Fitting in a walk is as simple as looking around for a good place to park. This tiny one block square park in Signal Hill was perfect for a few laps.

What a privilege it was to choose this park in time to witness Roscoe's companion/owner's generosity. He didn't have to let a young man take over fetch and return time at the park. Nor did he have to let Roscoe tickle the soul of a little girl for a good ten minutes.

Five laps in, I noticed Roscoe and owner arrive at the park. On the sixth lap around I see a young man throwing the ball and Roscoe, the sleek red Jack Russell Terrier is racing to fetch and return. Watching them brings a smile to my face. The young man, wearing his black nylon head wrap and shorts looks like he came to the park for an impromptu workout with his little sister tagging along to play at the park. Roscoe is excited and full of energy.

Rounding lap 7, I witness the little girl kneel down to let Roscoe jump on and greet her. His excitement takes her aback. She lets out a squeal filled with a mix of surprise, delight and trepidation. Roscoe jumps even more and she succumbs to the love. He will not be denied the opportunity to express love for the sheer joy of it.

For me life's coincidences are all opportunities to hear a message from the universe. For me, it's clear. Roscoe and the generosity of his owner/companion reminded me that we are all reservoirs of love waiting to quench the spiritual thirst of others.

See you on the path.