I was consumed by the pursuit of tangible outcomes, struggling to come to terms with the fact that not everything could be confined to physicality or explained through scientific reactions. The countless chemical elements that composed the world around me triggered diverse reactions in various forms. I found myself powerless to control the sensations within my own body, experiencing unexplained butterflies and sudden warmth. Nature became a wellspring of inspiration, with its cycles of rebirth and transformation evident in every living being. Witnessing nature’s remarkable ability to thrive in seemingly inhospitable environments, such as barren rocks or post-volcanic eruptions, made me realize the untapped potential within humans. Our personal miracles originated from the realm of our thoughts.

My thoughts resembled passing clouds, appearing and dissipating, flowing like a river that could be calm or turbulent, defying my attempts at mastery. The true source of miracles resided in how I managed and directed my thoughts, similar to a lion tamer guiding their majestic beasts with care and responsibility. While I had been taught to rely solely on my five senses to perceive the world, I discovered that I possessed additional senses, even though understanding their nature initially proved challenging. Through dedicating time to solitude and turning my focus inward, I experienced a profound epiphany: miracles were creations born from within myself.

Once I embraced the concept that my heart had the capacity to contain boundless love, transcending the limitations of my physical existence, I became open to a fresh perspective. I learned that thoughts were transient clouds, gathering momentarily to unleash storms or heavy showers, but ultimately dissipating. As I accepted and acknowledged my thoughts without judgment, clarity and inner peace emerged. There was no pill to ingest, no chemical equation to balance, nor a foolproof method for achieving success that would seamlessly align all aspects of my life and manifest my dreams. Miracles were elusive, defying logical explanations and demonstrations; they were profoundly felt within the depths of my being. Once I discovered their existence, I began living as though my very life depended on embracing and cultivating these miracles.

“What is it with science these days? Everyone is so quick to believe in it, in all these new scientific discoveries, new pills for this, new pills for that. Get thinner, grow hair, yada, yada, yada, but when it requires a little faith in something you all go crazy.’ He shook his head, ‘If miracles had chemical equations then everyone would believe.”

― Cecelia Ahern

I used to gaze at the skies, searching for unidentified flying objects, or I would pray to God for miracles, oblivious to the fact that the answers I sought resided within me. God had already fulfilled His role, and the intricacies of nature stood as a testament to a finely tuned mechanism, knowing precisely when to pivot and make its impact felt. Miracles abounded at every corner, from the moment I opened my eyes in this world until I closed them. The very essence of existence exuded enchanting magic. Unfortunately, I often misunderstood the purpose and significance of the experiences and opportunities bestowed upon me in this earthly life. Disappointment often clouded my perception when my choices fell short of expectations, leading me to grapple with feelings of ingratitude.

Each breath I took and every tear I shed resonated with the essence of life itself, serving as a profound testament to the greatest miracle I could conceive. Witnessing the birth of a tiny human or an animal, or observing a sturdy tree sprout from a minuscule mustard seed, these encounters surpassed the level of gratitude I should have nurtured. Simply being granted the chance to navigate a spectrum of emotions proved to be a monumental challenge in its own right. Being reset to the starting point was not a punitive measure; rather, it presented an opportunity to apply the knowledge and wisdom I had acquired.

Within this journey, I encountered love and loss, desire and longing, armed with the gift of free will and the power to make choices. These facets enriched the tapestry of my experiences, heightening their desirability. I tirelessly sought out miracles, all the while oblivious to the fact that I, myself, was the embodiment of a miracle. For this sole chance at existence, I should have been steeped in profound gratitude.

“People usually consider walking on water or in thin air a miracle. But I think the real miracle is not to walk either on water or in thin air, but to walk on earth. Every day we are engaged in a miracle which we don’t even recognize: a blue sky, white clouds, green leaves, the black, curious eyes of a child—our own two eyes. All is a miracle.”

― Thich Nhat Hanh

I used to embark on a search for miracles, oblivious to the fact that I might have been the miracle in someone else’s life. The yearning to witness miracles unfolding before my eyes consumed me, yet they often resided solely within my heart, never manifesting in a physical form. Along my journey, I encountered individuals who possessed the remarkable ability to transform my world through their mere presence, attentive listening and shared dreams. A single act of kindness, a fleeting moment that left an indelible mark on my soul, became a treasured memory that I carried with me for eternity. When I felt it deep within my heart, no proof was required, as I knew it to be a sign that surpassed even my wildest expectations.

Unrevealed to me, I held within myself the power to change someone’s life, for within me, a beautiful tapestry of positive emotions interwove and flourished. I only witnessed the external manifestations, a radiant smile, sparkling eyes brimming with curiosity, in search of a connection that felt strangely familiar. The touch of these special individuals had the transformative power to ignite the wings of freedom within me. Little did I comprehend that what truly thrived within me was my own reservoir of strength and motivation. Some individuals had the remarkable ability to awaken the best version of myself that I had ever known, while others, unfortunately, had the opposite effect. Once I had acknowledged and experienced such profound magic, it became incredibly difficult to forget the emotions that accompanied it. I yearned for that deep connection and often found myself lost in the pursuit of replicating a similar experience. Yet, I soon realized that nothing and no one could ever replace it, for true miracles were born from the fusion of souls, intertwined energy, and shared thoughts, all infused with the purest and most sincere form of love.

“You do not understand what you have done to me. The sky inside me gets a little more colorful, every time I see you. A little more feather gets added to my weak wings, every time you touch me. It is hard for me to let you go now after seeing how beautiful the sky inside me can get and how strong my wings can become when you are around me.”

― Akshay Vasu

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