The beauty of genuine laughter! Laughter has a force of its own as it breaks downs walls and opens up hearts. That is a miracle. And is it not a miracle how gloriously colorful a peacock's neck is? The sunflower moving in the direction of the sun or the caterpillar transforming into a butterfly- a form of miracle. It seems also quite miraculous how the night changes into day and the heat of the sun is relieved by the moisture of the rains.
Nature offers innumerable examples of miracles. The human body itself is amazing. It is a miracle how these trillions of cells within my body are functioning in harmony with each other to accomplish complex tasks. Each moment, they know exactly what to do without my instructions! The immense capacity of our body to heal and restore itself to its natural state of health is also miraculous. Yet, it seems only natural that the body can heal on its own. Even if we are in the pink of health, there is a tendency to look outside of us for our happiness, for our miracles. What would happen when we look within ourselves - when we acknowledge the wisdom embodied within us? A miracle?
Yet, I wonder what inspired Einstein to write those words. When I think about what his statement means to me, a certain stillness fills me and touches a deep core within me. What does it mean to live as though everything is a miracle? When I see this life as an ongoing miraculous event, everything looks different. How I engage with the world and its various dimensions becomes a means to free myself from the heaviness of life, from its experience of becoming dry or dull. So how do I engage? By inviting a change in how I view things, by inviting wonder and awe about everything. This is then the new characteristic taken on by all that was once ordinary and mundane: wonderment, awe, plentiful, dynamic, exciting. Nothing then remains ordinary as it is only my perspective that can turn something into the mundane. By tearing apart that lens, breaking free of the viewpoint that distinguishes, makes things into dichotomies and creates dualities, I can experience everything in its vastness; as though it were all a miracle. This is what it means to me to live as though everything is a miracle.
There are as many ways to look at this matter as there are people who are willing to reflect on it. And no one way is right or wrong. What does it mean to you to live life as a miracle? Reflect on it and share with me your thoughts. I would love to hear from you.