I want to start out by saying that I grew up at an environment where money was used to express how much better people were than others. Wealth was used as a way to say that I have something you can’t have. And I must say I never liked that very much. So for me, when I walk into a store that has such monetary wealth in it I feel lesser than, and I’m not very comfortable. So my goal in walking into the Rolex store in Lucerne was just to try on a watch it to get the hell out of there.
As I mentioned in an earlier post my dad had a Rolex watch and for me that was one of the coolest things I had ever seen, as a youngster that is. Fast forward to the day I had graduated with my masters degree in mechanical engineering and my dad had arranged for all my brothers and cousins to chip in and buy me a Rolex as a graduation present. He had it inscribed on the back with all their initials and a loving statement. that was one of the most meaningful and long-lasting presents I’ve ever received. Sadly that watch was stolen a couple years back during a break in at my house. I got the insurance money and put it into a savings account waiting for the day it would be right to replace it.
As I was saying, I went into Bucherer’s in Lucerne just a try on a Rolex. Imagine four floors of nothing but expensive watches. I kept looking for the display case of the Rolex’s when I looked up and realized they had a whole room dedicated to them. I walked in and walked up to the first display case that I saw and the second watch that caught my eye I asked to try on. There, check that one off the list I had done what I said I was going to do. But then something funny happened, this warm and comforting feeling came over me, and I got a bit teary, and realized that watch had in it several of the features dad’s watched had, yet at the same time it felt like it was all me. The model name was Explorer and that’s me! And most of all it just fit perfectly and felt, well, perfect. Now I’m the one that shops forever for something until he finds the perfect thing, found myself saying “I’ll take it” to the lady behind the counter. I swear those didn’t feel like my words, it just felt other worldly. She ushered me over to a fitting booth and a very dapper and polite Scotish gentleman fit the watch and explained every aspect of the watch and why I had made a good decision. I fought back tears, and walked out of there on the proverbial cloud nine.
I guess I never made the connection that material things can be spiritual as well. Now that I sit back and think about this, I realize that we all must have things that connect us with our spiritual self. Mine just happens to be a watch that connects me with my past, the part of my past that I treasure. Maybe yours is something like that too, or maybe it’s something in nature you see. In any case, I just want to express my gratitude for having such things in this world, they sure help make this human experience a little more worthwhile.
Peace, and as always thanks for coming along for the ride!