The Source Cards Began As A Love Story

Viki and Alexander's Meet-Cute Story

On the day we met...

From Viki's perspective:

I had reconnected with a friend on Facebook who I hadn’t seen in years. We tried scheduling a lunch date about six times, and each time our lunch got canceled for one reason or another. Finally we made a plan to meet at 12:30 pm for lunch! It was pouring rain. And actually, one of the other times we were supposed to meet it was also pouring rain, and she canceled because of the weather. This time…no cancellation.

I got to the cafe and waited on a stool at the counter and watched the rain outside. In front of me was a large platter of food. She was running late, and I waited. 

Then, in walks a very handsome man. I noticed him right away as he went to the counter and ordered a tea. A bit shy, I turned back around to face the window. Then, I felt him walk behind me and to my left! He was fidgeting with his umbrella. 

And then I hear the words, “Is all that for you?” referring to the platter of food in front of me. (He’s talking to me!)

“No” I reply.

Then, he says, “What are you doing here at this time of day?” “Well”, I reply, “I don’t have a normal job.”  Then he says, “Oh, I don’t have a normal job either. What do you do?” “….I’m an energy healer.” 

He looked stunned as he went into his pocket to take out his business card. He handed me a card that was full of information and numbers…huh? I was trying to read it while he was talking to me, and I was getting a bit lost and zoned out. Then, he proceeds to do a reading for me on the spot. 

We talked for awhile. I was half listening because I actually had the thought while he was talking to me, “I think this might be my guy.” (Meaning soulmate life partner). Turns out he’s a spiritual life coach, and he uses the regular deck of playing cards as a toolkit to guide people. Ok that’s definitely not normal. 

Perfect!

Finally, my friend showed up, 45 minutes late. Just enough time for Alexander and I to make a connection. I gave Alexander my business card, and then he left. I had lunch with my friend, and then never saw her again. 

From Alexander's perspective:

I went to my favorite lunch spot right near my old office in the Flatiron district. And I had learned to go there after the lunch rush at about 2 pm, so as to avoid the long line. On this particular day, I walked in and there was a beautiful woman sitting by herself on a stool at the counter. I walked past her to the other end of the counter where I placed my order and picked up my cappuccino. 

As I walked back past her towards the door, I was trying to think of something to say. At the doorway, I pretended to fumble with my umbrella, preparing to walk back outside into the drizzling rain. I felt my nervousness rising. But I didn't want to walk out the door without saying something, anything! I had to think of something to say fast!

As it happened, sitting on the counter in front of her was a large platter of catered food, already plastic wrapped and obviously placed there in preparation for delivery. Not knowing what else to say, I blurted out: "Is all that for you?" She turned and shook her head No, but by her smile, I could tell she was not appalled by my awkward inquisition. 

So I asked her: "What are you doing here at this time of the day?" "Oh," she said, "I don't have a normal job." Intrigued and excited, I blurted out, "Oh, I don't have a normal job either! What do you do?" Now, it was her turn to be self-conscious... as she hemmed and hawed and finally told me that she is "an energy healer." I sat down and started telling her all about what I do... I also asked her for her birthday. And then, I don't think I drew breath for the next twenty minutes as I spewed out for her all about the Cards and all about her Cards and what it meant for her life.

Eventually, her friend showed up. We exchanged business cards. The next day, I emailed her and we agreed to meet up for lunch the following Monday.

Our First Date (Told from Alexander's perspective):

On our first date, we returned to the same lunch cafe. We took our food to-go in a nearby park and when it started raining, we ventured inside for a cup of tea. I then asked her if she would like to come up and see my office, where I saw my clients for my coaching & healing practice.

I had, at the time, a whole altar of crystals which had gotten very dusty. She offered to help me clean them. So, we took them to the kitchen sink and washed them. When I was done washing them, she scolded me saying, "Is that all you're going to do? They're still dirty." So, she proceeded to wash them more for me.

Then, I asked her if she would like to meditate together. I had a large office space with meditation cushions. 

When we set up the meditation pillows, I began to move mine closer towards her so that our knees, sitting in the cross-legged position, were moving closer together almost to the point of touching. As I started moving closer, she put up her hands and said: "No, that's close enough."

As the afternoon went on, we continued talking. We found that we had so much to talk about that we decided to keep talking and go for dinner together, which we did at a nearby Thai restaurant.

After dinner, at about 8 pm on this warm June evening, we were strolling back to Union Square. It was still light out. We reached Union Square, and in a moment of spontaneous excitement, I said: "Let's go out dancing!" "No," she said: "Let's call it a night." A little surprised, I nonetheless agreed. After a pause, I moved in for a good-night kiss. Again, she put up her hand and said: "No, let's save it." Now, I was really taken aback! But, we did hug. And so began our story together...

Viki’s perspective of the first date:

I agree with Alexander's perspective on our first date except for the ending.

Yes, we strolled down Broadway toward Union Square and our respective subway stops. It was still light outside in the evening dusk. And in Union Square, there was a large gathering of some kind of rally or protest, people waving banners and such. As we stood nearby, Alexander excitedly suggested to me that the night was still young, and we could go out dancing. I thought he was kidding and said, “Let’s do it next time.”

Then he asked, “can I kiss you?” And I said, “No, let’s save it.”

And then, this is the part he forgot.

He asked if we could put our foreheads together for a moment, which we did, and then, we hugged. Right at that moment we heard loud cheering behind us. It was from the rally in the square, but the timing was perfect. It sure did feel like it was for us! And I can't believe he forgot this part when he would tell people the story of our first date!

Alexander again:

Yes, I did forget that part at the end. It's true! Why? Because I was so baffled by the fact that you didn't even want to give me a good night kiss! I went home and talked it over with a friend, over many drinks, wondering if you really just wanted to be friends instead. It was very confusing!

But I'm glad you reminded me of the synchronistic experience of people cheering right at the moment we hugged.