Once in a blue moon (short story)

Motto: The real alchemist is the one who change the heavy lead of the desire and the quicksilver of the mind in the gold of wisdom, using the purifying fire of Love. (Ioan Gyuri Pascu)

She just learned about this technique at the psychology class she went today. Every time when you have a problem to solve, and it is very difficult for you, find a new way to act in that direction every day, in a small or in a big way. Communication was her problem. She was shy and she could not talk to any person she did not know, sometimes was hard to do it even with a person she knew very well. So today's challenge was to speak with a stranger. Easy to say, but hard to do it. And her chance there, in the lunch break, in the park near her workplace, when a young man sat down on the same bench where she was sitting eating her lunch. They started to talk, and she felt him very interested, listening carefully every one of her words. They talked about so many things, and the 30 minutes break passed in a heartbeat. She left the park happy, feeling that something inside of her changed. And, funny enough, if she would look back once more, she would see the young man smiling and fading away, disappearing out of thin air, leaving behind only one white feather falling slowly from his majestic wings.