Miracles: “Wondrous Works of God”

(from the Old French)  I know a man who suffered

From such pain and discomfort to his spine and nervous

 System that he barely slept, until one night, unexpectedly, he

Dreamed that his vertebrae had somehow teamed up with actual

Musical notes of his favorite musician’s song and he marveled, while

Dreaming, the notes and bones joining together and aligning perfectly. 

“So what!” you might say, until realizing that upon awakening, his body

 Was fully aligned and some force of magic had ensued and at least for a 

Day or two, he witnessed and experienced what can only be described as a

A miracle.  Why, if this can truly happen once, then why not imagine or maybe

Even summon such “wondrous works” in our daily lives that are so repleat with 

 illness, pain and suffering? Well, I’ll tell you! I have no freaking clue.  But I’ll tell you 

This;  it happened, as have other so-called “miracles,” so I implore you and invite you  

To join me and others in embracing a world where such realities do exist, because that is

The world that I choose to embrace for rest of my days, even if some might declare me foolish,

Naïve or insane. 

 

 There are moments in life

 where we have a choice.

We can do what we are 

obligated to do: turn 

him in, end the life of 

an enemy, allow a cruel

injustice to unfold, but,

we can also choose to

take a risk, turn a cheek, 

and glorify the moment,  or 

or maybe even save a life.

in that precious moment 

where kindness will reign.

When one human

saves another, in

thought, deed or

even in a dream, 

the whole world is

saved. So go ahead

and deify a moment, 

because you too

are godlike.

 

  SO Y’ALL . . . 

We seem to agree that that the number 3 has at least a thing or two to teach you and me! 

SO OFTEN WE FIND OURSELVES WAITING ENDLESSLY FOR THE PERSON WHO DOESN’T SHOW UP.

MEG RYAN WAITS IN THE CAFE FOR THE LOVE OF HER LIFE, WHO DOESN’T SECURE THE LOVE KNOT

WHEN HE SEES HER, A WORK COMPETITOR RATHER THAN THE FUTURE LOVE OF HIS LIFE. THEY ALLOW 

PAST AND FUTURE TO FORESTALL THE BEAUTY AND EXCITEMENT BY ALLOWING  HOW THEY WERE

GROOMED TO DETERMINE WHO THEY ARE AND WHAT THEY TRULY SEEK, SIMPLY BECAUSE  OF THE 

NATURAL TRANSITION OF MOM AND POP STORE TO MEGA-BOOK STORE; THEY SIMPLY WEREN'T READY.

AT TIMES WE FEEL GRIPPED FROM BEHIND, AND TRAUMATIZED BY THE IMAGINARY MAN BEHIND.

AT OTHER TIMES, EVEN FACING A SHOCKING DIAGNOSIS WE ARE READY HOWEVER; TO SEE THE BEAUTIFUL

FORM OF OURSELVES IN THE MIDST OF THE TURMOIL. TOO OFTEN THE ONES WE ARE WAITING FOR ARE NOT 

READY TO COME FORTH AS WE GRASP FOR FUTURE PERFECTION, OR CLING TO A FAMILIAR PAST, WHILE SO 

OFTEN WE IGNORE THE MAGNIFICENCE THAT THE VERY MOMENT PORTENDS. THE SACRED WATERS OF LIFE'S

BLESSINGS TRICKLE DOWN THE SACRED STONES IN SETS OF THREES IT SEEMS: THE WORN PATH, THE IMAGINED

FUTURE THAT 'MUST BE PREFERABLE TO ‘THIS,' AND LESS OFTEN, THE REFRESHING MOMENT WHERE WHAT

WE NEVER IMAGINED COULD ACTUALLY BE. IT’S MY HUNCH THAT YOU WILL FIND THE TEACHING OF THREE 

FAR MORE IN THE FOREST OR THE WATERFALL THAN SITTING ON THE PARK BENCH OR IN THE BUSY CAFE. 

                                                            bruce silverman & some hecka' smart dreamers

 

The two . . . or more worlds

We can’t put time in a bottle nor the lives we live. We can’t extract what nourishes us by containing it within glass; both the light and the dark follow us wherever we go no matter how fast we zoom along. The grandparents are watching us, visiting us, and even feeding us, often unbeknown to us each day. We foolishly separate what is common from what we call “spiritual,”  seldom realizing that the worlds we enumerate are all somehow comprised of the same substance that is the universe. Sometimes, we only tune in to the nature of things  when we dream and finally notice that we all have partaken the “food of the gods,” which was called MEADE!