“A hundred million miracles are happening ev’ry day.” Rodgers and Hammerstein/Flower Drum Song.
If only for one second we could see fully through the eyes of God, we would know beyond any doubt that we live in a world alive with wonder, shimmering with possibility. At times we have glimpses, in the birth of a baby, compassionate words, a fragment of music or a beautiful sanctuary. Our hearts open and we become receptive to the truth. We see the love in the people around us, the awesome wonder in a patch of the bluest sky. And then something happens. We forget. We become dulled to the infinite sea of potential, hovering around us, walking and acting as if it didn’t exist. We often fall asleep to all of the capacities within us, believing that the tiny slice of reality that is our constant focus is all that can ever be.
Fortunately, there are people and places that remind us, cause us to awaken as if from a long and heavy sleep, calling us forward into new possibilities. The act of awakening can be sparked by a teacher, a book, a class, a friend, or a long-forgotten piece of music. I remember moments that sparked my own awakening — beloved teachers and mystics who dwell among us, the voice of Martin Luther King, Jr., Thich Nhat Hanh’s walking meditation, the sun sinking into the sea as I stood on the cliffs at Big Sur.
Stay open. Look around. A hundred million miracles are happening every day.