MIRACLES
MIRACLES
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January 17, 2020
This orchid I received a year and a half ago just started to bloom! I kind of gave up on the idea of it ever flowering again, so it was a nice surprise. And, a subtle reminder that things are happening (for the better), even when it looks like nothing has changed on the surface. I really needed to remember this. Hoping someone else does too.
December 21, 2020
At the beginning of this year, I posted about this orchid that hadn’t bloomed in 18 months and how I considered it a small miracle when it flowered. Well, it’s growing new buds again!
Albert Einstein supposedly said, “There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.”
It is also believed that Buddha said, “If we could see the miracle of a single flower clearly, our whole life would change.”
It was only after I started to see things differently that I noticed the buds and found these words that resonated with me. They have brought so much peace and clarity this year. Eager to witness what will unfold in the next.
January 23, 2021
The succulent has seen better days. Like the orchid, it was moved to the window sill in the kitchen and is obviously showing signs of improvement. It seems that more light, attention, and a different view works for plants too.
April 27, 2021
I should’ve done something with these two potatoes. But, I carelessly left them alone, without dirt or water. They’ve been sitting on the window sill, subsisting on sunlight for weeks. Can’t think of a better sign to keep going, despite appearances.
July 30, 2021
Yesterday, the cockscomb looked sad and droopy. I was going to water it, as a last-ditch effort. Then, I remembered that it was going to rain, A LOT. If that doesn’t turn things around, there’s nothing else I can do. That’s what I told myself. To my surprise, the plant really bounced back! It looks better than when I brought it home last week. Sharing because I’m learning to look beyond what is and to expect the results I want to see.
March 5, 2022
Late bloomer. Surrounded by happy sap.
November 28, 2022
Orchid budding again. Significant because it became my symbol of faith in January 2020. At the time, I was testing out ideas that required a lot of patience and not much else. Little did I know that focusing on this plant would prepare me for some of the most challenging times, not only in my life, but in our lifetime. I also learned to appreciate all the in-between moments and to not just leaf through life.
April 17, 2024
I’ve been thinking about magic. Not the hocus pocus variety. Real magic. Whatever makes the impossible possible in a wondrous way. I’m not sure exactly when it started. I just know that Roald Dahl’s quote, “Those who don't believe in magic will never find it,” flashed across my computer screen not too long ago and it ignited a desire to go find it. My husband and I found it on April 8, 2024. You could say we got lucky. But it wasn’t entirely up to chance.
Since we both saw the solar eclipse in 2017 and New York City wasn’t in the path of totality this year, we didn’t bother with proper eyewear. We figured people-watching would suffice and Manhattan to be the ideal place for it. For some reason, I was bent on going to Brooklyn Bridge Park. Even when an opportunity to pick up free glasses came up at the last minute, I stuck to the plan. Once in DUMBO, my husband suggested we duck into CVS, just in case. The “no eclipse glasses” sign that eluded us on our way in was magnified on our way out. We were in a good mood, so it was hardly a disappointment. At the park, we searched for a lunch spot. There were plenty of seating options. Yet, I insisted on walking toward the picnic area, saying, “I just want to see” if there’s a table. All but one were taken. We sat down with a half hour to eat before the big moment. Only after we had dug into our food, my husband noticed the paper glasses folded before us. It felt like magic. His words; my thoughts. Magic, because the thing we both wanted and doubted seemed to have materialized before our eyes. Without much time to spare! I didn’t know what was going to happen that day, whether we’d see the eclipse once more, but I had the intention of creating luck. Declaring it to my husband earlier, without much thought. Focusing more on being open to the idea that it could happen. Now, all I can think of is the meaning of abracadabra: I create as I speak. How magical it is to create the things we want when we speak of them because we’re more willing to do the things that let them in. The real magic I speak of requires far less effort and recognizing it as such.
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