Lady on the Bus

On my way home from the Ayurveda workshop yesterday, I had an odd experience.  The lady who sat on the other side of the aisle way was about 80 years old or older and was traveling alone.  I noticed almost immediately that she had a shaking to her head and her upper body.  I tried really hard not to stare, but it was like a train wreck.  I kept wanting to touch her-to hold her hand or speak to her so that she would feel better.  Then, I realized the longing was much more selfish.  I wanted to feel better, and my mind was playing through all these scenarios to make me feel better.   I wish that I had some healing touch that would have helped her.  I don't rightly know if it bothers her as much as other people.  Sometimes, the good we desire for others is really alleviating our own pain and frustration.  I didn't speak to her nor did I touch her--but she touched me.