We all play a part in Miracles
Like Rain on the tin roof, is the beat of an unborn heart. It is steady, and gentle, new life, new love.
I held my hand over my extended stomach and felt the movements, and heard the music of the heart beat, and I fell in love all over again. I never even new a child was part of me for three months. I suspected it, but didnít have it confirmed until three months. Baby had grown silently without my knowing. That is a miracle.
We are constantly bombarded with miracles in our lives. Sometimes we perceive them and sometimes we donít, but either way, they are there.
What are the tiny miracles that happen do us all the time? When a person sees an animal in trouble, and fixes that situation to save or help the animal, that is a miracle, for the animal. Right place at the right time and the right person shows up.
Yes, we are part of the miracles, like a woman giving birth; like the doctor and nurse helping in that birth. Like the parents raising the child to become wholesome adults in this colorful world.
When we experience a sunrise, or jump with joy when we see the first bud pop thru the earth after a hard winter. These are truly miracles.
When a another soul touches our soul even if it is with a smile, that is a miracle as well. Anytime our soul jumps we remember, we rejoice, we feel connected to the universe, that is a miracle.
Yes, there are many disturbing ,hateful, unloving aspects of people on this planet. We just continue to shine our soul power and it will help others shine their soul power, and then others hopefully will catch on.
It is Lilac time in the Cascades.
The scent is surround smell.
Waking up holding on to that first cup of coffee,
the aroma swirling around and nudging our senses open.
A whiff of lilac takes you on a journey of gratefulness.
Grateful to be alive, to be aware, to become one with all.
Surround sound of birds captivates the morning stillness
echoing harmonically their joyfulness. Feel their joy along with them.
Breathe the vibrations.
Embrace the soft spellbinding breeze,
watch the sun tiptoe thru the universe on its way to caress
your face and penetrate to your soul warm healing energy.
What a start to another
precious day of life on planet earth.
Hold that moment in time,
a gift for you from the Universe.
©5/21/18 Judith Kroll
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