Today’s post began with 3 questions:
“What is a miracle?”
“When is a miracle?”
“Why is a miracle?”
Let’s see what comes by letting miracles in.
You can’t plan a miracle. As much as I may try to plan for one, pray for one, expect one, the miracle has something else in mind.
Our asking and receiving are different. I have never ventured far from the mind to receive a miracle. The miracle is inside me. If anything, something comes through me, changes me, from the inside out, and moves through other people too, like a gust of wind welcome that clears away dead fall leaves, or that blows the water about, stirring the bottom and causing the fish to scatter and cocoon.
Sometimes the miracle falls on you like rain, or a mist from above, causing a thickness to swell, unseen, covering your eyes which long to see, and releases your inner vision, awareness, self-esteem.
Sometimes the miracle surprises you like a cat that jumps out of the bushes, or a steam train whistle like distant memory, recalling you to you happier times, when you were the miracle, too. Tears may fall, loss may be felt first.
Sometimes you have to get down on your knees to hear it, feel it. There is something truly cathartic and miraculous about ‘spilling your beans’. Like Jack & the Beanstalk, your adventure grows from those magic beans. Telling the truth, wishing for lies, wishing for the story to turn, for something to rescue you.
Sometimes the monster is inside you, too. A giant WHY comes crashing down like thunder, a surprise. An unexpected guest in Rumi’s house.
Lightning by Matt McGee
But then – out of the closet you come, running down the miracle bean stalk, or catching that run-away train, or flying backward on the street only to see it’s a tiny kitten asking for milk and a gentle pet from you.
The miracle is inside you, the question and the answer combined. It is reckless abandon, throw off the covers, run ten miles in the rain. It is also cottage country thunder and loon song comforting you.
Cast your miracle into the water. See what comes and tugs at your heart line. What miracle breaks through the open sky – what washes through, causing laughter, tears or surprise.
Sometimes the miracle Is You. You answer the call of others. You become the miracle-worker, working on a team of light. The night falls and the stars in heaven shine. Fall down all around the shoulders of the mundane and the sublime.
Whatever the miracle is, you shudder. You realize. YOU come Alive.
Another adventure. Another call. On a long train of wonder, on a path of never-put-asunder.
We are all connected, picture perfect. Right on time.
I don’t know where the miracle begins or ends, but the miracles have begun.
What is your crackling like rain miracle today? Can you find it? Let it come. Let it surprise you. Be open to the miracles lying all around you. Open your inner eye, your inner ear. Hear the miracle inside of you. Write your miracles below!
The Miracle Is You
Hey Krista and friends..you really got me thinking and reflecting on miracles and what they really are. They abound really waiting to be experienced and discovered. My crack like rain miracle was at Evolutionary woman circle when the wonderful woman led by Krista there midwifed and bore witness to my pain that I was hiding , trying to “leap over”. My truth, my shameful truth to me. The women, their compassion, their welcomed gentle wisdom, Kristas channeled words and all of the divine kindness enveloped me. The thunder and lightening had cracked me open and I waited unexpectantly, I was just me and the refreshing rain came within 2 hours and miracles have been unfolding ever since and on our final night I was given the gift, the miracle of a true part of who I really am! A part I can really own now and bring with full life force and abandon, I am transformed?