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  • “There are two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.” - Albert Einstein

    “You are one of us. Call yourself a poet, and discover the poetry of living. Call yourself a musician, and listen to the music of your soul. Call yourself an artist, and all of life’s brushes, paints and colors belong to you. You are one of us; you have always been. You are the undiscovered miracle you have dreamed of. You are an angel the world needs now – today and always.” - Dr. Bob Luckin

    I have been thinking about miracles the past couple of days. I’ve seen so many miracles in my life, miracles of healing, miracles of love, miracles of the unchangeable changing. Some get hung up on the definition of miracles, but not me. I know one when I see one. For me, it’s kind of simple. When someone whose reality was stuck in a certain place, and could only see what they could see from that place, and it seemed like they would forever be stuck in that place, and then something happens to change that, and they find themselves in a whole different place, with a completely different outlook – that, to me, is what qualifies as a miracle. That idea of it works for me.
  • I know a miracle when I see one, because I experienced a few, myself. I’ve been in that place of complete and utter despair, stared into the abyss, discovered the utter horror that it had no bottom to it. I still shudder when I hear folks in recovery programs talk about when they “hit their bottom”. I don’t know for “bottoms” – all I know is that bottomless abyss I experienced. That sucker scared the piss out of me, because I was in it, falling down through it, and thought for sure I’d never make it back out of there. Fear got me out – but a miracle led me back to life.

    It took awhile to happen, my first miracle. I was in shock for quite awhile before it could shoot through my cloud of confusion. After a series of attempts to find my way back to the land of the living, it took a death to deliver me all the way back. A death, and my own near-death. And, that’s when the miracle occurred. That’s when I was given a vision of hope, a clarity of purpose. The message was clear – it just took my awhile to decipher it through all the garbage I still had rattling around in my psyche.
  • It wasn’t the fear of the abyss that would lead me back to sanity. It was love and compassion that would show the way. When I was “out there”, it wasn’t a specific message or words or sign or light or any of those things. It was a feeling of wholeness. A sense of connection. Experiencing that, for me, was a real miracle. It changed my reality – my perception of life. I couldn’t settle for less than that in my life, after having experienced it.

    Miracles do happen. They happen every single day. They’re all around us. All we have to do is open our eyes up, suspend our own limiting view of the world, and be open to the idea that maybe we don’t know everything we think we do. Maybe there is more than this. Perhaps, it’s right in front of us. It’s right there.

    Can you see it?
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