I have a very sensitive nose which leads me in all directions giving me the ability to spot celebrities and wild animals. They are very much the same trying to hide from the public eye, produce a strange aroma, and are unpredictable when they are out of their element. My nose senses their subtle traits and my eyes are always quick to catch them!
My sister Jane is very skeptical of my nose sniffing abilities from Tom Cruise and Snoop Dog sightings to the bear in the woods or the dear hiding behind the tree.
She never believes me even when they are standing right in front of us!
Until one day my sister and I were driving back to my grandmother’s house on the old rickety road. I peered out the passenger window only noticing a black bear running into the bush.
I looked at her and exclaimed “Bear! Did you see the bear?”
All that was left was the distant swaying of the trees.
She gave me a skeptical look, “There was no bear!”
Damn You Bear!
“Yes! It was a bear! “
She then laughed and said, “Okay! A bear!”
I could sense she didn’t believe me and I let out along deep sigh!
It was with that we had a nice visit with our Nana, she chastised me for my taste in men, my sisters choice in pursuing a PhD, and we hopped back in the car to drive home feeling a little cranky about our not so cuddly grandmother.
It was at that moment we watched a Mama bear and her cubs run out the woods and onto the side of the road.
“See! I told you a bear!”
We watched in awe the little family dive back into the bush and I was filled with smug satisfaction that for once I was right in my life.
It was years later, we had a rough night, at the hospital, my father was very sick, and we were staying in the hotel downtown.
As we walked sleepily into the hotel I noticed a short man with several young beautiful women standing around him. I made eye contact with him and wondered where had I seen this creature before? My mind turned the pages of the encyclopedia and I was thinking of every magical being including the unicorn.
Was it a badger? No.
Short man? Yes.
Was it Napoleon? Nop.
Jean Jacket and tight jeans? Yes.
Beautiful Women? Yes.
It was at that categorical moment the light bulb went off in my head!
Rock Star! Hell yes!
I looked at my sister, “That’s Bryan Adams!”
She gave me a cynical look thinking I really lost it, “No! It is not!”
“Yes it is!”
He then went into the elevator, looked at us, with a smug smile, knowing that he had escaped a barrage of questions, and a request to sign my sister’s Sebastian Faulks novel. It was the only thing I was holding at the time.
My sister laughed, “That was not Bryan Adams!”
At this point I was tired, and there no explaining that elusive creature was indeed Mr. Summer of 69!
And as we were waiting for the elevator another man appeared with a guitar and my sister in her best voice “And I suppose that’s one of his roadies?”
It was with that I sighed and the next morning the newspaper arrived at the door only to discover Bryan Adams had played in the city that very night. So never question my ability to spot wild animals or celebrities! They may try to live with the common man but with a keen eye and good nose you can spot them a mile away.
One word of advice always trust your instincts and if they are frothing at the mouth just get their picture and run!
Where does your nose lead you? Have you ever spotted a celebrity sighting?
Darcie Cameron is a RYT 200 who believes Yoga is a gift that is accessible to everyone with proper modifications, a patient smile and just taking the time to breathe. One of the greatest presents you will ever unwrap is when you connect your mind, body and spirit in perfect sync with your own breath. Connect with Darcie on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/darciecameronlovesyoga