“Every day,” reminds Thich Nhat Hanh, “we are engaged in a miracle which we don’t even recognize: a blue sky, white clouds, green leaves, the black, curious eyes of a child — our own two eyes. All is a miracle.”
So often we miss those miracles through hurried glimpses. We forget to pause just long enough to appreciate the breaking light through the trees. We miss the cardinal’s crimson dress against the evergreen’s attending arms.
Gone before it’s ever discovered. And, yet?
The Universe never quits; she casts her hope upon every breeze. And, limited only by our willingness to believe.
Haven’t you experienced those moments, my loves — in which the delicate veil of illusion is lifted just long enough to see this world as new again?
Herein lies the miracle, my friends — a second chance upon the cardinal’s wings.
Namaste <3