the market and have never seen any to buy until today! And I left with change to spare.
On the way back I stopped by her.
Me: Would you like a banana?
Her: I can't eat bananas. (She points to her upper right lip which is sloping downward). I get an injection there and I could only drink tea. Or bread soak in tea.
At this point a man stopped to give her newspapers, fishing in his pocket (for money?) and started telling her about what was in the market. I walked away, thinking that maybe the next time, if she's there, I would find out her name and speak to her some more.
What would you want to ask if you met her?