Later that week I was at the senior center thrift store, and to salve my frustration over never finding pants that fit well I was perusing the books. On a top shelf I saw a paperback: Lost Prophet: The Life and Times of Bayard Rustin by John D'Emilio (Free Press). Hey, I thought, that guy. And forgot about it until I got home.
I went back two days later and the book was still there, so after an investment of twelve cents (!) I spent the next week or so immersed in a completely new view of the struggle for civil rights, captivated by the life story of a man about whom I knew nothing just a month before. The point? It's not a new age thing, but coincidences like that are a gift, a chance to trip down an alley you never noticed before and find the store of your dreams, with inkwells and onionskin paper, Turkish Delight and pu erh tea, beeswax, silk, and agate marbles in jars. Next time you're reading and you run across something that tweaks your nose, follow it! You never know exactly what you'll learn, but the trip will be an adventure.