April 24, 2017 – Trout Lake, Washington

It’s times like these.

Times like these when I question the extent of my own control over my path. A couple weeks before I left Big Sky, I took a hard fall onto my left shoulder while snowboarding. Nothing felt broken, so I figured the pain and tightness would dissipate over time.

They did not.

I informed Jack about the situation as to avoid any further stress to the injury while working for him. I told him about my lack of health insurance, and despite that, my desire to get my shoulder checked out in case I did break or tear something. He advised either seeing the doctor in town that provided a very affordable consultation, or having Karen (his next door neighbor/fellow host/ex-wife/massage therapist) do some work on it.

I haven’t had a massage in years…

I opted to see Karen, who offered one full hour of massage in exchange for two and a half hours of work. Deal. I immediately felt a difference in my range of motion after she finished. A couple more sessions may just do the trick.

Is it really just a coincidence that I stumbled across such an opportunity?

“One of the great cosmic laws, I think, is that whatever we hold in our thought will come true in our experience. When we hold something, anything, in our thought, then somehow coincidence leads us in the direction that we’ve been wishing to lead ourselves.” – Richard Bach