That good old guy, Albert “The Man” Einstein, use to say to people …. “Ask me if I am an olive tree.” So the person would ask …. “Are you an olive tree?” And he would say….. after a long pause…. “Nope.”
Okay. He didn’t say that. But he DID say this.. “There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.”
Those miracles can come in many different shape and many different sizes…
First, a miracle could be a surprising and welcome event that is not explicable by natural or scientific laws. It is therefore considered to be the work of a divine agency. Not like the CIA… but a different kind of agency.
OR… it could be a highly improbable or extraordinary event. Whatever that development, or accomplishment might be …… it brings very welcome consequences. Like a miracle finish in a race.
OR… perhaps it is an amazing product… or achievement… or illustration of something. Like Miracle Whip.
Call them what you will. But I am lucky enough to see miracles all around me.
Most of them… for me…. come in the form of Immeasurable Kindness….. as a result of Absolute Understanding. Both of which are necessary measures of Peace. Who could ask for more? It is way better than Miracle Whip, I’ll tell you.
It happened to me several times today. A very kind word, or vote of confidence. A display of support. Several things stood out… on this dreary day in January.
The first happened early in the day…. Someone really went out of their way to make me feel better. Yes. A friend showed me selflessness, concern, and compassion. They gave me comfort. I am so grateful to this healer.
Yet another, occurred late tonight. There was a big box in our entry way. It was to us, from US. We were sure we hadn’t sent ourselves anything… and it wasn’t ticking. So we opened it. Inside was Olive Oil, Olive Soap, and Olive Lotion. And wouldn’t you know it… a dag nabbin’ Olive Tree. No white dove.
What could be better to exemplify Kindness and Peace… than an Olive Tree? (Well…. besides the white dove. That would have been double peace-y.)
Yet today… it seemed to all come full circle, I’ll tell you. When you least expect it. Like some kind of miracle.
Some days I can’t see them at all. Not even when they are as plain as the nose on my face. And that is a big one. On those days…. I don’t know why it is… that I cannot take notice. Perhaps my mindset, my unwillingness, my evil-twin.
But I love the days when I can.
So I will just give thanks. To those who gave me miracles. To those who gave me peace.
If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other. –Mother Teresa