0 In Spice

What's Your Name?

IMG_3755.JPGi like to spend my mornings at this coffee shop 
drinking coffee, people watching 
one day, a man came stumbling, guitar in hand 
& he sat down and started strumming 
singing words I did not understand 
& I bowed my head, tried to face the other way 
when he started to play something familiar 
a favorite of mine, and he sang

"Hey Jude, don't make it bad..."

i looked up.

"Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart.."

i realized in that moment this man & i
have something in common
& i had so disregarded him, ignoring his existence

"Then you can start to make it better"

this song. this man. this was no coincidence.
i felt a need to know who he was. 
so i asked, "what's your name?" 
he looked so completely shocked & said,
"I don't have one."

my first thought was: there's no way his parents are that indecisive to not give him a name 
my second thought was: maybe his name is a reminder of his regrets & he doesn't even want to remember who he is 
my third thought was: maybe for too long too many people have walked past him trying to look the other way that he just decided there was no need for a name

well my nameless friend continued to play 
& I just listened to the words he sang

"And don't you know that it's just you, Hey Jude, you'll do...
The movement you need is on your shoulder..."

my nameless friend & I may have different stories, pasts, & worries 
but in this moment, he was a lot like me 
we both love coffee.
we both love music.
we both love this song.
we both are human

& not knowing his name was now killing me 

so when he stopped playing...
I asked if I could call him Henry. 

Henry smiled & said yes..
& then thanked me
for acknowledging his humanity. 


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