Everyone has a different understanding of miracles. Depending on your perspective, they mean everything from a massive shift in circumstances to spiritual enlightenment. Google defines it as “a surprising and welcome event that is not explicable by natural or scientific laws and is considered to be divine”. My understanding comes from personal experience. I define a miracle as a “realization” or a change in the way we see the world. I am not referring to an intellectual understanding. I am referring to a deep inner knowing in which the entire self is aligned.
In the past six years, I have experienced countless miracles. Most have come after I have asked for some guidance. I am pretty stubborn about asking for guidance, so usually, it happens after substantial pain and suffering on my part. After all this time, I wish I would be just a little more flexible.
My miracles happen everywhere. They never happen while I am meditating or doing something spiritual. It is always in the most unlikely places, like parking lots or standing in my kitchen or playing a game with my kids. A realization will just hit me. Sometimes, I will start laughing. The people around me probably think I am crazy (we will leave that there).
Although each realization could be a series of blog posts (and may be in the future), I will start with a list of some of my favorite miracles:
1. When something happens in my life that I don’t like, it is not a punishment from the universe for doing something wrong. The only punishment is from myself. Karma is an inside job.
2. My children and I have the same wisdom in our souls. It is not my job to teach them wisdom, but only how to access it.
3. My spiritual shift is happening outside of my ego’s control. I can’t do anything about it. My will is of no use to me here.
4. My life is not a race to gather as much as possible. Everything I need is in abundant supply and already here.
5. “It’s not my fault”. This applies to anything and everything that happened when I was a child. Unfortunately, it is not true in adulthood.
6. Negative emotions are ok. They are allowed. They are acceptable. All of the various and sundry parts of me are acceptable.
7. I am good enough. I know you are thinking about Saturday Night Live now. Seriously though, it may be an overused cliché, but as a survivor of abuse, it is critical.
8. I do not need to be saved by anyone but myself. As a child, it would have been nice to have been saved, but as an adult, I can handle it.
These realizations may seem like common sense. They may not seem like miracles at all. However, living a life without these perspectives can be incredibly painful. The relief that I experience from each new understanding affects me psychologically, emotionally and physiologically. They change the course of my life. So to me, they are miracles.