Dedicated to my Uncle David who never seizes to positively live by miraculous thinking.
Are miracles real? Or are we just fools hoping to achieve an impossible outcome that might beat the odds? Are we truly meant for greatness that can excel past the doubts and natural order we are accustomed to? Were we ever meant to live in a confined configuration, or were we meant to birth the miracle that overcomes sickness, and other overwhelming odds just by believing in them?
On the one hand, our life has natural order, and there are only few possible options and outcomes to our struggles. Sometimes the outcomes are grim. They are in alignment with the statistics and symmetry that we are born into this natural world with. At the same time, we have this pulsating knowledge that has never been proven only witnessed sparingly that there’s a larger story at work here. That we are capable of tapping into this infrastructure of energy that is beyond equalizing figures and above our comprehension. So which is it? Are we bound to nature or are we capable of miracles?
As my daughter reminded me, to see something is not the same as believing, because if we were seeing it, we wouldn’t have to believe. But why were we given this constant very frustrating exercise- That we only get the privilege of seeing but not of believing as part of our natural muscle?
During this time of year, we contemplate our ability to see the impossible dreams that create our miracles. We look past the natural and demand something more. In this bright hour, we yearn to see the miracles that we believe this world is capable of giving us. I think the reason we were given doubt is for one reason and one reason alone. If we were sure of miracles, they wouldn’t be called miraculous. If we were positive that another Higher Energy existed all the time, we would never struggle or yearn for greatness. There is something magical that happens to the human being when we are in struggle. We hope. We imagine. We create.
Visualize a world where hope does not exist. We would never try or yearn or reach. We would never be challenged or strive for more. We would become completely comfortable with mediocrity.
Hope has the ability to propel our struggle into initiation. It gives us the ability to get outside of our comfort zone and realize that today, while the moment feels grim and while we might even feel angry or frail by the uphill battle our lives are now taking, we are far from helpless. We have hope as our guide to see us out of these dark moments. We have hope to light the path of the unknown and realize a new future, a different future, a future that has the opportunity to connect with others. A future that has the possibility to realize things about ourselves and our loved ones we never tapped into or even knew existed. A miraculous future we know nothing about. Yet.
The problem with believing in these “miraculous outcomes” is that we risk it all. We risk our expectations getting crushed. We risk becoming more crushed than we started. I have heard people say, “Why bother risking the better outcome, when I can remain comfortable with the knowledge of the outcome I have already become accustomed to? It’s too scary!”
Really though? Are we seriously comfortable with this troubled outcome right now? Because we know we’re not comfortable at all- we are down right flipping unsettled, frustrated and frightened all the time! Here’s a thought, It’s more scary to not dare at all. Its more scary to stay in that horribly negative and frightening place- THAT is what’s scary.
Here’s what happens when we dare. We create NEW outcomes. Miracles are those moments that happen that we least expect, but they are also the moments that we drive. A miracle is that incredible split second that our hopes and dreams morph into a reality. Some would call it that spark inside our souls that now wishes to touch us with physical effort. Others would call it a mystery. And still others might call it a coincidence, or a colliding of happenstance. Either way, I’d rather live foolishly knowing that my sensation for wonder is a muscle I wouldn’t give up for the world, because it means I have the ability to realize my outcome especially in those moments when I don’t feel like that outcome is tangible.
So no, I don’t think we were meant to live in a “confined configuration.” I think we were meant to seek something more despite the “confined configuration.” For to realize our potential is to become capable beings who can create possibilities and outcomes we never imagined, but that we set in motion unconsciously. The power of the miracle is our ability to reach outside ourselves and presuppose a new outcome. The power of the miracle gives us back our trust. The power of the miracle gives us back our confidence. It takes away our anger. It holds us accountable. It aspires us to live awake. It has no room to allow us to live alone. It creates capabilities inside our hearts we unveil through aspiration and desire that creates possibility. The power of the miracle is way too important to dismiss, way too important to dissolve and so important to notice. Today, and just for today, try hoping for a miracle. Try imagining. Try reaching. Try risking it all. Try DARING. See what happens.