The Full Story

It was a busy room filled with people milling around. I was minding my own business when suddenly this woman walked into me.

"Oops! Oh my gosh! Are you okay?"

"Uhhh…yeah," I said catching my bearings.

"Are you sure?" she said reaching out to touch my shoulder. "I am so sorry."

"No I'm fine." I smiled at her warmth.

"I should have been paying attention to…" Our eyes met. She smiled and started blushing. "I…umm…"

I laughed and then noticed how beautiful she looked standing there. "No it's okay. Things like this happen."

"I feel really silly right now."

"No don't. Trust me, I don't mind."

We started talking. She told me how she was walking around trying to find her friend. Then I told her that I was waiting for my friend to come find me. We both laughed and said simultaneously "You know…there are no such things as coincidences."

Then we stood there in shock and broke out in laughter.

We continued talking. Sharing stories, smiling and laughing. And then the conversation started to change. The other people in the busy room seemed to disappear. And before I knew it, time seemed to stand still. Maybe you've had a conversation like this. It's not just words coming out of your mouth, but communication. A deep connection to the other person. And every time you said something, it sparked something from the other person. Intense. Funny. Serious. Weird. It didn't matter. Whatever was spoken deepened and intensified the connection.

That's what this conversation had become, and I could tell she was sensing it too. This intimate bond. Comfortable, warm, nice…and oh, so familiar. We both looked into each other's eyes and smiled when we realized what is happening.

I don't know how much time passed. It could've been ten minutes. Thirty. Maybe even an hour. I didn't really care. I was connecting to this woman. This magnificent incredible woman. So beautiful and smart and funny. Just talking to her made me feel more alive than ever before. I wanted to be with her… To hold her and feel her and… well… to know her name.

"By the way, my name is Scott."

"Hi, Scott. I'm Thor."

"Thor?" I stood there puzzled thinking of the superhero character.

"Yeah, I know," she blushed. "It's a little strange."

"So is your best friend named Spiderman?"

She laughed. "Like I haven't heard that joke before!"

And then I woke up from the dream.

No.

It can't be.

I lay still - shocked to find myself in bed. Wait a minute! Where did she go? Where is Thor? She was just standing here with me. Thor was… Wait, what kind of name is Thor? I couldn't have come up with a name like Susan or Kathy or Diane? I had to come up with Thor? Isn't that the Nordic God of Thunder or something? It's a guy's name! What's up with that?

As the haze of sleep started to fade, so did the image of her face. But I could still feel her inside me. The connection. That intense feeling. And as the morning shifted to afternoon, I couldn't shake that feeling. I had to find her. I had to be with her again. I had to find this amazing woman who could so completely transform me with a single conversation. It couldn't be hard, right? I didn't get her last name, but how many women could be named Thor?

She had ignited something deep inside of me that had long been asleep. My passion. My fire. I had been lifeless. I did things because I thought I should be doing them, not because I wanted to or even needed to. I was just following rules and expectations. I couldn't remember when I felt any emotion beyond my usual "I'm fine" routine. I didn't need to because I had forgotten what it felt to be alive and human.

Thor changed that.

She made me feel something, and now I wanted it back - I wanted her back. I wanted to feel that intense feeling inside of me pulling at me - feeding me. I hungered for a rich, vibrant life where experiences came from the heart and not my head. And I wanted an amazing woman to be there and share it with me.

So that's what I'm doing. I'm Searching for THOR. I'm following my heart and to doing the things that I love to do - like traveling, writing and taking pictures. I'm living life as fully and as humanly as possible - moment-by-moment - completely in the present. And most importantly, I'm getting out of my head, getting lost, and in the process finding myself.

It's funny how a chance meeting in a crowded room can change your life - even if it is in a dream.

Thor, thank you for rekindling my passion for living life. I look forward to bumping into you again soon so I can thank you in person. Until then, please be well, and know that I'm searching, feeling, and being. Namaste.